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(You Drive Me) Crazy Ch. 01

By: ratedr22



This story was inspired by Winter Wonderland. Check out the original under group sex.

Chapter 1- Boys

"Stop the car, Jesus, I have to get out," Neil exclaimed. John, who'd taken over driving about an hour ago, pressed on the brakes. 

There was nowhere to pull over because the road was banked up on both sides with snow and it was a small highway. We hadn't passed a car for a while though. Neil jumped out and stretched and groaned. 

"I'm too fucking tall," he mumbled. He was over six feet tall and did look a little folded up in the truck where John, Neil and I were all sitting next to each other on the front bench. It was a good thing Neil had dumped that bitch Shelia since the truck only (semi-) comfortably seated us three. 

I don't know what was wrong with Shelia. She had been intimidated by me when we were all up at my parent's cabin for the Fourth of July (the same cabin we were driving to now), because I'd had sex with my then boyfriend (whose name I've forgotten) right in front of everybody and made out with Pam, another friend who was up there with us. 

No big deal- Neil was used to me getting wild, especially when there was tequila in the mix, but she acted like she'd just stepped out of Sister Mary's Convent and didn't like me, didn't like my influence on him and gave him an ultimatum. 

Neil is crazy hot, pussy gets thrown in his face all the time, you don't give guys like that ultimatums, especially not choosing between the wild best friend who makes out with women, and some frigid bitch who complains all the time. Obviously, he chose me, which turned out fortuitously for a lot of reasons, the first of which being that I had rented the wrong sized truck for us.

"You want to take over driving again, buddy?" John asked. He was my boyfriend and it would be his first time at my parent's cabin in the mountains. Neil and I had been best friends since we were, like, eight, so he'd already been lots, last Fourth of July for instance.

"Nah," Neil said. "That makes my ass fall asleep." He hopped back in the car. "I'm good for at least another hour," he said. "And anyway, it's better than a plane."

"Yeah, they're totally brutal," I agreed. "And I'm like five seven." I smiled at him. He smiled back and looked all fucking sexy. He was in a black crewneck sweater, with the (then) requisite stripe across the chest, this one was red. I gave Neil a good once over, his tall lean body, fit and fine. 

I could compare him to an Abercrombie model, except not so homoerotic. But he looks better than those Abercrombie boys. He looks how you'd imagine Gannymede, who was so sexy that Zeus changed himself into an eagle to kidnap him. Again, another homoerotic allusion, but what are you going to do? Men run the world so of course everything that is so sexy it makes you drool, they imagine wants to fuck them. 

Fortunately for me, Neil wasn't gay. He told me once he would definitely rather eat pussy than food. But he was so hot that if we still believed in Mount Olympus and their ilk, I would always be looking out for giant eagles in the sky if I were him. John, my boyfriend was sexy too- no Gannymede, but a less mythological sort of hot. Anyway, I wasn't mad to be sitting between them heading up to a cabin far removed from civilization for the weekend after New Year's.

We parked and Neil veritably jumped out of the car to start unhitching the snow mobiles we'd towed, leaving his parka inside with me. I handed it out to him and then climbed out myself. 

John gave me a deep, long kiss and I glanced over at Neil to see if he'd noticed. He had. I smirked at him. It was cold and the guys were doing all of the work while I just stood there and if I volunteered to do something they would protest. 

I guess they were showing off for me. Neil didn't really need to show off. I knew he was strong, smart, and gorgeous, as we'd been friends forever and he had been a star basketball player in high school. 

John needed to prove more. I'd only been dating him for a little over a month and didn't know him as well as Neil. He was strong though. He worked as a personal trainer at a gym and was all muscle. He wasn't as tall as Neil though, and I think that pissed him off a little. Guys hate being the shortest.

After racing on our snow mobiles up to the cabin—the boys said they let me win, but I knew that I smoked their asses—we got everything up and running and I cooked dinner for my mens. 

Neil's really into wine and had already mentioned the big collection in the wine cellar that my parents had, twice. I told him that he should go for it and pick out something awesome. 

My parents love wine too, but they had jobs and we didn't. If we wanted to live the high life it had to be at their expense and they wouldn't grudge Neil anything. He was their golden boy. I would say they secretly harbored a desire to see us get married, but it was no secret. 

We were all sitting in the great room where the fire was roaring in the grate and the bearskin rug was laid out in front of it. I was sitting between Neil and John and letting my mind range freely over the escapades that John and I would soon be engaged in on that rug. 

I also let myself think about me and Neil doing something on the rug- though Neil and I had never even kissed, but sexy is sexy, and though I didn't want to mess up our friendship, Neil was definitely a regular on my masturbation rotation. John began to kiss my neck and I glanced over at Neil.

"Oh," he said. He hadn't been paying attention and then smiled. "Good night, you two," he said. He got up.

"Where you going, buddy?" John asked.

"Oh, up to the blue room," Neil said. There were four bedrooms in addition to a master suite and they were all painted different colors so people could identify which room was theirs. I almost laughed that that was the room he'd selected.

"You don't want to hang out?" John asked.

"Nah, I'll leave you two alone. It was a long ride." He stretched. "I know what that does to man," he added with a laugh.

"All right," John replied good naturedly. I watched Neil climb the stairs and then turned to John.

"That's so sad," I whispered. "Poor guy, he's hard up."

"Yeah," John replied. "And he's totally got the hots for you. Now he has to sit upstairs while another guy has sex with you."

"Shut-up, he doesn't have the hots for me."

"Fucking a," John replied.

"We're friends."

"Yeah, guys don't want to be friends with girls, especially not girls as hot as you." 

(At this point it seems prudent to interject something about my own looks, since I've already explained that Neil is fucking sexy and John is hot. I don't want anyone to think I'm some lucky hag. No, I'm fucking hot. If I had to pick three words to sum it all up, they would be stacked, blonde, and beautiful- a triple threat. I think I look like Scarlet Johannson when she's having a really good day and her hair is dyed blonde- I don't need dye.)

"We met when we were like eight," I replied. "We had no choice but to be friends."

"You want to fuck him?" John asked. John was really into watching. He'd told me that the second time we hooked up. He asked if I would masturbate for him while he watched.

"God, John," I replied. "That's awkward. What am I going to do? Call him down here and ask him if he wants to fuck?"

"He's your best friend. You think he'd take it badly?" John looked me over, already envisioning me fucking Neil in front of him. "Hey, Neil, buddy! Can you come down here for a second?" No response. "Neil?" John asked. Neil came out of his room with a towel, his toothbrush and toothpaste, some soap, and no shirt on. I smiled.

"You call me?" Neil asked.

"Yeah," John said. "You got a second? Can you come down here?"

"What is it?" Neil asked. He came downstairs with his toiletries. He kept running his hand back and forth over his blonde hair while he walked down the steps. Maybe it was a sign of his sexual frustration. His hair was starting to look like he'd just woken up.

"What's up, buddy?" John asked as Neil came close. He left his hair alone, finally, and looked at us. I was grinning pretty wide and kept looking at those sharply defined pecs and those rippling abs.

"Nice," I mumbled. He seemed to look better every time I got to take a peek at him topless. Neil glanced down at his bare chest and gave me a funny look and then looked at John and gave him a little reverse nod.

"What's going on?"

"Renee has something she wants to do with you," John said. I blushed.

"Thanks, John," I replied. Neil wasn't smiling. I think he thought we were making fun of him.

"Okay, what's up?" he asked.

"You look really sexy," I said finally. "Come here, take a seat." Neil looked over at John again and then sat on the other side of me. "What do you have here? Getting cleaned up?" I asked as I took the towel and toothpaste from him and then the soap and then the toothbrush.

"What are you doing?" Neil asked.

"You want to fuck?" I asked as I started to stroke his bare chest.

"No," he replied. That left me nonplussed. "Your boyfriend's sitting behind you," he stage whispered. 

"Don't worry about me, buddy," John replied. "I'll just sit here and let you two do what- you know, you have to do." I smiled and began to move my hands more ardently over Neil's chest and stomach.

"John, seriously, I think Renee really thinks you're okay with this."

"Yeah, cause I am," John replied.

"Shit, she's your girl man. I'm not going to fuck her right in front of you."

"She's not my girl," John replied and rubbed my ass. I'd gotten up on my knees to get to Neil's lips and my ass was right there in John's face. "She doesn't belong to me, buddy. She's a girl of the world." Neil grabbed my hands, which were stroking his chest, and held them still.

"So, you're just going to watch while I fuck her?" Neil asked.

"Yeah," John replied. "I mean, Renee's cool with it, right?"

"Yeah," I replied. "You're talking to him like he owns me or something, Neil. Don't you want to know if I want to fuck you in front of John?"

"You're acting like you're cool with it," Neil replied. "I mean, I think you're fucking gorgeous. If you guys are down, I'm down." I winked at him and then got up and pulled off my sweater, revealing my big breasts. 

Neil stared at me and I unbuttoned my tiny jeans and pushed them down and took off my socks so I was in front of him in nothing but my bra and panties. His mouth was a little open and I saw the bulge developing in his jeans. 

It looked big. I licked my lips.

"Like what you see?" I asked. I glanced over at John who had a similar bulge in his pants. "Both of you?"

"What's not to like?" John asked coolly. 

Neil just looked me up and down like he was half crazy, it was especially funny with his hair being all cracked out. I deftly popped off my bra and let my breasts dangle there in front of him. He swallowed hard and I came over to him, turned around, and dropped my underwear. I waved my ass in his face even though my breasts are my best feature.

"You want to fuck me here, Neil?" I asked teasingly. I stood up and shimmied my great rack in his face. "Fuck these maybe?" He swallowed hard again. "Or maybe you like pussy," I said. 

I moved over to the bear skin rug, the fire made my warm skin even warmer and I laid back and spread my legs for him. I was already aroused from the idea of fucking Neil. I had fantasized about it long enough. 

"Mmmm," I hummed as I rubbed my breasts. "Well, Neil have you decided?" I felt him approaching me.

"I better get a closer look," he said as he knelt down beside me. "I don't want to make the wrong decision." He pulled on my arm and I rolled over and he ran his hand along my ass and then slapped it, hard, it made my butt warm. 

"Not bad," he said. He pushed me over again and I looked up at him as he reached down and stroked my breasts. "Mmm, these are nice," he said. "Nice big, tits, and you're such a tiny girl."

"You want to fuck my tits?" I asked. He lifted me up onto his lap and I felt the bulge had gotten bigger. He bent down and began sucking on the nipples, they swelled and tightened in his mouth and I moaned in pleasure, as the arousal buzzed through me. 

I glanced over his shoulder at John who was rubbing his cock over his pants and smiling at me. I winked and Neil gently bit my nipple. I gasped and moaned. 

Neil began kissing away from my breasts and laid me back down and kissed my stomach and then lower, down to my bald pussy. He spread open my pussy lips and licked at my clitoris sending little shocks through me before he began eating away in earnest and I groaned with pleasure. 

"Oh, yeah, Neil, eat that pussy... Mmm that's so fucking good." He pressed his tongue hard against my clitoris and moved a finger inside of me. I writhed on it. "Yeah, baby," I groaned as another finger entered me. He swirled his tongue around clockwise and then counter clockwise and I seriously humped against his face as his fingers started to spread me open. I was getting really hot from the fire and his ministrations and felt a slow warmth spread over me. 

"Ohhhh, I'm going to cum," I groaned. "Ohhh." I like to be loud when I'm having sex. I do everything pretty porno in bed but I also wanted to give John a good show. 

"Ohh, yeah!" I came hard, bucking and squirming while Neil kept licking my pussy like it was his profession and then pulled away, removing his fingers, and unbuckled his pants, pulling out a big, thick cock, with the hand that still had my pussy juice on it. My eyes went wide and I smiled.

"You like what you see?" he asked. "You want me to fuck you with this?"

"Yeah," I moaned.

"Get on your knees, you can look at your boyfriend while I fuck you," he said. 

I got up on my knees and he moved around behind me and in one thrust shoved his big dick up my pussy. I gasped and then groaned as he filled me up and then began to fuck me. I looked John right in the eye and he pulled out his dick and began to stroke it.

"Oh yeah," I groaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me with that big, fat cock!" I grunted as Neil slammed in and out of me. "Fuck my pussy, fuck my slutty pussy," I groaned. "Ohhh, I love it, I love that big cock Neil. Show my boyfriend what a nasty whore I am." Neil didn't need any encouragement. He was fucking me good and deep, and hitting my spot every time.

"You like watching your girlfriend get fucked?" Neil asked John. John just nodded and kept stroking his dick in time to Neil fucking me.

"Fuck me, oh yeah, fuck me," I cried. He was slamming so hard into me that it sounded like he was spanking me and the pornographic sound of flesh clapping flesh filled the room. 

I stroked my breasts and tugged on my nipples, god he was fucking me so good. I had closed my eyes and was a little surprised when I felt a dick on my cheek. I turned and got pre-cum on my lips. I recognized John's cock without looking up and took it into my mouth. 

Neil had stopped pounding me for a moment so I could get John's dick in my mouth. I love giving head but John liked to throat fuck, which could sometimes turn painful. John pulled on my hair and nodded to Neil who went back to pounding into me and John began to work his tool down my throat. 

I grunted when he reached the back of my mouth and began sliding his cock down my throat. I had had two dicks in me at the same time before, but it was a rare occurrence and I was going to thoroughly enjoy every minute of this. 

I moaned with pleasure at being between the two hard cocks and both of the guys worked into a rhythm. I was soon bucking between them, grunting, as spit ran down my face from John's deep throat fuck while Neil churned up so much lust in my pussy. He started rubbing my clitoris and I was soon groaning out a massive orgasm that had my whole body quaking, it was even bigger than the first one, my clutching pussy triggered Neil's own orgasm. He slammed deep into me.

"Oh, yeah, fuck," Neil groaned and gave another deep thrust and filled me up with a nice load of creamy cum. He stayed there for a minute, nice and warm but then withdrew and moved away from me and John held my head and began to really fuck my face hard, getting deep in my throat. 

It started to hurt, but a good sort of hurt, like the ache in your thighs after you've had too much sex. I couldn't make a sound, except gags and gurgles.

"Oh, yeah, you fucking slut," John groaned as he shoved himself deep in my throat over and over again. "Take my whole cock down your throat." He pulled my hair and really shoved into me and was groaning and moaning as my throat contracted around the head of his cock. 

Finally, he thrust deep into my tight throat and dumped his load down into my belly. John immediately pushed me back on my back and pushed open my legs where Neil's load of cum was dripping out of me. 

"You want me to clean out that dirty pussy?" he asked me.

"Yeah, eat Neil's cum out of my slutty pussy," I groaned. I looked up at Neil who had taken off his pants and was standing there fisting his meat. He'd watched me get throat fucked and now watched as John started eating his cum out of my twat. 

"Oh yeah!" I cried. My pussy felt like it was electrified and John's tongue in it, sweeping out Neil's cum was great. 

"Get over here," I said to Neil. He came close and knelt down near my face. I took him in my mouth. 

Neil didn't fuck my face. I gave him a blow job and took him deep in my throat even though it hurt from the fucking John had given it. I jacked him off with my hand and sucked hard on his cock. "You like that?" I asked. "You like the way I'm sucking your dick?"

"Oh, fuck yeah, Nee," he said. I fondled his balls and he groaned and then I groaned from John's attentions.

"Mmm, what a nasty pussy," John said as he looked up at me sucking on Neil's cock. "You're such a fucking whore. Can't keep the cock out of your mouth, huh?" I just grunted and he began fingering my slit. "You gonna cum again, you little slut?"

"Ohhhhh," I groaned pulling away from Neil's cock for a moment. "Oh, yeah, finger that dirty slit," I grunted. 

I went back to sucking on Neil's dick but the orgasm came hard and I had to really fight not to jerk my head around so I wouldn't hurt Neil. He reached down and began playing with my big breasts and pulling and twisting the nipples.

"Your pussy looks like it's ready for another fucking," John mumbled. Of course the contractions from the orgasm had closed it up a little from Neil's vigorous fucking. "You want her pussy again?" he asked.

"No, it's cool," Neil replied.

"You want to fuck my ass?" I asked. Neil's eyes widened and I grinned. He might have never been offered ass before.

"Fuck yeah," he said. I got up and John laid down and I climbed on top of him and settled my well fucked pussy on top of him.

"Ohhh, yeah," John groaned as I lowered the hot, wet hole over his fuck stick. "Ohhh, you've got a nice pussy, a nice slutty pussy." Neil came up behind me and started to slide himself into my asshole. His dick was already spitty but not quite wet enough so he spit on my ass a couple of times and then rubbed it in. I felt John's dick jump inside of me when he saw Neil spit on me. 

"Oh yeah, you dirty whore, let him spit on your ass," he said. Neil pressed himself against my ass, easily sliding in, and then fucked me vigorously, moving me up and down on John's dick too. I felt really full of cock, wonderfully full.

"Oh yeah, fuck me! Fuck that ass, baby," I groaned. "Oh, yeah, it's so nice two big cocks in me, I'm so full," I moaned. They both lasted a long time because they'd just cum and we switched so Neil was underneath me and John was on top and I felt that they were both starting to break down. 

"Oh, yeah, you want to cum on me? Want to cum all over my big tits? Yeah, spray your jizz all over my big tits," I groaned. John whipped out and jerked himself off on my tits spraying a nice, warm stream over them, and then collapsed down and watched Neil finish with me. 


(You Drive Me) Crazy Ch. 01



I rode his dick with my ass hard for a while, his hands guiding me up and down and finally he slammed me down on his cock and held me there, rotating me around a little as he dumped his load inside of me, grunting as if it were painful. 

"That was so fucking incredible," I moaned. Neil grabbed my face and turned me to him and plunged his tongue in my mouth, I realized that it was the first time we'd kissed.

****

After that, we barely left the cabin. I was usually bent over or stretched out between the two boys while they pounded into me. 

I was insatiable and barely ever had clothes on and between two guys I was always getting fucked, in the shower, over dinner, out in front of the fire, in each of the bedrooms, the kitchen- we christened each room. I would fuck Neil and John would watch and then have to fuck me too. 

In a word, great. But only for extremely horny girls. 

All too soon we were packing up (having done very little by way of outdoor activities) and heading back to my parents. We hitched up the snow mobiles and piled in to the almost too small truck. Neil drove the first leg and John would drive the second. I leaned my head against John's shoulder.

"That was a great time, huh?" I asked. We had stayed longer than just the weekend. It had been four days. We would have stayed even longer, except we ran out of food.

"Yeah, but we didn't get much skiing in," John said. We all laughed. I had been afraid everything would be awkward, but the ride was all right, though none of us kissed or mentioned anything about the sex. 

We got back to my parent's house where Neil's car was still parked out front. My mom and younger brother, who was sixteen, and thought Neil was a God, came out when we pulled into the driveway.

"You're finally back," my mom said. "Did you guys get a lot of skiing in?" I have to get my looks from somewhere- but I couldn't have gotten them from my mom. 

My grandma was a looker when she was younger, according to the few photos of her, and it must have skipped a generation. I love my mom to death, but she's plain and so is my dad. 

Somehow though me, my older brother, my younger sister and my younger brother were all good looking. People sometimes remarked that we (my siblings and I) looked related but not to my parents. 

My mom hugged Neil and he asked my brother if he wanted to play some basketball. My brother, who thought apathy was a virtue, had to fight down a smile.

"Now? You aren't tired?" he asked. 

"Nah, I could use the exercise. Besides, it won't take that long to whip you."

"Yeah, right," my brother said.

"How was the drive?" My mom asked as John and I came inside. John had his arm casually around my shoulders. "I was worried. You could have called more from the road."

"We called every hour!" I exclaimed. It was a four hour drive. "Besides, I didn't drive, we were all safe." I had gotten a reputation for being a bad driver because I'd gotten in two accidents in my first year of driving. Neil had gotten in four and no one thought he was a bad driver.

"John, did you have a nice time?" my mom asked. John came up to visit for New Year's from Chicago, where he was from, and had been staying with us. He was going back the next day. 

My mom made a big deal out of making a guest room for him out of my younger brother's room. I protested that she was putting Nathan (my older brother) and Ben (my younger brother) out for nothing, since they now had to share a room and that John would be fine in my room in my double bed. She kept insisting that in her home only married people shared a room and I just gave in and laughed about it. 

John always had to get up at about five in the morning and dart into the "guest room" so he could be seen coming out of it later.

"Yeah, it was real nice, ma'am," he said. He started cleaning dishes to help my mom out. He never cleans anything when it's just me around but he treated my mom good. I guess he knew a thing or two about charming mothers. "We had a lot of fun. Good skiing." 

I looked out of the window at Neil and my brother. Neil seemed to be schooling him. I wasn't positive because I didn't know too much about the game, but Neil was definitely getting the ball in the hoop more often and taking it from my brother with a fair amount of ease. My brother took it well and they were both laughing. 

I guess I would take it well too, since Neil was on the NYU basketball team and my brother had just started on the freshman team.

John and I soon extracted ourselves from my mom's inquisition and went up to my room. I immediately got naked and he began to fondle my big breasts but kept looking at me like he wanted to say something.

"What is it, baby?" I asked. This was all the prompting he needed.

"Who fucked you better, me or Neil?" John asked.

"You," I replied without hesitation. I actually preferred Neil, not because John had a dirty mouth or was into throat fucking, that stuff can kind of turn me on when I'm in the right mood, but Neil always got me to come. 

I mean, every single time. 

I had never been with a guy who could always guarantee me an orgasm. I would have sex with him after just having come with John and still have another orgasm. It was amazing. Plus, his dick was a little bigger. Not that that mattered if you didn't know what to do with it.

"You answered that fast," he said. Before I could further reassure him we were interrupted. I pulled my sweater back on.

"Yeah," I said. Neil came in; he was sweating.

"Oh, hey, I'm going. I'll call you later." He stepped into the room and shook John's hand. "You leaving tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah," John replied.

"Then, I'll see you back at school," Neil replied.

"Yeah, sure thing, buddy," John said. Neil left and I turned to John.

"Come on, let's get frisky before you have to go," I said. The only thing to do when a guy is a little insecure about his performance is to act like all you want to do is have sex with him.

John and I began to make out and he pulled my hair. I knew then that he wanted it a little rough. I was in the mood for rough. 

"Spit in my mouth," I said and opened my mouth for him. He knelt above me and spit in it, and I swallowed his glob and then opened my mouth again and he spit again.

"You like that?" he asked. I nodded before he started kissing me again and pulled away from me to yank off my shirt. "Want me to fuck these big titties?" he asked and then kissed me again so I could only moan in reply.

John pushed me back on the bed and straddled my stomach, so my big tits were brushing up against his thighs. He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his cock.

"Like that big cock?" he asked. "Want me to fuck you with it?" 

"Oh yeah, fuck me with that big dick," I groaned. He began pressing it against my breasts, getting precum on my nipples. 

"Get it wet first," he said and moved up to my mouth. I opened and took him in, he slid to the back of my mouth and then pinned me underneath him so I was gagging on his cock. "Oh, yeah," John groaned. 

He got up suddenly and turned me around on the bed so my head was hanging off of it. Then he stood over me and began to thrust his dick back in my open mouth.

"That's better, fuck your mouth like a pussy," he grunted and shoved himself all the way down my throat so his balls were on my nose. I gagged for a little for him and he pinched my nose close.

I opened my mouth to get some air and some drool came out, that turned him on, so he started to fuck my mouth a little, moving in and out of me while I gagged some and let more spit roll out of my mouth and down my face.

"Oh fuck," John grunted as he began to fuck me harder. He grabbed my breasts and started playing with the nipples and then just squeezing them roughly as he got more and more turned on. I was making weird gurgling noises from his fucking, which seemed to get him even hotter.

Now the spit was all over my face and he pulled out.

"Fucking slut, about to make me come, but I gotta fuck these titties first," he said.

"Yeah, fuck my fat tits," I told him. It was the first time I could really talk and my throat was starting to hurt. 

"Lick my balls," he said and moved them over my mouth. I licked them and he groaned and jacked himself a little and then squeezed my tits together and then moved so his ass was over my face and put his dick between my tits. 

I felt him start to move his dick between my tits as he squeezed them together and watched his ass and balls move back and forth.

"Oh yeah, fuck my big tits," I said as he moved his thick, hard dick between them. "That feels so good, baby."

"Oh, yeah, baby," he grunted. "These are some great tits... so fucking soft." He was grunting and really squeezing on my breasts and I heard him start to grunt and then he quickly whipped his dick out and jerked off all over my breasts, spraying a nice load of creamy cum on them. 

He watched me sit up, my face covered in spit and my boobs covered in cum. He got hard again and did me doggy style, hard, just how I like it, my own spit drying on my face.

John was all smiles the next day when we took him to the airport.

****

"Hey, you wanted me to call you when I got home?" John asked.

"Yeah, how was the flight?" I asked. We talked for a while and I told him I'd been masturbating and thinking about him being in my pussy all day.

"Tibby!" my mom called. That was the awful nickname I'd gotten as a kid, it had been the name of my imaginary friend, but my parents (in their parental idiocy) thought I was calling myself Tibby and that was just too adorable to ever let me live down. "Neil's here!" I covered the mouth piece of the phone.

"I better go, my mom's calling," I said. John paused.

"Neil's there?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied. He didn't sound one hundred percent cool. I decided it would be best to play it off. "He's here to play basketball with my brother, actually."

"I heard your mom calling you, Tibby." My big mouthed mom, she used to call the pigs on the farm before she got married and moved with my dad to Des Moines; she's really loud.

"Oh, yeah, she did," I replied. "She always calls me when he comes over. She thinks he can't come here and not see me."

"Yeah, all right," he replied. "Well, whatever, I'll talk to you later."

"Okay," I said and hung up the phone. I knew that tone. He didn't want to really talk to me later, he wanted me to sit there on the phone with him and show him he was more important to me than Neil, but he wasn't. 

If Neil was going to dump Sheila, who he'd been dating for almost a year, for me then I wasn't going to fuck around and treat John as if he was something special at Neil's expense.

"Hey," I said as I came down the steps. Neil was in the kitchen talking to my mother. 

"Hey," Neil said. My mom's eyes were twinkling. They always twinkled when he was around.

"Let's go up to my room," I said. We went up there and I shut the door and immediately pulled off my shirt.

"Woah," he said. "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to fuck?" I asked. I was so horny. The weekend was still really fresh and I had gotten used to being well fucked.

"John's not here," he said.

"So?" I asked. "You need him here to get off?"

"No," Neil said. He stammered a little. "I mean, when he's not here, it's like cheating."

"We have an open relationship," I said as I got on Neil's lap and put my arm around his neck. "Remember, buddy?" I asked imitating John's laid back way of talking. "I'm a woman of the world." Neil laughed and I pressed myself against his hard-on.

"You're fucking gorgeous," he said. "I was hoping you'd want to fool around, actually."

"Yeah," I said. "We should have started fucking years ago." He kissed me and my anticipation to see if he could keep up his streak, made me even more excited than normal, I was soon moaning and grinding myself against his lap, my underwear getting nice and wet.

"Shh, we don't want your parents to hear us," he said as he pulled off his sweater.

"Yeah, they'd start bugging me about when I planned on marrying you," I said. He laughed. He knew that my parents really liked him. They were so obvious about it. I stroked his chest and kissed his neck. "I'll put on some music." 

I got up and turned on the stereo, I'd been listening to A.D.I.D.A.S and when it came on we both started laughing. 

"Something a little less rape-ish, huh?" I asked and flipped around till I had it on some mellow R&B and turned it up really loud. I have done this trick so many times that I wonder that my parents haven't caught on, they probably have, they seemed to have gotten more perceptive after the whole Tibby incident, much to their credit. 

I began dancing around and popped off my bra, revealing the big, pale domes to Neil's gaze, as the pink nipples swelled. I began shaking my shoulders to make the jugs shimmy and Neil was staring at me—a hungry man comparison would be apt, but I won't make it because that's ho-hum cliché. He looked like how you'd imagine the guy being sung about in A.D.I.D.A.S. would look. 

I nearly laughed but didn't want to ruin the mood so I shook my hips around for him and took off my jeans, revealing my tiny, frilly thong. Neil licked his lips and I turned around and pulled my thong off and tossed it over my shoulder at him.

Neil took off his pants and grabbed me. We tumbled back onto the bed together and he began stroking me all over. I was already moaning into his mouth as he plunged his tongue in mine and tangled his fist in my hair.

"You're so fucking hot," he groaned and fondled my breasts. "God, I love these tities."

"They love you too," I said as he bent his head down and began sucking on my tits while fingering my slit. "Oh, yeah, baby, rub my horny pussy," I hissed and gave little moans of pleasure as he sucked on my breasts and gently bit the nipples, just how I like it, I was buzzing with desire and his fingers slid into my pussy while his thumb kept rubbing my clit. 

"Ohh, yeah," I groaned. He had nice long fingers and he was rubbing them along the top wall of my vagina. 

"Oh, yeah!" I groaned, he'd found my spot and he stroked it gently, usually when fucking he was slamming his dick against it, which couldn't compare with his slow stroking- I was about to explode with pleasure and I groaned and moaned and writhed as the orgasm built in me. 

"Oh, I'm gonna cum, its soo good, baby!" I cried and I clung to him as the orgasm literally tore through me. 

Neil kept stroking- I thought I was going to die from pleasure- and then he moved his hand away from me and replaced it with his cock. 

"Oh yeah, get inside me," I groaned. "Fill me up with that big cock." He slid into me and let out a loud moan at being in my tight, wet snatch.

"Oh fuck, Nee, that feels good," he mumbled and lifted my legs up and held my ankles at his shoulders. 

He began moving in and out of me and hit my spot, which was electrified and got in me so nice and deep, my body quivered with lust and when he started stroking my clit again my eyes seriously started watering I was so full of pleasure with his thick dick filling me up and hitting my spot and his long fingers pleasuring my clit.

"Ohhhh!" I cried out so loudly that I'm sure everyone in the house heard me. "Ohhhhh fuck yes! Fuck yes!" I cried and he leaned forward, getting so deep in me, and kissed me and then felt my wet cheek.

"Shit," he said and stopped and started to pull out, I had to put my hand on his ass to stop him. "Am I hurting you?" he asked.

"No, keep fucking me, don't leave me," I said. He seemed surprised but hadn't lost his erection and fucked me, though not as hard. 

Fucking eyes. 

I began moaning to get him hot again. 

"Oh yeah, fuck me, Neil! Fuck me! Ohh, god, you're so big, so much better than John! I love the way you fuck me!" That got him going again and he was pounding into me hard and fast and I threw my head back in a beautiful orgasm around his dick. 

I was seriously crying at this point, and had to turn away from him. Thankfully he was on the brink and he had his eyes closed as he unloaded deep inside of me and filled my pussy up with his big load of cum. He kissed me and rubbed my wet cheeks.

"Why are you crying?" he asked. "Are you sad about something?"

"That was phenomenal," I said. "It made my eyes water."

"Oh," Neil replied. He seemed a little abashed at this proof of how great he was. "It was good for me too," he said. He pulled out and laid down next to me. We were both nasty sweaty but he pulled me close. 

"I think we were a little loud, though," he said. For him it was a big problem. He was the golden boy, he wasn't the guy who took the daughter up to her bedroom and ravished her. It didn't matter that I was twenty and had been having sex since I was fourteen.

"Yeah, whatever, I don't think they heard anything that was definite," I replied.

"Yeah, just 'fuck yes, fuck yes,'" Neil said in an approximation of me.

"Yeah, well, they're going to hear, 'stick it in my ass, Neil! Fuck Tibby's ass!' in a minute."

"Never, ever, call yourself Tibby during sex," Neil said. "Please, I always picture you when you were five. I don't want to do that when I'm inside of you."

"Yeah, I would seriously never do that," I said. Neil fucked me again, in the ass, and I didn't call myself Tibby and then I gave him a leisurely blow job a few hours later and my mom knocked on the door while I was sucking his dick and asked if he was going to stay for dinner. It was already after seven. 

He said sure. 

I laughed around his dick. 

I kept waiting for him to ask about my John comment or follow up with it, but he never did. I guessed he didn't worry about it, or maybe he had such demonstrative proof that I liked him better he didn't feel like he had to ask. I wouldn't have asked either if the situation had been reversed. If you need to ask, you weren't that good.

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Neil was an RA because he was trying to save his parents some money. He was hoping to work in the music industry after school and had had a few internships but, of course, nothing paid. 

He suspected that in order to break into the business he'd have to start out in a low-paying job in an expensive city like New York or Los Angeles so he tried to save his parents as much money as possible now as it looked like they'd be supporting him for a while. 

The downside to Neil being an RA was that he was busy with stupid freshmen and there was always a gaggle of giggling girls in his room. When I came to visit it was business as usual. 

Neil was smart and always left his door open if any of his residents were visiting him so I heard the giggling from down the hall already. I didn't know how Neil could stand it. The freshmen were annoying and the hallways always smelled like booze and puke.

"Hey," I said as I came in. There were about five girls sitting around on his bed and in the arm chair in his room.

"Hey, Nee," He said. I glanced over at the freshmen who had stopped giggling and were staring silently at me. I smirked at them and made a little gesture with my head towards the door.

"If you girls don't mind," I said. I wasn't going to pussyfoot around with freshmen. Not when I was horny and Neil was looking fine.

"Yeah, if you girls don't need anything else. I'll call maintenance about the light bulb," Neil said. They were all herded out and he closed the door behind them and then locked it. "What were you doing last night?" he asked.

"What?" I asked. I had planned on a different reception. One that involved him wearing less clothes by the second.

"You were out with John. Weren't you going to break up with him?" he asked. We'd never talked about me breaking up with John but we'd only been back on campus for a week. I guess Neil assumed I had. In his version of the world girls dumped their boyfriends for him.




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"Why would I break up with him?" I asked.

"I thought you and I..." he paused. "I mean, we've been having sex all the time..." I suppose Neil said "all the time" instead of "every day" because we'd usually have sex more than once a day. 

"Yeah... and what does one have to do with the other?"

"I mean, now you're just cheating on John," he said.

"John doesn't own me. We're totally open so we see other people." When Neil saw me out with John the night before, I'd gone over to Neil and talked to him for about an hour and we'd disappeared out on the fire escape for a while to make out. 

John wasn't too pleased when I came back and ostracized me a bit. I think he only thought I was a "woman of the world" when he could tell me to be one.

"Well, I don't want you to have sex with him anymore," Neil said. "I'm not open."

"Neil," I said and rolled my eyes. He was my best friend but part of me was fantasy for him, I think. Otherwise he couldn't have said something so stupid.

"Seriously, Renee, I was so pissed when I saw you with him. You've got to break up with him."

"Neil, I can break up with him, I don't care. If it pisses you off then I'll dump him, whatever. But I'm not a one man type of girl. I'll never be your 'girlfriend'- I mean, how you want me to be." 

I knew pretty well what Neil liked in a girl. I had met a few of his other girlfriends, including Shelia. They were all kind of like those freshmen girls, more like fans than girlfriends. They'd fawn all over him, bend over backwards to make him happy. 

I'd been to the surprise birthday party Sheila had thrown for Neil. She'd baked about one hundred cupcakes by hand and then spelled out Happy Birthday Neil on them and decorated others with little basketballs.

"You've just never met the right guy before. We're great for each other. You won't want to fuck other guys."

"Neil, you're making this hard. I mean, think about me and then think about Shelia."

"What does Shelia have to do with anything?" he asked. "She's past. She's history." I sighed.

"I just mean that I am really, really different from the sort of girl who you normally date."

"Yeah, but Shelia was all wrong for me," he said. "That's why we broke up. I don't want you to be like Shelia."

"I mean, you liked that Shelia was faithful, right? I love just- you know- being free, having lots of crazy sex, flirting, getting hit on all the time. That's me. I won't change. It's not cause of you. If there's anyone I'd want to change for, it's you, but I don't want to change."

"You can have crazy sex with me," Neil replied. I could tell he was getting hurt.

"Yeah, but- I don't know, I mean, you're a guy, you get it right? I like to have sex with lots of different guys. I like to explore you know- limits, boundaries, see what's out there, have fun." Neil probably realized he was getting dangerously close to begging. There was a long pause.

"Well, you know yourself best," he said. I felt bad that I hurt him, especially since I was trying to avoid hurting him. "We can just be friends."

"Friends with benefits," I replied. "I mean, the sex is phenomenal! We aren't going to give that up."

"No, we're going to have to give that up," Neil said. "I'm not like you, it's hard for me to have sex with you and see you with other guys. We'll just be friends."

"Oh... come on," I replied. At that moment, I felt so shitty, so low. "I'm really sorry," I said. "You know, you're the best I've ever had."

"Yeah, thanks," Neil replied. He didn't look at me and I could tell he wanted me to leave. I fumbled around, trying to think of something to say, I mean, what did he want to hear? I told him he was the best I'd ever had, that was a compliment coming from me cause I'd had LOTS. I gave up then, and just gave him a sad little smile and left.

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(You Drive Me) Crazy Ch. 02



Check out chapter 1 under Group Sex. This chapter doesn't have that much fucking. Skip ahead to chapter 3 for more sex. 

Kisses, Renee

Chapter 2- Opps!... I did it again

Neil and I moved out to L.A. together after graduation. We had both talked about wanting to go out there and when I got accepted to UCLA grad school and he got an internship at a record label out there, we thought it would make sense to move together. 

My parents were thrilled because they still harbored fantasies about me and Neil coming back married, not to mention, they didn't have to worry so much about me in a terrible neighborhood like Watts if Neil was there with me. 

When we moved out there we got a studio together and held off going to the "dark side" with our friendship, but two sexy people in close quarters who don't know anyone else—it was inevitable. 

We began fucking like rabbits. It was great. We lived on ramen and orgasms. We never talked about being exclusive, but I worked on it for Neil and he was really sweet, there was something to be said for his desire to date and nest. I mean, I felt the love-then I felt the boredom.

"Oh, yeah, fuck that ass," I groaned. I'd forgotten the guy's name. He was a black guy who had a fat dick and seemed to love ass fucking. 

He was twisting into me as he fucked my ass and holding onto one of my breasts, the other hand was on my little waist as he literally screwed me. 

"Oh yeah, fuck my ass!" I cried. I glanced over at the clock. Neil would be home from work in an hour, I could get cleaned up by then. "Oh that's so fucking good," I groaned.

"Mmm, yeah, getting a taste of that black cock, huh?" he said as he kept fucking me. He had some stamina. "Once you go black," he grunted. I didn't tell him I'd had sex with black guys before and gone back. He was having too much fun. I let him run with it.

"Oh yeah, I love that big, fucking, black, cock in my white little ass," I groaned. "You fill me up so good!" 

The guy reached beneath me and began rubbing my clitoris, this really got me going. So far, the only guy who'd ever thought to pleasure me while pleasuring himself was Neil. 

"Oh yeah!" I cried out. "Oh, yeah, stroke my slutty puss! Rub that horny slit!" I groaned and began banging my ass against him. 

I thought I'd hear the key in the door if Neil came home early but I didn't and the door opened and Neil stood there and looked at us. The black guy looked up and stopped moving.

"Shit," he mumbled. "This your girlfriend?" Neil looked so stunned. The guy jerked himself out of me painfully and pulled on his underwear, grabbed his clothes and darted out of the door around Neil, closing it behind him.

"Oh, Neil, I'm sorry," I mumbled. "I'm so sorry..." He turned to the door suddenly and just calmly left again. I heard the key as he locked the door. 

I wondered if he was going to go after what's-his-name or if he was just going to take a walk, or what. I cleaned up, showered, cooked, finally ate, put the food away, fell asleep, woke up the next morning. 

We were in a studio, so there was no way I could have not noticed him coming home. He hadn't been home. I went to class and then called him in the afternoon on his cell phone. He should have left work at least an hour ago.

"Hey, it's Renee," I said. I'd gotten his voicemail. "I'm worried about you, where are you? Call me back." 

I was a little pissed that he wasn't even talking to me. I'd told him that I had trouble being faithful. I'd tried it. It got boring. I mean, he may have wanted to nest with me, but I wanted to have fun- what was the point of being in LA if you weren't going to have fun? Neil came home that evening.

"Hey," I said softly when he came in. "Are you hungry? I'll make something."

"Promise me you'll never do that again," Neil said.

"What?" I asked. "Come on, Neil," I said. "Sit down, eat something. Where have you been all this time?"

"No, I don't want to eat. I want you to promise me you'll never do that again."

"I mean, Neil, what should I say?" I began. "I mean, you know that I have a problem with fidelity..."

"Yeah, I want you to promise me that you'll work on your problem. If you tell me you'll do whatever it takes never to do that to me again, I'll forgive you," he said.

"Have you ever thought about having an open relationship? We could work it out where you could watch me have sex with other guys and girls," I said suggestively.

"I don't want to watch you fuck other guys!" He shouted at me. I was astonished. I don't know why. I guess I didn't think that he'd taken it that seriously.

"Don't shout at me," I began. "I mean, I didn't think we were that serious."

"You aren't going to promise me?" Neil asked.

"Neil- I mean, come on," I said. "I told you already how I am. I thought you knew that this was how it was."

"And I told you how I feel about sex. I thought you were willing to commit, that's why we were having sex."

"I don't remember talking about that," I said.

"I don't remember talking about you being able to go out and fuck whoever you want either!"

"Calm down," I replied.

"I am calm! I am calm," he replied. "I'm moving out."

"God, Neil, that's not calm!" I exclaimed. But he was already pulling his suitcases out from under the bed. "Relax! Relax! It was just sex."

"No, it's not Renee," he replied. I sighed and rolled my eyes and wished that he wasn't so- himself. That he would lighten up. 

I mean, we'd started having sex because my boyfriend at the time wanted to have a threesome—not very promising circumstances for something long term. 

A thousand other things came to mind so fast that they choked me, about how unfair he was being. How was I supposed to afford the rent on my own?

"You act so fucking ugly sometimes!" I screamed at him. "You're so fucking hot and act ugly!"

"What is so ugly about the way I'm acting? I didn't go out and fuck someone else on our bed!"

"No, you act like you're ugly, which is worse," I replied. "I mean, girls throw pussy at you all the time! I'm cool with it. You could fuck whoever you wanted with me, hell, I would join you! I mean, you're hot. I'm hot. People want us all the fucking time! Why should we just commit to each other?"

"Because I don't want to have sex with tons of people just because they want to have sex with me! I'm not a fucking prostitute."

"God, you're going to get married to some stupid girl and look around and wonder where your life went! We could be having so much fun together! Come on, stay! Stay and have fun with me!"

"It's not fun for me," he mumbled as he threw stuff into his suitcase. It was really hard to tell what was his and what was mine. Our stuff was all intermingled, even our underwear and he had to rifle through everything to pull out individual items. I watched him, fuming. I couldn't believe he was going to leave me alone in Watts. What an asshole.

"Where the fuck are you going tonight?" I asked finally. "You found an apartment already?"

"I talked to Scott, he said I could stay with him till I found a place," Neil replied.

"What about the rent? How the fuck am I supposed to afford it?" I demanded. Neil looked at me as if I were the devil.

"Find a roommate!" He screamed at me. "You just fucking tore my heart out and you're worried about the fucking rent?!"

"Someone has to be practical. You've completely lost your mind! Most guys would jump at the chance to be with a girl as cool as me!" I screamed.

"Then it shouldn't be hard to find a roommate!" Seeing that this tactic wasn't working, I changed to another.

"Come on, we've been friends for like, fourteen years or something- come on- we have to make up now and be friends again."

"We'll be friends again," he mumbled. "Just, I need my space right now. You have like, a hole where your heart should be or something. I can't believe that you don't even understand what sort of pain and humiliation this is for me. You aren't even trying to understand."

"I can't believe you don't understand that you're completely overreacting!" I replied. We fell silent. 

I guess we were all yelled out, though I was still fuming with things I would have liked to say, but he seemed incapable of even looking at me. 

Finally, he'd collected enough stuff to go spend the night somewhere else and the silence prevailed. I just watched him roll his stupid bag out the stupid fucking door and he closed it and locked it behind him. 

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(You Drive Me) Crazy Ch. 03



Chapter 3- I've Just Begun (Having My Fun)

"I need my space" meant that Neil didn't want to speak to me or see me for about three months. I had to find a new roommate and wasn't sure who would be able to stand living with me in a studio, but the rent was way too high for my small fellowship.

Finally, I had some luck and it came in the form of a tall, nineteen-year-old, UCLA undergrad named Johanna. She'd just broken up with her long-term boyfriend (she'd never had sex with anyone other than him, that's how long term it had been) and was looking for a place, it didn't matter how cramped, she just needed out, immediately. 

It was never clear why they broke up, but I imagine Johanna was bored with him. He still called her regularly and sent her gifts on her birthday and stuff, but Johanna was not thinking about him, especially after she met me. Johanna was probably the hottest girl I'd ever been friends with and when I saw her ex-boyfriend, Kevin, I understood why he called all the time. 

He was older than her, and not nearly as good looking. They'd started dating when he was seventeen and she was fourteen, when they were both in High School, obviously then it was the coolest thing in the world to have a boyfriend with a car who was older. 

But they kept dating even after he went away to college, and even though he's ugly, I can't believe he didn't cheat on her then, but she swore he didn't. Anyway, she joined him at college and about a year into living together she said she'd had enough, or however it happened, and she moved in with me.

Johanna really wanted to have fun and her few friends at the university were all goody-goodies in long term relationships, basically she'd made all her friends as a couple and now that she was single, it was weird to hang out with them- plus, they acted like they were already forty and never went anywhere. 

I didn't have that many friends yet either so we went out together. The first time we went out, Johanna wore jeans, a tight t-shirt and sneakers. I was wearing a short black skirt, tall black boots, and a low cut red blouse. After she saw how it went down in LA, she never dressed like that again.

Of course, there were men. Johanna was part American Indian so she had long black hair and dark eyes and her skin was tan-brown, she looked kind of how people nowadays imagine Pocahontas, but with great T and A. 

She was astonished about the men. She'd been in her cloistered little world in Oklahoma and there the red-neck hicks didn't get into her exotic look but in LA the guys acted like they'd just gotten out of an institution.

She was pretty overwhelmed at first and would spend time talking to each loser that approached her. Finally, after a few nights of this, she caught on that there was attention and then there was the right kind of attention. 

We wanted just-diversified-my-multi-million-dollar-portfolio attention.

The only thing left to work through, was the sex stuff. I told Johanna to loosen up about it, because she was all uptight, having slept with no one but her boyfriend. She still thought sex was for lovers. 

Thankfully, under my tutelage she was able to do a complete 180 in a few months. It started with Bill, the owner of a few of the clubs that we frequented. He wasn't hot, he was a little old and had a bald spot, but he was sweet to her and she liked getting into clubs for free and being able to go in the VIP and tell the DJ what songs she wanted to hear, so we hung out with him. 

Then he took her up to his office in one of the clubs and when she came back down an hour and a half later she sort of bashfully told me they'd fucked.

"Was he any good?" was my reply. She was surprised by my blasé reaction. "He gets lots of pussy, I bet he was great."

"Yeah, he was better than Kevin," Johanna said. I delved deeper. Kevin had never given her an orgasm. 

I couldn't believe she'd been with the douche that long, (like five years) and never had an orgasm. Thankfully, orgasm-less sex was put to an end that night with Bill, the club owner. He turned out to be a good starter in other ways too, he treated Johanna really nice and took her out to fancy places for dinner before he fucked her. 

She got a taste of something she liked with him: sex and money. It was three weeks of fucking him, then she caught him with another girl and so as revenge, she went and fucked one of his good friends. She was a new woman.

We were nearing the end of our third month of living together when Neil called. Johanna and I were surfing the internet for kinky porn and we'd already found some sick transvestite stuff when my cell phone rang. I saw it was Neil and started grinning like a fool.

"Hey, stranger," I said when I answered the phone.

"Hey, Nee," he replied. "Sorry for the long silence, I needed some time."

"No problem," I replied. Johanna began laughing at some bestiality stuff and I moved away. "How are you? What's been going on?"

"I got hired at the record label, I'm a talent scout now," he said.

"And getting paid? Do you have benes?"

"Yeah, health, dental, and a retirement plan," he said.

"How much do you make?"

"In the forties," he replied.

"Shit, Neil, you're rich," I said and this made Johanna look up. "My stipend is only like, eighteen thousand."

"Yeah, you'd be surprised how quickly you can burn through forty-five in LA," he replied. Johanna was mouthing, "who's that?" to me. I turned my back to her.

"Man, congratulations," I said. I caught him up on my studies and then turned around again and looked at Johanna as I said. "And I have a new roommate. She's a total goddess."

"What's her name?" Neil asked.

"Johanna, she's part American Indian- so she's got great hair and the most perfect little ass."

"What, have you fucked her?" Neil asked with a laugh.

"No, but I want to," I replied. "She's not into girls though."

"You can turn her, Nee, you're sexy as hell," Neil replied. I laughed and Johanna was now really curious who I was talking to and smiling about how I'd described her.

"Yeah, well, how's your roommate?" I turned away from her again and talked to Neil for a while longer. It was good to hear from him. I realized that I'd missed him.

"Who was that?" Johanna asked when I sat down again.

"My best bud, Neil," I replied as I put the phone down. She had found some blacks on blondes and had paused it.

"You have to see this guys dick," she said when she saw that I'd turned my attention to her computer. She showed it to me and we both cracked up. 

"It's scary huge!" she said. We looked at the little blonde woman who seemed to be of the same opinion as the guy stroked his enormous cock and then began pressing it against her cunt. His black meat spreading open the white lips of her pussy. It reminded me of when I'd been caught cheating on Neil.

"That's hot," I said. I glanced at Johanna and she was smiling and then I leaned over and kissed her. She was surprised but quickly recovered and kissed me back, her lips were soft and her tongue slipped into my mouth and I felt her hands fondling my large tits.

"See, I'm into girls," she said when she broke the kiss. "Especially girls with breasts like these." I ran my hand through her hair. 

She was really pretty and had a hot little body. I was starting to get the wild, wild lust, even though I'd thought I was only goofing around when I kissed her. 

I looked back over at the porno where the black guy was really steam plowing the little blonde, getting his big dick all up in her pussy and the blonde was grunting, not with pleasure, and the camera came around the get a close up of her hole as it was being brutalized by the big black dong, it was stretched tight around his cock. 

I grabbed Johanna again and kissed her and she went back to stroking my breasts over my clothes and getting my nipples all hard while I slid my hand up her skirt and began to stroke her nice firm ass and then slid my hands around to her pussy, it was nice and wet, just how I like my pussies.

"Mm, you are into girls," I said as she lifted my shirt and pushed my bra up, revealing my generous domes. She kissed the breasts with her soft lips and then leaned over and licked one of my nipples. 

"Oh, yeah, lick my nipples," I whispered. I was pretty sure she'd never actually fucked a girl before so I wanted to give her direction. She took my nipple into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it and sucked on it and squeezed it between her lips and then moved over to the other one and did the same thing leaving them nice and hard and wet. 

I told her to keep doing it, I love it when people play with my breasts. It really gets me going. In the meantime, I pulled down her panties and began fingering her clit with one hand while I stroked the breast that she wasn't sucking on with the other. "Mmm, yeah, Renee," she said when she pulled away to give attention to my other breast. "That feels good."

"Oh yeah," I said as she sucked and licked and squeezed my nipples between her lips. "That does too." I was breathing heavy and my pussy was dripping lust. I wanted her to keep sucking on my tits forever. 

"Take off these clothes," I suggested. She pulled away from me and undressed quickly, revealing her nice, shapely breasts that weren't as big as mine, but still big and her shaven pussy. (I'd told her she should shave it- Kevin hadn't cared about her full bush). 

"Look at this sexy bald pussy," I said and rubbed my hand on it. "That's nice." She unbuttoned my jeans and slid me out of them and I rubbed my own breasts as she pulled down my underwear and slid a finger between my pussy lips. 

"Yeah, get down there and lick it," I said. I spread my legs open for her and she kissed the top of my bald pussy and then got down and started licking in my vagina. I pulled and stroked my nipples as she gave me some great head. 

"Ohhhh," I moaned as she licked. "Ohhh, fuck that's good." She was swirling her tongue around and there was just enough pressure. 

I suddenly wished that there was a big dick there to put in my mouth but there wasn't so I started sucking on my own fingers, which had her dried pussy juice on them and kept playing with my big boobs, flopping them around in my lust. 

"Ohhh yeah, Johanna," I hissed. "Oh, I'm about to cum, keep going, keep going." I started coming then and Johanna kept licking and licked up my pussy juice and even stuck her tongue in my twat before moving away and I pulled her to me and sucked on her face, getting my juices off of her. 

We rubbed our vaginas together lustfully and then I pressed her back on the couch and started sucking on her lovely breasts, brown with dark brown nipples that swelled and tightened nicely as I sucked and licked them.

"Oh yeah, Renee," Johanna said as I fingered her slit. I wished my fingers were as long as Neil's so I could get up in her and hit her spot. 

"You want me to lick this pussy?" I asked. "You want me to suck on it?" She moaned out that she did and I got down between her legs and began to expertly swirl my tongue around in her hot twat and eat her out. She tasted good and clean and I lifted her legs up so I could lick down her ass crack too. God, she was wet and horny. I glanced up at her glassy-eyed face as she pulled and stroked her nipples with an almost automatic quality.

"Ohhh yeah," she exhaled as I kept licking. "Oh, yeah, make me cum, Renee," she moaned and then began violently rubbing her nipples and jerked her head back. I pressed down on her pelvis and licked and licked through her orgasm. She really was a new woman.

*****

Neil called the next day while I was sitting on the bus.

"Guess who I fucked last night!" I said as soon as I answered the phone.

"Who?" Neil asked with a laugh.

"Johanna, my hot roommate," I said. I think Neil was sputtering or something because he didn't immediately reply. "I mean, as much as you can fuck a girl when you don't have a dildo."

"You should have gotten a banana or something," Neil replied.

"Yeah, would you like to see me fuck her with a banana?"

"I wouldn't be angry about it," Neil replied.

"Yeah, we could get some nasty lezzy action going for you."

"You seriously turned your roommate?" he asked.

"I don't think so. She likes fucking guys." People were staring at me, especially this one guy, a black guy who kind of looked like the one in the porno. I winked at him.

"Didn't you say she was Native American?"

"Yeah, partially. Like, her mom is Native American and her dad is some hick," I explained. "She's from Oklahoma."

"Oh," Neil replied. "So, how did it go down? You just started feeling on her or what?" This was so much like how we were, how our conversations used to be before we fucked everything up by sleeping together. I was so happy all of a sudden that it was all back to normal.

"We were looking at some black on blonde porn- you know how racy that is," someone actually got up and moved away from me at this point. "And I just kissed her. She's so hot, Neil, you have to fuck her."

"Don't pimp out your roommate, Renee," Neil replied.

"I'm not pimping her out," I replied. "But you're right. You should meet her. We can see what happens." I pulled the cord for my stop. "Jeez, I have to go I just went grocery shopping and I have to get off the bus with all these bags," I said. This made Neil cough.

"You were on the bus?" he asked. "You said all that dirty shit on a bus?"

"What's the big deal?" I asked. I got up and collected my things and was nearly pitched forward when the bus stopped. "Oh, I better go, I have too much shit to talk and carry. Bye." I hung up before he could answer and threw the phone in a bag and got my groceries, my school books, and everything and headed off of the bus.

When I got home Johanna was sitting there with some shopping bags and jumped up excitedly, when I came in.

"Tommy took me out shopping," she said. Tommy was some guy she'd been having sex with pretty regularly since her "break up" with Bill. He was pretty rich. He owned a few restaurants and had gotten her attention by ordering her some expensive drink for her in the club. 

"He bought me Louis!" She looked like she might cum right there and showed me the Louis Vuiton purse that he'd gotten for her. I was pretty jealous.

"That's cool," I said. I wondered why I'd never thought to make a guy take me shopping after fucking me, or even better, before fucking me so I could gauge how good I wanted to be by how much he bought me.

"And look," she went through each of her bags excitedly and I watched as she pulled out expensive shit and waved it in my face.

"Did you fuck him?" I asked.

"Of course," she replied. "A lot! I let him do me in the ass."

"You hadn't let him do you in the ass before?" I asked in surprise.

"No, I wouldn't even let Kevin do me in the ass. But after Tommy got me all of this!" I looked at the bags, my jealousy was choking me. I forgot about Neil, I wanted to get some shit too.

"We should go out tonight so I can get some guy too," I said. "I want a Louis bag."

"Hell, yeah," Johanna said and handed me a Hermes scarf. "I got this for you anyway," she said. "But it would be great if we both had rich men and could make them take us shopping together!" 

So, I put the idea of me and Neil and Johanna all having sex together on hold for a while in order to find a rich guy I could start sucking the money out of. 

Johanna seemed to want another rich guy and we stalked through the club looking for suitable suitors for us both, though I thought that Johanna should have cooled her heels since she already had a rich guy and had just gotten thousands of dollars worth of shit out of him, but this seemed to only increase her lust for a still bigger and better catch.

That night, in our classiest-slut outfits, we met George and Michael. They were about thirty-five and pretty sexy for being old like that. At that time, I was twenty-three and Johanna was still a teen. 

Our admirers, like a lot of people in L.A. had shit loads of money, I could tell because when they saw me and Johanna at the end of the bar they sent a bottle of Christal over to us. L.A. is fantastic- where Western hedonism goes to butt fuck sloth and greed. Everyone there is on the hunt and pimping themselves out in the process. 

Johanna and I had nothing to offer really, but we were amazingly hot and for guys that's enough. For Johanna and I, the five hundred dollar bottle of champagne was a good start and we took the Christal and each poured ourselves a glass and then raised them in George and Michael's direction. 

Their eyes were bugging out of their heads, seriously. No sooner had we taken a sip of the stuff then they were there introducing themselves and inviting us some place quiet to talk. Johanna and I each picked who we wanted. She got George and I got Michael, so we sat down next to each other and beckoned the guys to either side of us.

"Hey, baby," Johanna said.

"You're lovely," George said as he rubbed her thigh. "How old are you?" Johanna looked sixteen when she had makeup on. I was impressed that she could keep herself looking so young. My big breasts, I think, always made me look legal.

"How old do you think I am?" she asked.

"Hopefully, eighteen," George said with a laugh.

"How old do you think she is?" I asked turning to Michael. I eyed his pants, he was definitely aroused.

"Eighteen," Michael said. "Barely... An eighteen year old cocktease," He said.

"Oh, I'm eighteen," Johanna lied as she cupped my face in her hand. "But I'm no fucking cocktease." 

And then she kissed me. 

I was shocked, someone had upped the ante, not only was she lying about her age, but she was making out with women in public. It was like the new Johanna phoenix had risen out of the ashes of her burnt up, horrible, pleasure-less, relationship with Kevin and this one was even hotter than the first. 

We rubbed our tongues against each other and rhythmically pressed our lips together. I slid my hand up her short skirt. I was getting wet and when she parted her legs so I could stick my fingers up her crotch, I saw that she was wet too.

"Jesus," Michael whispered and George just started giggling like a girl. "You girls like to fuck each other?" he asked. Johanna pulled away from me, her lipstick all smeared like a tart and she began fondling my breasts.

"I like to watch guys with big dicks fuck her," Johanna cooed. She pushed open my dress and moved the bra cup from my big tit and bent down and began sucking on my swollen pink nipples.

"Oh yeah, you teen slut," I hissed as I stroked her clit. She pushed open the other side of my dress and began alternating between sucking each of my nipples, leaving lipstick on them. 

I looked over at Michael who was already rubbing himself over his pants and then I gestured for him to come closer and we began kissing. 

He slid his hand up my skirt and started fingering my slit, poorly, but I rubbed his bulge and it felt big, so I didn't mind that there was no way he'd get me to orgasm with what he was doing. 

I hoped his tongue was better, but I knew Johanna's was, so I didn't sweat it.

"Oh yeah, baby, mmm, I'm gonna cum," Johanna said from the attention that I was giving her pussy. She pulled away from my breasts and then turned to George, opened his pants and pulled out a medium-sized dick and winked at him. 

"You want me to cum while I'm sucking your big cock?" she asked. She was lying about it being big, but I supposed she was being polite.

"Fuck yes," George said and she bent down and Michael took over sucking on my breasts and stopped fingering me to really grope my tits, squeezing and pinching the nipples while keeping one hand stuffed down his pants.

Johanna started cumming against my hand and when I glanced over, I saw that George had pulled her top down and was stroking her breasts.




(You Drive Me) Crazy Ch. 03



"You want to fuck?" I asked as I pulled my hand away from Johanna's slit.

"You have to ask?" Michael asked. He undid his pants and pulled out a nice big dick and I climbed on top of him, moved my underwear to the side and nestled down on his Johnson. 

"Oh yeah, girl," he grunted when he got inside of me. "Do me raw, that's what I want." 

I began bouncing up and down on his dick and heard George moaning with pleasure even louder than Michael. I wondered if it had been a long time since they'd gotten laid or something, they sounded like they were in a porno and they were the women.

"You like that?" Johanna asked as she looked up. She was slowly jacking him off and his dick looked red and happy, I kept riding Michael but listened. "You like me sucking your cock?"

"Yeah, you teen slut, keep going," he began to press on her head and she got from under his hand.

"You going to take me to your house and fuck me?" she asked.

"Oh yeah, girl, yes," he groaned.

"Where do you live?" she asked.

"In Bel-Air," he replied. "Suck it girl, finish, I want to come in your slutty teen mouth." 

"Mmm, yeah, let me finish you off," she said and began to suck again. Michael grabbed my waist suddenly and began shoving me up and down on his cock so my boobs were bouncing around in his face. This got him going and he stared at my large mammaries while he shoved me even harder on his cock.

"Fuck me, girl," he grunted. "Oh yeah, fuck my big cock." He came and I got up with his cum dripping out of me and adjusted my underwear and my dress. Johanna was already finished with George and they were just kissing.

"You want to go to Bel-Air for some fucking?" she asked me.

"Yeah, sure," I replied.

"What about you Michael?" she asked. "You want to fuck me?"

"Yeah, you nasty slut," he said.

Johanna was sitting in the front seat of the Lexus and I was sitting in the back with Michael and we were making out, his hand down my dress. 

Johanna was rubbing George's dick through his pants as he drove and when he stopped the car in front of one of those expensive gates that leads up to a big beautiful Bel-Air estate, Johanna turned back to me and her eyes positively sparkled.

We got inside and George led us up to his bedroom and it was a ways through the house so we got to see the entire ostentatious display of the parvenu. Michael had his arm around me and George had his hand up Johanna's short skirt. 

She exclaimed about how nice his house was and then we reached the bedroom. It was nothing special, just a nice bedroom with a big ass bed. George threw back the cover and tossed off the decorative pillows and Johanna crawled over to me and pulled off my stained underwear.

"Someone left a present for me," she said. She began eating out my pussy and sucking up Michael's cum and I moaned with pleasure.

"Damn!" Michael cried.

"Oh yeah!" I cried. 

"That's so fucking hot," Michael said and began to tear my dress off of me to get a better view. I saved my dress from him by pulling it off and he had an eye full between my lipstick streaked breasts and Johanna sucking on my clit. George came over, as if mesmerized.

"These are quite lovely," he said. He began to lick on one breast and Michael sucked on the other one while I massaged both of their hard-ons. Michael began groaning, pulled away and dropped his pants and got behind Johanna.

"I'm gonna fuck you, girl," he said. 

"You want to fuck my teenage pussy?" she asked as she looked over her shoulder. He stroked her ass and spanked her.

"Yeah, girl," he said. He pressed her head back into my pussy. "Keep eating my cum out of your hot friend," he said. 

"Yeah, burry that face in that pussy, keep sucking on her clit." He was stroking his nice prick and then began to fuck her. She gave a little squeal when he shoved his cock into her pussy and then started to get violently fucked. 

I laid back and George sucked even harder on my breasts and stroked them. I heard Johanna's fucking getting harder and faster and heard Johanna start moaning.

"Oh yeah, fuck my teen pussy, fuck it!" Johanna cried. "Fuck that pussy." I was going crazy as she lapped at me and George kept sucking on my breasts and then I started cumming.

Michael started grunting and groaning so loud I guess he came too and as soon as Johanna pulled away from me, George buried his dick in my cunt and started fucking me vigorously.

"Yeah, I'm going to pound the shit out of your pussy, you whore," George said. "I'm gonna empty my balls all in your horny cunt."

Michael came back over to me to get a better look at my breasts and began fondling them and smacking them at the same time, rubbing a little and then slapping them, while he jacked himself to another erection.

"Where is that other horny slut?" George asked. Johanna was crawling behind him. "Come here, and sit on your friend's face you teen tramp." Johanna came over and sat on my face, her pussy still gaping open and Michael's cum slipped out onto my chin. 

This made both of them go crazy and George started pounding me so hard that Johanna couldn't sit on my face, and it didn't matter anyway since Michael grabbed her and pressed her down on her stomach.

"Anyone ever fuck this ass before?" he asked.

"You want to fuck my little ass?" she asked. "But you're so big."

"Yeah, I'm gonna stretch it out, get it all nice and full of cum." He began spitting on her ass, since there was no lube and George groaned.

"Come over here, you teen slut," he said to Johanna. She came over and he grabbed her (while still buried balls deep in me) and bent her over and spit on her ass too, a few times. 

"Spit on her ass," he said to me. She crawled over to me and I spread open her ass cheeks and spit in her ass and saw that the guys had put a lot of spit between her butt cheeks.

"You all right?" I asked and George started pounding into me again. She winked at me and then laid back down on her stomach. 

"Oh, please don't hurt me, I've never had anything in my butt before," she said. I turned my attention back to George who was pounding me while he stared at Johanna about to lose her anal virginity, or so he thought.

"Your friend is a teen tart," he grunted as he looked down at me again.

"Yeah, she loves to fuck," I said.

"Oh, God, fuck," he groaned and started to cum just as Michael started moaning as he pressed himself against the entrance to Johanna's ass.

"Oh yeah, you fucking tart, you better take my big dong up your ass."

"It's so big!" Johanna cried. "It's so big! It hurts!" He got off on her cries and began pressing fervently against her ass and popped in with a loud groan. I moved over to Johanna's head and spread my legs before her where she could eat out another load of cum, this time George's.

"Oh!" she cried as Michael slid into her. "Oh, I'm so full!"

"She needs something else in her pussy," George cried suddenly. I saw that he had already gotten another erection. "Let's really stretch this teen out." 

Michael groaned and grabbed her waist, pulling her head away from my pussy, where she'd been about to eat me out, and flipping her up so she was sitting on him.

"Open your legs, girl," Michael groaned. "Let him get in that pussy." Johanna opened her legs and George slid into her with a squish, since her vagina was still full of Micahel's cum.

"Oh yeah, you little slut, you ever been fucked by two guys before?" I was pretty sure she hadn't.

"Where's that other slut?" George asked looking around. I moved over to them. "Play with yourself while we fuck your friend."

"Oh, it's too much dick," Johanna moaned. "Too much." I began stroking my boobs and rubbing my juicy slit as they slid in and out of her roughly. "Ohhh!" Johanna cried as they shoved and pulled. 

"Fuck that's so much dick! You're stretching out my pussy and ass! You're stretching me out so much!" They loved it and kept pounding into her. Michael was holding onto her breasts as he shoved himself up into her and grunted dirty things.

"Yeah, you little slut, didn't know this would happen did you? Thought you could be a cocktease, but now look at how you're getting fucked." Johanna began pleading with them to stop, it was too much cock. "Yeah, you want me to get out of your ass?" Michael asked. "How about we both get in that pussy, huh? You want two dongs in that nasty twat?"

"No, no, no," Johanna said as they bounced her between them. Michael whipped out and began to shove himself in Johanna's twat along with George. George didn't seem to mind the crossing of swords and just groaned as he looked down at the erotic sight of two dongs sliding into and out of a single, tight, teen, snatch. 

"Ahhhh!" Johanna cried. "Oh, you're tearing me in half!" she cried. I started to shake with an orgasm and fell back on the bed. Michael came over to me a moment later and pressed his cock against my mouth. "Suck off your friend's ass and pussy." I checked it to make sure there was no blood, there wasn't. I sucked him into my mouth.

I heard George still pounding away on Johanna but then for whatever reason, he stopped and came over and began shoving himself into my twat so I had two dongs, one at either end. Both of the men were grabbing and kneading my breasts and I lost track of Johanna as I was pushed and pulled between them. 

They both dumped their loads in me and then Johanna came over and began eating it out while they watched. She brought me to another orgasm and then we switched and I ate out her well stretched pussy.

"Wow, what nasty sluts," I heard Michael say.

"God bless them." Was George's reply.

*****

The next morning we were sitting in the Lexus with Michael and George, they were driving us to Rodeo Drive. When I got up that morning I saw that Johanna wasn't in bed and went to find her. She was in the bathroom and I asked her if everything was okay. 

"Yeah, I'm cool," Johanna replied. She started the shower. "It was crazy to have that much cock in me at once, but one, two, three, four, what's the diff?" 

I watched her get into the shower and then left her alone, a little astonished at her blasé attitude. I was still pretty sexed out and fell back asleep. I heard George grunting and finally woke up and saw the Johanna was giving him a blow job. 

I found Michael and started doing the same thing, we fucked around a little, had breakfast, and then Johanna began working on getting us some Louis.

"I can't believe what happened last night," Johanna said as we ate. It was a nice breakfast because George had a cook who made whatever we wanted. "I can't wait to tell Casey."

"Who's Casey?" I asked. I didn't get what Johanna was doing but I said what she wanted anyway.

"Oh, my best friend back home in Oklahoma," she said. "She's going to be dead jealous. She's dating the captain of the football team and thinks that she's the shit, but when I tell her I had sex with two guys who are like rich and big Hollywood big shots- man, I just hope she believes me. She'll be dead jealous."

"Your best friend back in OK?" I asked. That's what Johanna usually called Oklahoma. "You still talk to people back in O-town?"

"Yeah," Johanna replied. The guys were listening now. I still didn't get why this mattered. "Of course. I mean, maybe I shouldn't tell Casey. She has a big mouth, I don't want the whole sophomore class to know, but it would take her down a peg. Especially when I tell her about the double penetration. We thought that only happened in pornos." 

"What do you mean by 'whole sophomore class'?" George asked. Johanna looked over at him and then kind of ducked her head as if she was embarrassed.

"I might have exaggerated about my age last night," she said. I nearly choked on my strawberry.

"Did you?" George asked and gave out a high pitched giggle. "By how much?"

"Mmm, maybe by a couple of years..."

"Two years too many?" George asked again and began rubbing his hand against his forehead.

"Yeah, but don't worry, it's cool. I wasn't a virgin or anything." I stared at Johanna in amazement. Without make-up on, she looked even younger. I realized I had my golden ticket to riches.

"You can't tell Casey," I said. "If she tells the whole sophomore class you could get in trouble."

"Yeah," George exclaimed. "You could get in a lot of trouble."

"Whatever, I don't live in OK anymore," Johanna said. "It doesn't even really matter. I live with my dad out here now cause my mom thought I was, you know, getting wild and couldn't take care of me."

"Yeah, but your mom's a teacher," I said. "If there's a rumor going around that you had sex with two older guys then she'll find out." Johanna smiled at me.

"She won't believe a rumor," she replied. "Besides, who cares if she does find out? She's a bitch anyway. She'll just call my dad and yell at him and he'll hang up on her cause he always takes my side."

"You can't tell your friend," Michael said. "Seriously, girl, you can't." Johanna considered for a moment.

"But that was sort of the whole point of doing it." An increasing panic consumed the two men as they tried to convince Johanna not to tell her friend. She finally agreed she wouldn't in a tone that said she was lying.

"You know what, why don't we go out?" George said suddenly. "We can go to Rodeo drive, have you girls ever been there before? Maybe, if you got some pretty things, you could tell your friend about THAT instead of about the sex." 

Johanna protested that the sex was more interesting but finally was prevailed upon. I couldn't stop grinning as we walked along the main shopping area and Michael and George seemed willing to lay out any amount of money to make Johanna happy. She wasn't happy unless I was equally well tricked out and we ran up a bill of fifteen thousand dollars between us. George seemed to take it in stride.

"Well, can I at least see you again, Georgie?" Johanna asked as they drove us to "my" apartment, where Johanna "told her dad" she spent the night. "I really like you."

"What, oh, well, I don't think that's such a good idea," George replied.

"I swear, I won't tell anyone about us. I'll keep it a really good secret," she said. George seemed to consider if it was worth risking jail time for a teenage tartlet.

"When will you be seventeen?" he asked. She told him her birth date. It was in a few months. "That's soon," George said.

"Don't make me wait till then," she said. "I get horny."

"Well, if you want to... maybe," he turned and looked me up and down. "Maybe you could bring your friend."

"I like to party," I said. I leaned forward and whispered to him. "Don't worry, we're good friends, I'll make sure she doesn't tell anyone."

"All right," George said. We got out of the car, after giving deep long kisses to our respective partners, kissing each other for them one more time, and exchanging phone numbers. I stood on the corner waving to them and then turned to Johanna when they'd driven away.

"I'm amazed," I said. "I'm seriously so impressed."

"Thanks," Johanna replied.

"You have to meet my friend Neil," I said. "He has to meet you."

Johanna got really excited about meeting Neil after I showed her his picture. Her sex talk was getting racier by the day, sometimes she talked so trashy she made me blush and when I told her that Neil was still the best I'd ever had, she got really excited and suggested we all get nasty together.

"Let's not fuck around," Johanna said about twenty minutes before Neil was due to be there. "Let's open the couch now." 

We had a fold up bed in our couch. It was a little dilapidated but still a good cushion for the pushing. We swiftly moved the furniture aside and opened up the couch and Johanna began stripping.

"Johanna, don't freak him out," I said. She was already naked and laid out on the bed. The sheets were a little dirty, but Neil wouldn't care.

"Me being naked has never freaked out any man," she replied. "Get undressed too, let's fool around before he gets here." I took off my shirt and we began kissing each other's soft lips and letting our tongues roam in each other's mouths. 

I pulled away from her and got completely undressed and we pressed our wet pussies against each other when there was a knock on the door.

"Use your key!" I cried. Neil hadn't talked to me after he left so I just had duplicates made of the keys for Johanna. Neil came in and saw us kissing on the couch and quickly closed the door.

"Hey, baby," he said and he pulled my head away from Johanna for a moment to kiss me and then turned to Johanna and smiled at her. "I'm Neil," he said and kissed her too, complete with tongue, exactly how he'd kissed me.

"Want to join?" Johanna asked.

"I'll watch you two for a minute," he said. He took off his shirt and sat down on the bed and we went back to kissing each other and Johanna began sucking on my breasts. 

I laid back and let her tongue work over my nipples, getting me so wet in my pussy. I glanced over at Neil and he was watching us with a serious expression.

"Oh yeah, Johanna," I moaned as she sucked on my breasts.

"Mmm, yeah, I'm treating these big titties good, aren't I?" she asked when she pulled away from me. "Getting you nice and hot."

"Yeah, let me suck on your tits," I moaned and she leaned back and I came forward and began sucking on her breasts and rubbing her wet slit. She was always so horny that she was already soaking wet. "Mmm, these beautiful tits," I moaned as I stroked them and then shook them around and then tried to stuff them both in my mouth. Johanna was leaning back and humming with pleasure and I glanced over at Neil and saw him with his hand down his pants.

"Don't waste it, baby, get over here and fuck her," I said. He stripped off his pants and came close to Johanna and she kissed him and climbed on top of his dick.

"Oh yeah," she moaned as she slid down his thick dick. "Oh that's so good," she said. He kissed her deeply and then began moving her thin frame up and down on his thick dick. It looked hot, watching her ride my best friend. 

I got up though and went over to the kitchen where I'd left a cucumber sitting out for just this moment. I came back over to the bed and grabbed some lube (we kept it handy by the bed) and began to lube up the cucumber. 

She was fucking Neil pretty good at that point, really bouncing up and down on his dick and rotating her hips at the same time. 

Neil had lain back on the bed and was guiding her with one hand while he started to rub her clit with the other.

"Oh yeah," she moaned when he touched her. I pressed the cucumber at Johanna's ass. She glanced over her shoulder, never stopping fucking Neil.

"Mmm, I'm going to stuff her nice and full, Neil," I said. "You want her nice and stuffed?"

"Yeah, stuff her up," Neil moaned and I worked the cucumber up her ass.

"Oh, fuck," Johanna said partly from me working the thick cucumber in her tiny butt and partly from Neil stroking her clit. 

"Ohhh, fuck yeah, stuff that cuke in my ass. Stuff it in me." Neil could probably feel it now as I slid it in a little more in her ass and a little more. I got a good hold of it though so I wouldn't lose it.

"Oh yeah," Neil moaned as the cucumber pressed against his dick through the thin membrane. "Oh fuck yes," he said and began moving her up and down faster on his dick so I could hardly fuck her with the cucumber. 

Instead it just pressed up against Neil as he finished her off. She threw her head back and started screaming out as she came around his dick and then he stopped. I thought he'd cum but he pulled a raging hard on out of her. 

"Come here, Renee," he said. I came over and he pushed me down and mounted me, shoving his dick up my sopping wet twat. "Turn around and show me that ass," he said to Johanna and she turned and showed him the cucumber that I'd stuffed up her ass. 




(You Drive Me) Crazy Ch. 03



I glanced at it too, green and thick peeking out from her puckered ass hole, it was pretty erotic. She kissed me as she waved her ass in Neil's face. 

"Fuck your ass," he said to Johanna. "Fuck it with the cucumber." She reached behind her as she kissed me and began to fuck her ass with the cuke, moving it in and out and around, Neil started pounding so hard into me at the sight, I knew that he was going to come soon.

"Oh yeah!" I cried as he fucked me. I was so turned on. "Oh fuck yeah!" He pulled out of me then and began jerking off over my face. "Fucking cover my f ace with cum," I said. Johanna, who'd been kissing me turned her face up to him too. 

"Yeah, spray your jizz all over my face," I said. He started spraying and gave me and Johanna each a few good blasts, mostly around our eyes and mouth. I started licking it off of her face and when I had her clean she licked it off of mine. 

Neil could only groan at the sight and I reached over and pulled the cuke out of Johanna's ass and shoved it in her mouth and then buried my face in her pussy. I almost wished that Neil had cum there so I could eat more of his yummy cum out of her snatch. I felt something in my pussy and realized Neil was fingering me and I started to squirm in delight when I felt his fingers slither into my passage and start to rub my spot. 

I was so turned on that I started having an orgasm almost as soon as he hit my spot and cried out in pleasure against Johanna's pussy.

Neil finished with me and took the cuke out of Johanna's mouth and put his dick there instead and she started to suck his dick while I ate out her pussy.

"Show me that ass, Renee," Johanna said after a moment. I turned around and bent over for her and showed her my ass. She shoved the cuke in my twat and began fucking me with it and went back to sucking Neil's dick, I know cause I heard the slurping sounds. 

The cucumber wasn't as good as a dick and I kind of wished Neil would take over from Johanna's hand but she was giving him really good head and he had already thrown his head back and sighed heavily with pleasure, so I didn't think that he was moving anywhere. I turned around and decided that I was going to get some dick no matter what and began making out with Johanna with Neil's dick in the middle.

"Oh, fuck yes," he moaned as he looked down at us frenching each other around his dick and then we both ran our tongues up and down it and then I sucked his dick while Johanna sucked his balls. His dick was seriously throbbing in our faces and he grabbed me and pulled out the cucumber and shoved himself into my steamy twat. 

Johanna was behind me in seconds stuffing my ass full of the cuke and I rode Neil high and hard, he hit my spot with his dick and rubbed my clit with his fingers and soon I was cumming, which brought him to an orgasm as well and I grinded against him, milking out every last drop of cum. Johanna practically leaped on me to start eating his cum out of my snatch and Neil watched, working on another erection so he could fuck Johanna and cum in her too.

****

We gradually fell asleep after our threesome and when we woke up it was pretty late, nearly ten. Neil had come over at four. I started making out with him when I woke up and Johanna got down and started sucking his dick, which was still covered in her and my dried pussy juice. 

We fucked around a little, Johanna gave him head while he fingered me and then he gave her head while she ate me out. It was pretty nice and relaxing. I asked Neil if he wanted to spend the night and he said he couldn't.

"You don't say no when we ask you to spend the night," Johanna said. "We never ask guys to spend the night. You need to be flattered."

"I'll spend the night," Neil said. "I have to go out though first. You guys get dressed and come with me."

"Where?" Johanna asked skeptically.

"To a party," Neil replied. She perked up a little.

"What kind of party?" she asked.

"It's a party my label's hosting. It's just a CD release party but there are usually lots of people." We were pretty excited, especially since we'd heard of the band and got dressed and ready to go. 

Neil had a car. We'd driven it down to LA from Iowa; it was just a Honda Civic but neither me nor Johanna had any kind of car, so we thought it was great. Johanna's big dream was to get a guy to buy a car for her, she'd told me. She wanted a Mercedes S-Class or something really specific.

We got to the party, and since Johanna and I were looking forward to more threesome sex after the party we pretty much draped ourselves on Neil the whole night. I met his co-workers, friends, the band members, everyone seemed to know him and I guessed he owed a little of his popularity to having two gorgeous women with him. 

Johanna liked to kiss him and then kiss me in front of people and pretend like it wasn't shocking. I know Neil liked it, but he liked it more when I'd kiss him and then Johanna would grab him and kiss him right afterwards. 

We got invited to an after party where we danced at a club (where we got in free) until about four and came back to the apartment, had sex and fell asleep shortly after dawn. I was in a sort of light headed mood when I finally laid down to go to sleep.  

I felt really great that Neil was back in my life and that everything was not only cool again but better than cool. I had the best of both worlds, we fucked and we were just friends. I could still pursue my sugar daddies and get buck wild with Johanna. 

I had it all and it was a shit load of fun.