0 comments/ 41087 views/ 3 favorites Freshman Orientation By: YvonneMars Gina sat cross-legged on the grass outside the music building at her university, waiting for her ride. The last few bars of the jazz band's practice session wafted through the windows, and as anticipated, a few minutes later the band members filed out of the door, joking and saying good night. Within a few minutes they had all filtered out to the parking lot to go home -- except one. Todd's car had been rear-ended last week and was having repairs, so the sexy senior from her Physics class had to get his roommate to pick him up. Gina watched him as he crossed the grass and spotted her. She waved and he grinned, and flopped down next to her on the grass. "Hey Gina, whatcha doing here?" he asked, picking a strand of grass and twirling it in his fingers. "I had art club after class today. I'm waiting for the bus to my dorm -- so I'm just hanging out." Gina was a freshman and had a massive crush on Todd, so it was only partially true. Several busses had gone by while she'd been sitting there so she'd get a chance to accidentally meet Todd after his practice. Todd's eyes sparkled. "I guess we can be bored together." At the word "together" Gina's hands tingled and her face flushed. She tried to act nonchalant. Stretching her long legs in front of her, appearing longer due to the dangerously short shorts she was wearing on the warm April afternoon, she pretended to examine a spot on her arm. Todd's eyes ran over her tanned skin and up to her pert breasts that pressed against her blue tank top. He reached a hand out and touched her shoulder, then traced a line of freckles down her arm. She shivered and glanced at him. "Hey, I've noticed you sometimes. In class. Looking at me..." Todd began. Gina flushed in embarrassment. "I'm not, I mean, I was just..." she started but Todd put his finger on her lips, his eyes glittering with a sudden light. He leaned close to her, so she could smell his breath. "Are you going out with anybody?" he asked, letting his finger drop to her chin. "N-no..." she breathed. "Good. Because I think you're hot," said Todd, dropping his finger down her neck, tracing the outline of her shirt. "You want to be my girlfriend?" Gina could hardly believe her luck. She never would have imagined her afternoon would result in this! Todd was popular and sexy, every girl in her class wanted to be his girlfriend. And now he wanted her! She nodded quickly, not daring to speak as his finger dropped further still, down the side of her breast. "Let's go someplace more private and I'll show you what being my girlfriend is all about," whispered Todd as his hand reached the waistband of her shorts. He grabbed her hand suddenly and with a laugh, stood up, pulling her with him. She wasn't sure what he meant but she was giddy and ready to follow him anywhere. She giggled and ran after him, holding his hand, across the field to a forested area where the light filtered through pine trees and soft evergreen shrubs surrounded a small clearing. A fence in front of the area had been bent at some point so they easily slipped through and into the cover of the forest. Once secluded, he turned to her and pulled her body swiftly against his, and bent his head for the long-awaited kiss. His mouth was hot, questing, and she responded eagerly, dreamily, wrapping her arms around his solid back. Before she noticed he had leaned her back and was kneeling over her as he lay her on the pine-needled ground. His mouth was everywhere on her, kissing her mouth, her neck, her chest. His hands groped her breasts and she gasped, surprised. He paused, and looked at her. "What?" "I... nothing, I just thought, wow, I mean, you're going pretty fast." "Don't break the mood, baby. I told you I was going to show you what it meant to be my girlfriend. Do you want to be my girlfriend or not?" He frowned. In a panic, she chastised herself. She was acting like a baby. It scared her, but she needed to act like an adult if she was going to be a senior's girlfriend. "Of course I do..." she whispered, and took his hand, leading it to her breast, trembling. With a growl he descended on her body, throwing one leg over her so that she was trapped beneath him. Against her lower belly she could feel the heat of his stiff manhood under his shorts. She wanted to run, but another part of her ached to know what it was like. She reached up tentatively and put her hands under his shirt, feeling the solid muscles under tanned skin. At her touch his fervor grew more fierce and he reached down and pulled off his shirt in one swift motion. Then he began to tug off her shirt, then her bra, then unzipped her shorts and shucked his into the pine straw and shrubs. Their underwear followed suit and in moments, she had her first look at his dark red penis standing proudly from his tanned physique. In seconds he was on top of her, tasting, squeezing, groping. Her skin was on fire and she was filled with sensations she didn't know she had. But she feared the penis and as his body rippled over her like a wave, she could feel it hot against her leg, then slip down between. In reflex she squeezed her thighs closed but he was not to be stopped. With one knee he wedged open her legs and thrust between them with a grunt. His penis touched her opening and with every fiber of her being she shrank away, squeezed in, without trying to show him that she was afraid. He didn't notice her reaction or didn't care, and with a groan and a swift, hard series of thrusts, he penetrated her to her core and filled her body with his large manhood. She cried out at the pain and the pleasure, her wetness welcomed him into her depths. He wrapped his hands around her waist, pulled out again and then plunged in with an animal cry. At the fullness, Gina could feel a desperate crest developing and she suddenly longed to pull him deeper into her. Wrapping her arms around his lower back and digging her fingernails into his flesh, she arched her back and received all his length with a moan. At her acceptance, Todd went wild, bucking and sweating as she matched his rhythm stroke for stroke. With each motion her desperation grew more fierce and she began to pant and moan and make mewing sounds that mixed with his staccato groans. Suddenly Todd began to groan deeply, thrusting harder and grinding his pelvis on hers, eyes closed, body tensing and releasing like a snake over her small body. Her crest began to peak and she pulled him harder, breathing his name. "Todd -- Todd -- ohhhh please don't stop!" she panted as their bodies reached a sweaty crescendo. With a final massive pump, Todd's body tensed and she could feel the gush of his fluid inside her, which sent her body over the edge. Pulsing waves of release crashed over her, and he spasmed inside her and pushed again, sending crashing aftershocks through her shuddering body. Again and again he ground into her shuddering orgasm and she writhed beneath him, as he spent every last drop deep inside her. Finally he collapsed on top of her, shuddering, breathing heavily, sweaty and exhausted. Gina ran her hands over his back and caught her breath. If this is what being Todd's girlfriend meant, she thought, it was worth waiting for! Freshman Orientation Chapter 1 Everyone told me college was unlike any schooling I had experienced before. My parents told me that, my teachers, my counselor, my older brother, just about everybody. And, now, as I started my freshman year, I was seeing that they were exactly right. It was adult, for one thing, you were on your own. I saw just how grown-up things were when I got to know my new roommate, Shannon. Especially when she told me she was bisexual. Well, my roommate. Now, before you think badly of me, I don't have any basic problem with anyone's sexual preference, it's just that I really never knew any lesbian or bisexual girls in high school. Well, at least that I knew of. I mean, nobody carried signs or anything. I told her that it was fine with me but, then, did wonder if she might make a pass at me sometime or bring another girl into our room and, well, do lesbian things. I wasn't totally naive, I knew that lesbians used dildos and strap-ons, oral sex and the like. I had had oral sex myself with, well, maybe I shouldn't say his name, let's just leave it as a boyfriend in high school and I can sure say it was exciting. It was the best orgasm of my life. We used to give each other oral sex because it was safe, you can't get pregnant that way, and we both didn't think we were ready for regular sex. The first two weeks with Shannon as a roommate went by fine, no touching of a sexual nature, so I figured that she's keeping a certain distance or maybe she's involved with someone on an exclusive basis. Then, on the second Friday of the term, I opened the door, entering our room and Shannon was standing next to her bed, just wearing a thong and a friend was on her bed, wearing little-boy shorts and a bra. "Oh, hi, Brandy, this is Alma, we knew each other in high school." We exchanged pleasantries as I compared both these girls. Shannon, standing there topless, actually it seems the first time I've seen her breasts openly, had nice, small breasts, very firm looking, small, pink nipples, they were large A- or small B-cups. Alma, even though she was wearing a bra, the tops of her breasts overflowed their cups, she had to be C-, maybe even D-cups. Then, I noticed the dildo and the strap-on penis thing on the dresser. "Um, I...sorry, um, I can come back later, if you want." "No, it's all right, it's your room, too, Brandy." "Well, yeah, I'm sorry but...but maybe I'm...uh, well, I ought to leave and let you two, um..." Shannon came over to me and whispered in my ear, "It's okay, Brandy, stop apologizing. It's fine. You can stay if you want, you live here too. And, we're not embarrassed, we were just going to have some fun together." "Don't you want some privacy?" "We really don't care, Brandy. Maybe it'll add to your overall life experience," and she laughed. "You're sure, I mean, it is kind of intimate, right?" "Brandy, we don't care, it's as simple as that. You're a girl, too, you've seen tits and pussies before, right?", Shannon said as I looked beyond her to Alma who was sitting on the bed, back to the wall, knees up, her hand down in her shorts, rubbing herself with her fingers. "Well, yes, but...well, I'll try not to bother you." She gave me a hug which rather surprised me and then she went and sat on her bed with Alma while pulling off her thong. The surprise of her hug was not that she did it, no, it was my reaction to it. Or, my pussy's reaction to being hugged by my nearly naked roommate. I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes as I eased off my sandals. I was feeling a sexual buzz, I was turned-on, excited, horny; from a woman. I turned my head toward them and Shannon was unhooking Alma's bra, releasing her breasts which must have been D's or DD's, they were really large. But, they were also quite beautiful, no sag, no droop, they really stood out and were capped with large, pink nipples. Shannon's hands began kneading Alma's breasts, then she leaned forward and took a nipple in her mouth and began sucking. Alma's hands were also fondling Shannon's boobs and my breathing was getting faster and faster. I unbuttoned my pants and slid a hand down inside, under my panties, spreading my knees and rubbing along my crease as I watched them. Alma was fingering Shannon's pussy as she pulled Alma's shorts and panties off. Now they were both naked and Shannon was getting up over Alma in the 'sixty-nine' position and they were both licking and tonguing each other. Spreading my knees a bit further, I slid my middle finger up into me, going in easily because of all my excitement watching the two lovers across the room. They were hot. I lay there on my side watching them, two fingers inside me, my other hand up under my shirt and bra pinching and rubbing my nipple as they pleasured one another. And, pleasure, it was. They were both moaning and humping each other and it just looked so, so sexy. Their beautiful, naked bodies, so curvy and smooth, it was a wonder to watch. The whole room was awash in sex, I don't know that I have ever been so fully aroused in my life. I never thought much about girl-on-girl sex, it never particularly interested me but, now, watching Shannon and Alma, all that skin and breasts and hands and mouths, oh, it was so erotic, just the biggest turn-on of my life. I pushed down my pants and got my shirt off and was laying there in panties and bra, still fingering myself, as each of them had orgasms, wonderful, thrilling orgasms. Shannon had turned herself around and was now laying on top of Alma kissing her, Alma's legs spread wide with her lover moving her pelvis around between her legs, both girls moaning and happy. "Looks like you enjoyed watching us, Brandy," Shannon said as she got up and walked over to my bed. "Yes, it was beautiful, really. I'd never seen two girls making love before, it was exciting." "Did you get yourself off?" "Well, no, but I can later." She reached down and took my hand, pulling me up into her arms as she held me close and kissed me, running her tongue into my mouth. Then, I felt my bra loosen, she had unhooked the back and now was taking it off my shoulders. As my bra hit the floor, her hands were cupping my breasts as she bent over and began kissing them. I just stood there, my pussy so aroused, more so than I think I'd ever been excited before. As my nipple went in her mouth and she began to suck, every pull also made my pussy throb, it was wonderful. Then, as she was sucking, I felt a finger work up under the elastic of my panties and in between my legs. Yes, I wanted it, I thought, as I spread my stance so she could have more room underneath me. She stood up, leaned forward and kissed me, sliding her tongue into my mouth just as she slid her finger into my pussy. My whole body felt like it was melting. And, her tongue moved in and out of my mouth with the same rhythm as her finger in my pussy. It was so carnal, so sexy, so hot. I was being fucked in the mouth with her tongue and in my pussy by her finger as she was rubbing around on my breasts with her other hand. I pulled her down onto my bed as she jerked my panties off, pushed my knees apart and put her head between my thighs and began kissing and licking all around under me. There was a boyfriend who used to do this to me, as I've said, but, oh, when Shannon did it, it was just so much better. Maybe I was already so sexed-up, so excited after watching them give each other orgasms, then Shannon being all over me, kissing me, fingering me, making me crazy with lust. It was hardly any time at all before I had the most wonderful orgasm, it was just spectacular. I pulled her up to me and kissed her and hugged her as she whispered in my ear, "Oh, girl, I've been dreaming of doing that, you have the nicest pussy," and she ran her tongue into my ear. She then stood up and pulled me up my the arm and led me over to her bed where Alma sat, back against the wall, knees up, legs wide, running a finger in and out of herself. "You two really looked hot. Was that your first time with a girl, Brandy?" Alma asked. "Yes, it wasn't something I'd planned on but, wow, it sure got me off." "It sure did, I watched you and you really had one hell of an orgasm. See, girls can be fun, too," and Shannon sat down next to her and began kissing her and feeling her boobs as I stood there, feeling a drip running down my leg, realizing that I was unconsciously pinching my left nipple as we talked. As Shannon and Alma were making out, I stood there watching, really not thinking of very much, just aglow in the sex I had with Shannon a few minutes before, when suddenly the door to our room flew open and a guy walked right in. I immediately jumped toward my bed, grabbing my sheet and putting it around me. "Hi, Shan, oh, I see you two are having fun," he says, then turns to me and asks, "Who are you? I'm Paul, a friend of Shannon's," as he twists the door lock behind him. "Um, I'm Brandy, um, well, nice meeting you." Well, what the hell was I supposed to say? "Hi, Alma, don't let me stop your fun, you know how it all turns me on, right?" Now, I had seen this guy around the campus, he was very nice looking, now I was wondering if he was gay, maybe gay guys liked to be around lesbians, god, what did I know about all this stuff anyway; me, from my small midwestern town, population barely nine hundred. "Is she bi-, too," he asked Shannon, nodding in my direction. Shannon started laughing and said, "Well, we're trying to convert her, to convince her that it's the way to go, we may have made some progress." Then, as Shannon and Alma got back into it, Paul stood there, I was still wrapped in my sheet, and he proceeded to take his clothes off. Not really knowing him and being somewhat shy, I focussed my attention on the two girls across the room, trying to divert my interest from our newcomer's body as it became exposed. He took a few steps toward me, reached down, took my hand and pulled me up off my bed and into his arms as he kissed me. I was surprised but, the whole evening had been a surprise and I didn't try to resist, after all, I was sexed beyond belief and, he was a very good-looking guy. I had the sheet more or less wrapped around me but as I let go to put my arms around our new guest, he just pulled it away and I was left there naked in his arms kissing him with his cock pressed hard into me. All through high school, I dated quite a bit but never went all the way, never got fucked. I had my top and bra off for several boys, and was finger-fucked by two, gave handjobs to four and blowjobs to two. So, I had some experience but was still a virgin. But, as Paul held me and kissed me, our naked bodies tight together, I knew that was all about to change. It just seemed inevitable. As Paul held me, we both began watching the two girls as Shannon continued eating out Alma on Shannon's bed. Paul leaned next to my ear and whispered, "Don't worry, you'll get your turn, just relax and we'll all have some fun." I did try to relax, yes, it was all new and certainly unexpected, and I figured that part of becoming more relaxed about the whole situation would be to reach down and feel Paul's cock which I did. "Mmm, that's nice, Brandy," and he kissed me again, his hands down gripping my butt, pulling my middle hard into his, my hand trying to move up and down on him as we kissed on. I widened my stance and pushed his cock between my legs which were so wet and he started humping back and forth between my legs, not in my pussy, just rubbing along the length of my labia, feeling really quite wonderful, making my pussy lips feel so alive and excited as he continued kissing me. We were kissing as Alma was having an orgasm which we paused to watch. Paul didn't pause his fucking me between my legs, however, he kept that up which was feeling very nice. The girls now traded places as Alma began licking Shannon's pussy while her hands were up on Shannon's breasts massaging them. "Mmm, Brandy, this feels good, I've never done it without going in the girl's pussy before. But, wow, this is nice. Is it nice for you?" "Yeah, it you feel really good sliding on my pussy like that, yeah, it feels great." "God, I think I could get off doing this, just think, I could have been doing this to girls even before they went on the pill." There was plenty of moaning and whimpering from across the room as we stood there, to anyone watching, standing there fucking but there was no penetration, just good feelings from rubbing. I was in Paul's arms, his hips moving in and out, his cock sliding back and forth across my pussy, oh, it felt good. The two girls were snuggled together, their hands enjoying each other whispering and chuckling. Then they both got up and came over to Paul and I. "We think Brandy needs some fun, so what do you say, Brandy? There's three of us and we can make you feel better than you've ever felt before." Well, I was already so hot that I replied, "I'm all your's," and Shannon went and pulled the mattress off her bed and put it on the floor between our beds. Chapter 2 "Lay down, Brandy, um, let me get....here they are," and she got out two scarves as I dropped down on the bed laying on my back. Both girls tied my wrists to each bed and then they each gripped an ankle and pulled my legs apart as Paul shoved a pillow under my butt. Paul knelt down and began licking me as Shannon and Alma held my legs up and apart. Oh, was this sexy. I was so turned-on, so aroused, my pussy felt like it had a buzzer inside it. He knelt licking and tonguing me on and on until I couldn't stand it any longer. "OOH, OOH, OOH, I'm cumming, omigod, that's so good, oh, oh, mmm," and he got up between my legs with his cock and rubbed it up and down. "Oh, Brandy, you on the pill?" he asked. "Yes, three months now," and he pushed hard and his dick pushed up into me as Shannon and Alma held my legs. Did I feel full. Paul had a pretty big cock, the last one I saw was when I was a junior in high school and the boy was also a junior. I expect Paul might be three or so years older and he seemed to really fill me tight. He pulled back and forth as I felt him going deeper each time, then all the way in as he pushed hard down into me as Shannon and Alma each held up a leg and rubbed my inner thigh with a free hand. Paul kept fucking into me as he rubbed my breasts, his long cock sliding in, then out, over and over. I was breathing so hard, my heart pounding, now no longer a virgin, being well-fucked with the prospect of more sex than I had ever dreamed of. And, I was wanting it all. The two girls kept rubbing my thigh with one hand, now rubbing close to where Paul was fucking me, their fingers rubbing in the juices all around my pussy, their fingers stroking along my outer labia just sending me into a sexual frenzy as I trembled and moaned. "Oh, fuck me, Paul, god, it feels so good, fuck me, fuck me," I called out, just overwhelmed with a sexual craving like I had never felt as fully before. I was consumed with lust just wanting all the sex I could possibly have. My first fuck, happening right now, was just the beginning, I wanted more and more and more. He was now taking short, fast strokes in and out of me, just up over me, thrusting his hips faster and faster, fucking and fucking me, until my passion just overflowed. "UUNGH, UUNGH, OOOH, OOOH, oh, oh, oh," and I just let myself slacken and relax as Paul bent his knees keeping his cock inside me as he went in and out of me, keeping the same pace, then, throwing his head back and driving his hips forward, he called out, "Oh, I'm cumming, oooh, oooh, ooh, oh, oh, mmm," as he continued fuck me. Soon, however, both girls let go of my legs and Paul pulled out of me and said, "Thank you, Brandy, I hope it was good for you. You're a wonderful fuck." "I...It was really something. I've never done it before. It was my first time." "Oh, wow, I didn't know that, I would have done it differently if I'd known." "Oh, don't worry, whew, it was wonderful, just what you did." "What about us, Brandy?," Shannon asked. "What do you want to do?" I asked not knowing just where this might lead. Shannon went and picked up the strap-on dildo and belted it on then came back over to me and said, "I want to fuck you now, okay?" I smiled and Paul and Alma lifted my feet back up in the air as Shannon knelt down and licked me for a minute, then squirted some lube on the dildo and began easing it into me. I was looking at Shannon's face as she began fucking me, it seemed surreal that here was a pretty woman's face and figure in front of me as I felt a cock going in and out every time she thrust in or pulled back. Again, Alma's and Paul's hands were stroking my inner thighs and rubbing along my labia as my roommate fucked me and I rubbed my breasts. I just kept going up and up in sexual excitement, this was incredible, I just never imagined such things happened but I was sure that I wanted to be part of whatever these three did in the future. "Oh, I love fucking my little roommate," Shannon panted as she thrust back and forth, the big, long rubber cock grinding in and out of me. "Yeah, I've wanted this, Brandy, I've laid awake nights finger-fucking myself dreaming about this, mmm, is it good? You like me fucking you?" "God, I never thought anything like this would ever happen but, yes, yes, I love it, oh, god, I've never been so turned-on in all my life. I could do this forever. Oh, what a night." "We're just starting to have some fun, honey, I'll do you next," Alma said with a grin. Shannon leaned over and pushed as far into me as she could, then ground her hips back and forth as I bucked against her. This was so incredible, I never knew sex could be so overwhelming. But I never imagined three people giving me sex, either. Shannon began rubbing my clit as Paul and Alma rubbed the sides of my pussy as Shannon fucked me with the strap-on, it was like I was totally immersed in sex, every nerve was turned-on, I was excited all over, every inch of my body. Then, I just couldn't stop it, my body began to shake and tremble, I was moaning, quaking, then it was as if a blinding white light lit up the whole world and my body was swamped with ecstasy as surges of the most pleasurable feelings of my life washed over and over me. I was in a spell of pure rapture. Everything in the room seemed to disappear except the joy my body felt. Gradually, Shannon, first, then, Paul and Alma came back into my awareness as I felt Shannon continue stroking the dildo in and out of me, slowly now, as I came back down to earth. "When do I get my turn, Brandy?" Alma asked. "I'm a little sore but if you want to, go ahead, what a night this has been. I never thought a person could get so much sex." Paul and Shannon held my legs as Alma got down and licked my open pussy for a few minutes. Then, she stood up and put on the strap-on dildo and pressed the head right into me as the other two stretched my legs apart. They were rubbing alongside my pussy using the juices that were flowing from me to lubricate their stroking fingers as Alma pressed down into me, then began pulling up. I was being fucked again, now the third time tonight and I was a virgin before that. I was splayed out, being fucked by a woman with a strap-on, all I could think of is just what my mother might think if she could see me now. I almost laughed. My humor was quickly taken over by the erotic feeling of being caressed by two and fucked by another. I really didn't think I could have another orgasm and wasn't really aiming for one. Alma was going slowly which was good because I was becoming somewhat sore and she began softly rubbing little circles around my clit which was excited and exposed. Freshman Orientation Paul had turned toward me some so I could hold his cock which was erect again, I just didn't want to think of him fucking me again tonight, there was a limit I was sure. Alma kept going nice and slow, the caressing along my pussy was feeling so nice, I could see that Paul's cock was wet on the end, oh, it was pure sex in the room and I was loving it. Then, Alma reached under me, I was wet, so wet, sopping really, and wiped her finger across my butt, right across my asshole. I jumped when it happened and then, I felt her finger go up inside me as she fucked me with the strap-on. Her finger was up inside my butt and she was fucking me there, too. It was like an explosion. Alma must have known what would happen, I don't think she did it other than to make me orgasm. And, boy, did I. After Alma had fucked me, Paul got up over me on his hands and knees, straddling me, his knees on either side of my head and started fucking my mouth as Shannon and Alma took turns licking and tonguing my pussy. My hands still tied to the beds as I sucked him. This went on until I knew he was going to cum, he just held himself up as I sucked the tip and then the warm spurts of cum told me that I had made him happy. After that, I lay there being licked and tongued by two women who knew every place a woman loves to be loved. They soon had me in another fantastic orgasm. Paul and Alma spent the night, Paul sleeping with me, Alma across the room with Shannon. In the middle of the night I heard Alma and Shannon obviously having sex, Paul heard them as well, and whispered to me, "Why should they have all the fun, Brandy, I'd just love to fuck you," so I tossed the sheet back and spread my legs as Paul crawled up between them, gripped his cock and began pushing his way into me as I wiggled around trying to help but also making it feel nice. He slowly stroked in and out of me as he lay between my legs, my hands on his hips guiding him back and forth, just enjoying this wonderful new discovery of sex, sex with a man, sex with a woman, sex with more than one at a time. Oh, it was the most exciting day of my life. "Mmm, oh, you're gonna make me cum, Paul, your cock feels so good, just go slow like this, just right, mmm, mmm." "You're really tight, Brandy, I just love fucking you. Shannon and Alma are good, too, but you're even better." Well, that was nice to hear. I'm all new to sex and I must say there's a lot more to it that I'd ever thought. But I'm learning fast that it's pretty wild with three people all over you, I just never imagined. But, I'm loving it. Paul was pushing hard down into me, I really loved it when he does that, it felt like the strap-on did, which is long and nice, it reached down inside me and made me feel so good when it was far inside. "Mmm, Paul, oh, push hard, mmm, yes, yes, uuh, uuh, uuh, mmm, mmm, oh, oh." It was a lovely orgasm and I just relaxed under him and let him just fuck away as I enjoyed all the wonderful feelings. I was laying there in a wet circle of my juices and Paul's cum as every thrust into me dribbled a bit more out of me and onto my bed. Soon, Paul raised up, thrust his hips forward and I felt the warm gush deep inside me as he added more semen to what he had put in me earlier. He collapsed down over me and we were soon fast asleep, at least part of the night with his cock still inside me. The next morning, the sounds from across the room woke Paul and me, it was Shannon and Alma. Shannon was down licking Alma and Paul and I lay there on our sides watching them as I played with Paul's hard cock. I couldn't believe how guy's were so hard first thing in the morning. They saw that we were awake, so Shannon got up and came over to us. "Let's give Brandy a good time this morning, okay? We can tie her to the bed and each take turns with her. What do you say, Brandy?" "Just don't get rough, guys, okay?" "We'll just fuck you ever so nicely and lick you ever so nicely, right, gang?" So, Shannon got out two more scarves which I think were a regular part of her's and Alma's lovemaking, and bound my wrists and ankles to the bedframe splaying me out ready for their sexual advances on my restrained body. Alma was first between my legs, licking and sucking on me, her fingers probing and rubbing, flicking and fucking me with her tongue, all while Paul and Shannon are each sucking my nipples and rubbing my happy and squirming body with their hands. The sex I was being given by these three was so intense, I was just electrified all over, every touch, every suck, every lick, oh, it was ecstasy. Alma's tongue moved up to my clit and began to suck gently as I felt her finger probe up into me and begin fucking me. I knew then that another orgasm was on the way. When it hit, my whole field of vision went pure white like the brightest sunlight flash. Then my body began to shake, tremble, uncontrollably, and I just melted into a pool of pure pleasure. "Oh, Alma, god, that was amazing, you really rocked my world. What a tongue, girl, you can do me any time you ever want." "She's good isn't she?" agreed Shannon who was taking her place between my legs. "She sucks a mean cock, too, I might add," this from Paul as Shannon began pulling my labia apart to tongue up inside me. I could feel her right at the entrance of my vagina twirling her tongue around making me jump and twist. It was phenomenal. She just kept that up as her fingertip rubbed the wetness around my clit. I couldn't believe it but I was getting that feeling again. Then, it hit, "AAYE, AAYE, UUNH, UUNH, oh, oh, mmm, oh, my pussy, mmm, oh, Shannon, you make me feel so wonderful. Thank you, mmm, thank you, it feels so good." She raised up, her happy face glistening with my juices and said, "You can have some more of this any time you want, roomie, any time you want," and got up for Paul to take her place. Paul stood at the end of my bed, his cock hard and swollen, as he crawled up between my legs and began rubbing the tip up and down my slit. Then, with one shove, his cock went right in all the way to the base. The two girls were sucking my nipples which were getting a bit sore now and their hands were rubbing all over my upper body as Paul began fucking me. He was drawing in and out of me with long, slow strokes as I watched him push his hips back and forth, the feeling still good, even after all I have done and been done to, it was still wonderful. I have no idea how long he fucked me, ten minutes, twenty, thirty, more? I really don't know but it was a long time. The feelings had slowly mounted and finally I knew I was getting close, "Mmm, a little faster, Paul, okay?" and he picked up his pace, fucking me quicker. Then Shannon began licking my clit as Paul fucked into me right below her tongue. It put me right over the top as I shuddered and shook in my bindings while my body was wracked by rapturous feelings shooting out all over my body. "OOOH, OOOH, AAAGH, AAAGH, UUHN, UUHN, omigod, I've never felt...uuh, uuh, oh, oh, I just can't cum anymore, I've just...oh, wow," and I just went limp in my bindings, I was just drained. Paul kept fucking me as the two girls sucked and stroked me and soon he thrust deep into me, groaned and I felt the gushing warmth of his cum draining from him into me. "Oh, wow, Brandy, what a fuck. Oh, girl, you sure made me feel great," and he fucked me a minute or two more, then slowly pulled his softened cock out of me, standing between my legs, his manhood distinctly drooping, satisfied, I was sure, in its recent mission. The girls untiled me and I slowly got up, a bit sore here and there, I didn't think I wanted to be fucked for a day or two or have my boobs sucked but I was supremely happy, the most fucked that I'd ever thought possible. Each of my lovers kissed me and I was soon asleep. I slept right through to the next morning and woke up with memories that will last me a lifetime. The rest of the year was a continuous orgy with the three of them. Paul and I hooked-up often, though I had several other guys on campus that he shared me with. Shannon, of course, was my roomie and we slept together more nights than not and Alma was frequently added to our sex, sometimes adding Paul as well. I went from naive little virgin to bisexual fuck-queen my first year in college. The next three years have been even better. I'll have to tell you about them sometime. But, right now, I'm due at the Alpha Chi Zeta Fraternity house. For a study session, of course. See'ya. Freshman Orientation We were lying on his narrow bed, brilliant afternoon sunshine a streak across our naked bodies. Weeks of nonstop sex had disposed of my modesty. Another castoff from high school days. He sat next to me the first day of class. A big lecture hall with two hundred of us crammed in for the mandatory introduction to history class. Afterwards, I couldn't remember a thing from the famous professor's talk. Eric said hello, his warm, husky voice catching me by surprise. We did the usual trade of backgrounds. He was tall and wiry, so I wasn't surprised when he said he was from Wyoming. A cowboy, I thought. After I said I was from Santa Monica, he turned his head and gave me a long look, confirming he had an opinion about girls from LA. We continued exchanging whispers after the lecture began, until the guy in front of me gave us a dirty look and we stopped. Eric picked up my hand and massaged it. I tried to pay attention, but little shocks were rippling through my body. I nudged his knee with mine, and smiled at him. As we filed out with others, he announced, "Coffee." I followed him silently, asking myself how on earth I was letting a guy hit on me with no resistance. None at all. Lying in his bed, I was sweaty and smelly. So was he. I turned and put my leg over his anyway. It seemed necessary for us to be touching. At least most of the time. His bare penis was lying along his thigh. Since the first time, there had never been a condom. I couldn't understand how I let that happen. My mom pounded protection into me. The woman who gave us the first talk about life on campus emphasized that safe sex required condoms. His roommate had a fistful in the drawer only a few feet away. I giggled into his ear. "I am such an easy lay, Eric Anderson. Here we are, three weeks into the first semester of college and I feel like your mistress. If we keep having bareback sex, you are probably going to knock me up. IUD's aren't perfect." I didn't dare mention what the student guide said about ruining our lives with a child we couldn't handle. Talk like that got him hard. I'd had sex in high school a few times after I was eighteen, but nothing like the intimacy of lying in Eric's bed, already fucked twice, and watching him lengthen and thicken. Knowing his male brain was kicking around the idea of a mistress, and what mistresses mostly did. "You are bad for me." He fisted himself and pointed the eye in my direction. "I had girls in high school, but I never went around hard for them." My hand turned his face and my lips mashed his. "I never went around wet for a guy." His mouth moved south and captured my breast. Eric got off on my tits. I'm not quite 34C, so having a guy fixated on my boobs does good things for my female ego. not to mention what his tongue does for my libido. At that first coffee, he sat across and shamelessly looked down my blouse at the lacy pale green bra I wore. The one that matched the blouse. I screwed up my courage and said, "It's not nice to spend all morning looking at my chest." "It's an impressive chest. You should be proud of it." "That's a pretty bold pickup line. Are you going to ask me out?" "They have a part time job lined up for me, but right now I'm broke and can't afford an expensive date with an expensive girl like you." I thought about the three one hundred dollar bills Mom had folded into my wallet. "Emergency reserve," she called it. "Maybe something quiet and relaxed? We'll get carded if we go out. Beer is bad for me, but a gin and tonic would taste good." He was blond and fair skinned. Killer handsome. Unusual dark blue eyes. Any of the girls around me would date him in a second. More than date him, I guessed. But he was giving me the treatment. Olive skinned, Eurasian Olivia. My mom's parents were from Laos. Karen and her parents were on a steep assimilation track. My dad met her at UCLA. He was Italian, with dark eyes and black hair. She wouldn't go out with him until the third time he asked. They were smart and talented and had good jobs in the film industry. "In Wyoming, my dad says gin is a sin." "I suppose he runs horses, wrestles bulls, and sticks to bourbon?" The two of us drilled each other with our dark eyes. "You've been reading cowboy novels. You need to spend time with a real cowboy and learn some facts." His smile suggested that more than my fine mind would learn something about a real cowboy. I stood. "The offer stands. You find the gin and I'll show up." His hand found mine. "You are as bold as I am. I think we have something going." Two nights later, I was in his dorm bed, bare as a baby, his hand across my mouth as I screamed an orgasm on his big cock. His roommate was at a rush party and would be back late. I had his gin in me. It was classic college seduction. Get booze into the girl and watch her inhibitions disappear. From the first kiss that night, I knew what was going to happen. I hoped my freshly inserted IUD did what it was supposed to do. I made him suffer, insisting on only one item of clothing leaving at a time. Long sips of the G & T before another kiss, and another loss of clothing. After twenty minutes, I fell into his arms with a giggle. "Eric, I hope you don't mind my being silly. I'm not going to say no. I'm saying yes. But let's make it fun. Are you patient around silly girls?" He didn't respond, but took me quickly over his knees, sweeping the skirt up and the panties down. "I had a girl try the prick tease on me one time. She went home with a red ass, crying." I flipped over, surprising him with some muscle. My mouth covered his with a long, wet hot kiss. "I am not a tease." "I can see that." His fingers probed into the muscles in my butt. "How come you are such a hard ass?" "I ran track in school. Cowboys can't run at all can they?" "Cowboys have a horse and a lasso." We laughed and wiggled on each other. The snake in his jeans was struggling to get out. I ground my bare mound on the scratchy denim. A nasty thought crossed my mind. I'd never given a blowjob in high school, but there was a first time for everything. I popped buttons and a second later his hard cock was in my hand. Big and throbbing and needing my inexperienced lips. I didn't ask, just plunged as much of it as I could into my mouth and throat. And quickly drew back before I choked. He pulled me down, "Are you trying that for the first time?" "Is it that obvious?" His big Scandinavian hands were all over my naked body. Pinching, tickling, rubbing, massaging. The heat between my legs was making me frantic. "Eric, we don't need to wait. Shove that in me." He was enough of a gentleman to take his time. I loved the feeling and bucked up at him for the last couple of inches. I was feeling hot and feisty and wild. Maybe it was the gin, but something about Eric just got to me. Like an electric charge. All the tension built up quicker than ever before and I was coming with a scream that his hand cut off. He rolled us over. "You'll have the RA in here with all that noise." He was still hard as a rock and hadn't come. I laughed and sat up, sliding off and taking the slimy shaft in my mouth, licking. He pinched my nipples, "Like the taste of yourself, hot stuff? We're not done, you know." I hoovered him once more, and leaned down to hiss in his ear, "I hope not, cowboy!" His wild responded to mine. Suddenly, we were out of the bed, dancing around the room. He threw me up against a wall and drove back in. This time it was all about him. I pounded on his back and whispered, "Harder, good for nothing." It was only when the hot lava fountained into my secret place that I realized there was no condom to catch it. All of that sticky white stuff was headed straight into my baby making machinery. Oh shit. I was shaking with more little climaxes and not thinking. Not thinking, just overcome by lust and something else. I hugged him tighter. God, this was mating. The real thing. I was shaking and twitching as he lowered us back to the bed. I lay there, eyes closed, wondering when I would go back to normal, if ever. "Hey." His fingers brushed the hair from my forehead, his lips kissing here and there. "That wasn't a cheap college fuck." "No," I mumbled and found his hand to squeeze. I lay my head on his chest and cried. Quietly sobbing and still shaking. His arms linked behind me and held tight. "Talk to me," he said softly, "I'm not used to girls crying." "Just hold on. I'll get better. Eventually." I giggled in his ear. With his warm body at my back, I could have spent the night there with no trouble at all. I was half asleep when reason returned. I turned over and kissed him. "Beast, you have made a total mess of me. Where is the private shower I am owed?" "If I carried you to our shower, there would be a lot of admiring guys checking you out." "Not tonight, thank you." I climbed into clothes that reeked of sex. "Can we talk tomorrow?" "We better. Loving you has changed me." The hug and goodbye kiss were tender and soft. At the girl's dorm, my roommate was already in bed. She looked at me and sniffed, "Oh my god," and turned over. In the morning, I felt like a million dollars, and got organized for class in a hurry. At breakfast, my roomie Carolyn said to the table, "Olivia had a life changing experience last night." I tried to stare her down, but only could burst out laughing. "I will get you for that. Just wait until some guy pushes your buttons." There was a steady stream of texts from Eric, none of which I could take the time to answer. At noon, I sent him a note simply telling him to meet me for a sandwich. Ten minutes later, he was sitting on the concrete in front of me, saying he was sorry. "Stop. You gave me the best loving of my life. I'm still six inches off the ground. Savor your conquest and promise me more." I gave him my best sultry stare. "Oh my god. I can't believe this. I was sure we were history." In a very sharp tone, I said, "You are on probation until you take us to a nice place and demonstrate that wasn't a one time event." He spent the next several minutes kissing, licking and massaging my fingers. His eyes were locked with mine, both of us trying to decipher where we were headed next. He stood, pressed my head to his side, and whispered, "I think I am in love. How can that be? I've only known you for a few days." I grabbed his long hair and pulled his lips to mine for a gentle kiss. "What if I said you just spoke for me too?" "Oh shit, this is crazy. We have to talk. Can you skip the dorm dinner?" "Yes, I'll meet you at your car at five." After my last class, I changed in the dorm to a summer dress, neglecting to include underwear. Last night's wild sex was still sending tremors through me. My mom, who spent a lot of time avoiding casting couches, would not be happy with my slutty behavior. I knew where his car was, because I had been in it when he parked last. It was ancient, but had a new paint job. Eric's uncle found it in a junkyard, said it was a classic, and helped rebuild the engine and the stuff underneath. What I liked was the bench seat with no console. It was an old fashioned car for old fashioned makeout. "Sorry I'm late." His fingers caressed the back of my neck and held me for a kiss. "You're forgiven, I just got here." I directed him to a deli I had found, and insisted on buying dinner. "You car, me food." I smiled at him. He headed into the hills and stopped in a quiet place at the end of a short dirt road, with a view of the Bay. He moved over and I climbed into his lap. "You bring all your girls here?" "Every one of them." His fingers were discovering the lack of a bra. The zipper on the back of the dress did not resist him. I licked his ear and asked, "Are we going to make out or eat?" "Right now, we are going to talk. Kiss me." His lips and tongue sent me spinning. Only sixteen year olds acted like this, I said to myself. I licked his ear again and whispered, "The girl in your arms has mush for brains. Couldn't handle a coherent thought if she tried." "You are pretty far gone, Olivia. I thought Mom's were supposed to warn you about guys like me." I buried my head in his shoulder and groped for his zipper. The erection was right there, hard and ready. One of my hands pulled up the dress, and the other wrapped around him and found my hole. "There. That's better. I can talk now." I liked the fact that his big hands could completely wrap around each of my buns. With his giant cock bedded fully in me, and his hands controlling my ass, I wasn't going anywhere. I squeezed as hard as I could and he made a noise of contentment. "Damn, Olivia. This is torture." I bounced a few times and said, "Last night you had a different story. Something about not a cheap college fuck." I pulled his hair until his head arched back and I could apply gentle kisses. Every time I squeezed, he drove that wonderful tool a little deeper. I took a deep breath. "Stop! Don't you move even a tiny little bit. We are having an affair. A romantic fling. We don't know what we are doing, but don't want to let each other go. If this is love, we love it. I'm going back to your room with you and see how many times you can make me come." Silence. Heavy breathing. I was so sensitive, I could feel his heartbeat in his cock, inside me. "Oh shit, Olivia, I am really screwed." I reached for some tissue, pulled him out of me and stuffed it back in his pants. It took more tissue to mop my wet bottom. "How so?" I was rearranging and zipping the dress. "I came here all primed with stories about finding cute babes, pouring some booze in them, and having no fault fucks. Just ordinary simple hook ups. No sorries in the morning." I kissed him. Not so gentle this time. "And?" "The very first girl I meet, just by sitting next to her, is the woman of my dreams. Beautiful, smart, sexy, passionate, funny..." I cut him off with my lips. This was going too fast, way too fast... Weeks later, it still seemed too fast. I was a student in name only. When Mom called, I could barely recite the classes and teacher's names. She asked, "Are you learning anything?" I almost choked. "Yes, Mom, I am on a steep learning curve." "Good, your father and I want you to study hard. That degree is important." I smiled to myself. Could Eric's cock be translated into a college degree? It seemed like a stretch, but then he was very stretchable... "You are thinking again." His fingers caressed my breast. My pussy clenched. That happened every time. I was feeling captured. Captured by his lust and his stiff thing. "Will you promise not to beat me if I say something serious?" "Maybe." "You and I are going to roll out of here if we don't start studying. Real studying, not just foreplay." "Come here." I curled into him. God, this felt so nice, his strong body wrapped around me. The big bad world of midterms and finals and grades was out there someplace, but I didn't need to worry, I had Eric. Wrong... I sat up, legs folded. His dark eyes stared at me, cock wilted. "You are serious." I reached and wrapped fingers in his long hair. "A little voice says if I love you, I have to stay in school." He nodded. "We have to do something silly, like not see each other for a week." I gestured at his limp thing, "Can he do that?" "Maybe. With cold showers and a lot of cursing." I leaned down, very very slowly, and kissed him lightly. "This is going to be a terrible test of whether we really have something together." I dressed and left without another word. Chapter 2 - The Terrible Test Somehow, I survived that week. Mostly by serious booking to catch up. The urge to text, or answer texts, was powerful, but I managed by putting my phone on vacation message and locking it in a drawer. Exactly one week later, almost to the hour, I came around the corner of the third floor stairs and saw Eric sitting at my door. There was a serious problem. Carolyn, my roommate, was bent over talking to him, with her boobs falling out. I rushed down the corridor, muttering threats. He jumped up and they both hugged me. In between kisses, I grumbled to Carolyn, "You were flashing him." "I was just trying to be nice. He looked so lonely and forlorn." Eric fished out three beers from his pack and had us sit on Carolyn's bed. Next he handed us each a small elegantly wrapped package. "This is something to make you feel good about yourselves." I was smiling and relaxing fast. We raced through the wrappings and found two delicate and expensive lingerie sets. Mine was a pastel shade of green that would go with my complexion. Carolyn's was an equally pale shade of yellow that matched her skin perfectly. Suddenly I realized he was buying intimate underwear for my roommate! How inappropriate can you be? Even if we did promise to keep hands off for a week, this was too much! "What's the deal, Eric? Buying my roomie underwear? I suppose you want to see both of us in our nothings?" "It's my fault, Olivia, I made him an offer, and he decided I needed a present..." "An offer!" I screamed. "What is this?" Eric was trying to wrestle me into his lap, but I fought him off. "Please, I can explain." His face was pink and laughing. I smelled a rat. Carolyn said, "We are going to have to sit on her." They flattened me, and Eric force fed more beer. I gurgled and drilled him with my worst stare. I was still wrestling with Carolyn as she said, "I called him and said it wasn't fair that you always had to go to his dorm. There is nothing wrong with a little loving here." Eric went on, "She said that she was madly in love with a guy in her senior year and they couldn't stand to be separated. So she knows how we feel. She even clucked about how bad my back pressure must be." "Shall I tell her the rest?" Carolyn asked him. He shook his head no, but she finished pulling my tee and bra off anyway, saying, "I am an awful voyeur. I love watching sex. I told him I would go to the library when he was around, but could I watch now and then?" She was lying back on her pillow, one hand cradling the beer, and the other on my bare tits, pinching and pulling. Eric had a big grin on his face as he removed the rest of my clothes and started to drop his. I grabbed the beer, glugging the rest of it as I realized what was about to happen. "No! We can't! You devils, no." Carolyn's grip tightened. "I love it when you struggle like that." Her tongue and lips and teeth were attacking my neck. I tried to land a kick on Eric, but it was a mistake. He grabbed the foot as it went by and pushed that leg right up to my shoulder. My wet pussy was wide open and his fingers found home plate in seconds. Oh god, this was horrible. My boyfriend and my roommate attacking. Her lips were next to my ear as I twisted. "That's right, give him a hard time. I am going to watch that big thing go right in you. He's had a lot of practice lately, hasn't he?" "Roomie, you are going to suffer." "I hope so. I haven't had any cock in a month, and I am needy." I nearly fainted with shock when the truth dawned. She was going to get laid. By my boyfriend!" I was so wound up from the beer and the wrestling that I hardly noticed the large approaching cock. His hands had the back of my knees and he just walked himself right into my sex. His helmet was bigger than I remembered and dripping. It was like slow motion Technicolor. His tanned belly running down to light brown curly hair surrounding the purple source of my orgasms. Carolyn said, "Yes! Oh, that is perfect. Eric you are a total stud. Look at him buried all the way to the hilt. Olivia, I have to have some. I'll do anything..." Freshman Orientation He let my legs down and leaned for a soft kiss. "There. We are together again. We've given roomie the show she wanted. Should I chase her away?" God, he felt good in there. Right then, I promised myself no more separation. This had to happen every day. His thrusting was driving me mad. I was trying to think when everything went blank and I heard screaming in the distance. When I came to a few moments later, my worst fears were realized. She had him down on his back next to me, and was laughing as she rode up and down a shaft big enough for a real flagpole. I pulled his hair viciously and hissed, "You didn't ask for permission." His tongue went for hers and then found mine. "I didn't start this, but it sure is fine. Carolyn fucks like a mink. But she is more deprived than you are. It's only been a week for us." I had violent thoughts about breaking up. I knew some guys had more than one fuck buddy, but not Eric and not Carolyn! Just then she froze and collapsed, shaking and moaning. "Olivia! I've never come like this before. You have to share! Please!" He was still hard and putting me in her place, sitting on his thighs and bouncing on that horrid thing. She leaned and kissed him again. His arm went around her. I said, in my nastiest voice, "I guess we are history, Eric." He heaved up and pulled me across his knee. The swat was really hard. "Take that back. You are as much of a slut as she is. You said yourself, we have to learn not to fuck every five minutes like monkeys. You can take turns with me, and study in between times." His swats were soft and he was laughing. So was Carolyn. I turned over and stuck out my tongue at him. "I am going to call Mom and say I have been kidnapped into a harem." Carolyn's head came around his side and kissed me. "She's only come once, Eric. You better get busy." He lay me on top of roomie and plunged back in. Carolyn whispered, "God, this is so hot." Dimly, I realized I was making out with two people. My tits were rubbing on Carolyn's and she was humping under me. Her tongue was in my mouth. His hungry cock was reaming me good, every thrust driving all the way home as he lunged over my back. Six frantic legs were banging around. I could feel his climax arriving, the final surge of even bigger cock and the hot spray deep inside. I let go, just let go and fainted again. I came to in his arms. Carolyn was holding out a cup of tea. We were lying in the bed of shame. Whose shame, I wondered and giggled. The tea tasted wonderful. I held the blanket up. "Get in here roomie, we have to talk." Eric said, "Talk or fuck? I never thought I would see hot girl sex right here in bed with me." "Bastard, you are taking advantage." Carolyn was licking my boobs and gently tweaking my nipples, sending a shiver south instantly. My fingers dug into her back muscles and I mumbled, "Bad." Eric said in a matter of fact voice, "Now we have three people who have to stay in school." Roomie said, "He doesn't have Saturday classes and I told him to sleep over." "You're crazy. We'll get thrown out. What is he going to do for a bathroom?" "He can go in our room sink. You and I do, so why can't he?" She laughed and rolled on him and pissed me off even more. "This is depraved, or decadent or something like that. You have to be French and live in Paris to have a three way." Our rolling around on the bed was getting wilder. Carolyn bit my nipples again and whispered, "Depraved or decadent..." Eric's fingers were in totally forbidden places and he said, "I didn't know we were going to Paris." Oh god, I was losing it completely. "Eric, what about US?" Carolyn sat up against the headboard, wrestling me between her tough thighs. "Eric, do something about more beer and a vegie pizza." Without a word, he disappeared to follow orders. I sighed and asked, "How did you get him wrapped around your finger?" "I didn't. You are the one who has Eric and me around your fingers." While I was trying to absorb that oxymoron, she continued, "You are the smartest, sexiest, most lovable woman in our whole class. Eric and I have fallen for you, you just weren't paying attention. From here on out, we are the Three Musketeers. That big cock will keep both of us happy and you and I will make sure we all study and stay in school." She reached around and worried my tits. I lay back and closed my eyes. "How can you be so practical? I was losing my mind with wanting him every minute." "You forget, I had one of those awful infatuations in high school. I will be your love counselor. If we stick to basics, a fuck is a fuck." "But, but. I am so in love with him." "You may be over the moon, Olivia, but I have some questions. Are you ready to have his babies? Are you ready to marry him? Are you ready to junk your career to nurse a houseful of screaming meemies? Are you ready to tell your Mom you are ditching college?" Oh shit. I turned into her, sobbing. She hummed and held me and slowly life got better. I sat up and faced her. "My first love affair, maybe my last, is already over?" She pushed me down and massaged my back. "Honey, you have two love partners, not one, and the action has hardly started. Close your eyes and nap until Eric gets back. I'm going to the shower." My poor brain was completely short circuited. In the last hour, I had been fucked to orgasm twice. My roommate had very hot sex with me that also caused an orgasm. My love affair was in ruins..." I had nasty thoughts about reading this sort of thing in cheap novels. Before I could decide how cheap, Eric walked in, carrying food and drink. He looked adorable and came right to my side with a kiss. Maybe I would survive after all. He whispered, "Carolyn is making a bigger deal of this than I am. Think it through, Olivia. You have instant study hall with builtin lover. You get to wake up in my arms. You can watch roomie have screaming orgasms." I wrestled him down and hissed in his ear, "I was just thinking about us being characters in a cheap romance novel. When things fall apart, the heroine has a meltdown. She cries and yells and beats on him and wonders about suicide." "You are going to write us up? What about the meltdown?" I fell back laughing. "Eric! How can I have a meltdown? I'm naked in this disaster of a bed, leaking your stuff, and haven't felt this foolish in years." He poked my boob and feinted toward my crotch. "You are the loveliest fool I know. Go shower and I will deal with the food and that bed." I passed Carolyn in the hall, trying to punch her and laughing at the same time. The hair needed shampoo, so it took a while. When I got back, Carolyn's bed had been stripped and they were seated on the mattress on the floor, munching away and listening to music. I thought about how juvenile I was behaving and realized another layer of high school me was being peeled away. "I hate you both, but will not commit suicide over this." "Glad to hear it, have some pizza." Conversation was muted. It was like a big wave had crested, and we were left in the eddy, quietly washing against the shore. I was pretty out of it, but Carolyn decided we should celebrate Eric's first sleepover and opened another beer. He helped make a nest on the floor out of our twin bed mattresses, and three naked bodies were asleep before long. I wondered if deprived Carolyn was going to get more sex, and surprised that the thought didn't bother me. In the morning, it was me he was cuddled with, and my behind that was getting poked. I sat up and took him in both hands, stroking and squeezing. I smiled and said, "I can't have sex, my feelings are still shredded. It may be weeks before I am back together." Slut Carolyn peered over his shoulder and asked, "What are you doing stroking him if you are not going to put it to use?" I giggled and fell into a long, wet kiss with Eric. Carolyn wiggled on me and said maybe she could borrow him? I stood, "I'm going to the bathroom. Don't make noise, it's early." Walking down the hall in just a long tee shirt, I asked myself why it didn't hurt anymore. You can't grow up overnight, can you? She was back there, gasping on the end of him, and all I could do was smile at the thought? I peed and dodged through the shower, not getting my hair wet. What was this air of calm satisfaction? How could I be relaxed about sharing Eric? Sure enough, she was lying back against him, looking very freshly fucked. Eyes slitted, boobs firm with steeples for nipples. Sex matted and dripping. If this didn't get me upset what would?" I closed the door quietly and turned to them. A terrible thought occurred and I fell to my knees at the edge of the mattress. Carolyn tried to close her legs, but I got there first. "No! Olivia, that's all messy." It was messy. Delightfully full of his and her juices. My tongue dove as far into the pink lips as it could. I glanced up to see his hands working her tits. My fingers jabbed into her behind, raising her sex to my mouth. I made a bunch of slurpy noises and she lost it, howling another orgasm. "I'm never apologizing to you again. That was completely slutty. My own roommate going down on me." I licked my way to her bellybutton, and onward to one and then the other breast, swallowing acres of soft suckable tissue. Her arms were around my shoulders, mouth making small sounds. Eric was peaceful and quiet himself, pulling gently at two heads of female hair. "This is a lot of fun, you know. I light the fire, and watch it consume my lovers." Carolyn whispered slowly, "Damn, you two are trying to prove a fuck isn't just a fuck. You want loving too. That's crazy. Mom said you can't count on love." She didn't realize it, but she was talking to me. I hummed, 'You can't count on love, you can't count on love.' Maybe not, but the new me was going to try. After all, I had a cowboy from Wyoming to warm my bed.