0 comments/ 75464 views/ 5 favorites My Chemical Romance Ch. 01 By: velvetpie "Today, we're going to talk about orgasms." Hoots and whistles filled the air in the auditorium and I shook my head, elbowing my friend, Rita. You would think that third-year psychology students in college would be more mature but I should have known better. Professor Wilbur patiently waited for the racket to die down before continuing with the rest of the lecture. "Does anyone here know why we love to have orgasms so much?" "'Cause we like to shoot!" Laughter and more hoots and whistles followed the anonymous comment and Professor Wilbur smiled. "While that is a welcome side effect, it's not the technical fact that I was looking for." She raised a remote and aimed it at the flat panel on the wall. The lights dimmed and she switched on the projector. "The word I'm looking for is endorphins." She underlined the word with the laser pointer built into the remote and flipped to the next slide in her presentation. "Endorphins are released when we achieve orgasm." "I thought it was cum!" More laughter and the professor turned away from us, activating a movie on her laptop and the room was suddenly quiet. A naked young woman sat in a chair, facing the camera and she smiled, introducing herself as Dr. Annie and informed us that she was going to masturbate and demonstrate an orgasm. "Holy Shit! I didn't know that Human Sexuality class involved Show-And-Tell!" I laughed at Rita's whisper and turned my attention back to the movie, wondering why I suddenly felt hot. Dr. Annie spread her legs wide, displaying her vaginal area and the camera moved in close, spreading the image of her shaved pussy on the screen. Her fingers pulled the thick folds of flesh aside and sighs of appreciation filled the air, along with the more discreet sound of zippers moving downward. "Pay close attention to her body's response." Professor Wilbur didn't have to tell us that. The effects of her fingerplay were almost immediate. Her eyes fluttered closed and her wide, dark red nipples hardened as if by time-lapse photography, accompanied by goosebumps. I squeezed my legs together, wondering if every other girl in the classroom was doing it, too. Dr. Annie moaned and her hot pink slit suddenly grew silky with pearly cum, her hole opening and closing, pushing more lubricant out. "Jesus Christ!" I would have echoed those words but I couldn't. I felt light-headed and the pounding of my heart seemed like it was too loud as it thumped in my head. I gasped quietly and squeezed my legs together again when a sharp stab of pleasure sliced through my stomach and made my nipples hard as rocks. Rita glanced over at me for a minute. "Are you okay?" "Yeah." I whispered back, confused at the hollow sound of my voice in my own ears. My attention turned back to the screen and I noticed that Dr. Annie had slid down in her chair and had set her heels in gynecological stirrups, further opening herself up to the audience. The camera's angle changed slightly, showing how her finger was breaching her vaginal opening and pumping in and out of the hole. Sweat broke out on my forehead and my upper lip trembled as my hand snaked past the waistband of my sweats. Dr. Annie's finger plunged deep again and again and the screen split into quarters, each displaying a different part of her body. In one cube, the camera's bright lights highlighted the beads of sweat that were gathering on her body, indicating that her temperature was rising. The rapid rise and fall of her chest was emphasized in another section of the screen and the passionate expressions on her face took up residence in a third segment. Low moans and gasps went up, matching hers in depth and passion and I noticed that mine was one of them. My finger slipped into my slit and I rubbed my clit, gently massaging it and building the pressure against it as Dr. Annie neared her own release. My heart still pounded in my ears and I almost felt as if I was high. Rita poked me but I ignored her. I was too close and I wasn't going to deny myself. Dr. Annie's cries rose in timbre, closer and closer together until her body tensed, her mouth curved in a rictus of absolute pleasure. I heard other moans of release around mine and I mixed mine with theirs, sharing that climax and enjoying the high with others who had cum. I pulled my hand out of my pants and kept my eyes closed as the lights came up and the sounds of zippers again. The screen went dark and Professor Wilbur took her own sweet time in returning to the podium. "How many of you just came?" Hands shot up in the air, some slower than others and that included mine. Rita cackled next to me, her own eyes a tad bit glassy and she guiltily raised her hand as well. "Now you understand the power of the orgasm." Wilbur straightened her skirt and wiped her forehead. "Now, let's talk about how to achieve it every time." My Chemical Romance Ch. 02 Rita just laughed. I tried to ignore her but it was almost impossible as we pushed the doors open and headed out into the bright September sunlight. "What are you laughing at?" "You nutting in class, that's what!" "You raised your hand, too! What the fuck are you laughing at?" "Because I've never seen you like that before, Nikki. What the hell got into you?" "My finger, obviously." I had to laugh with her but I knew what she meant. Rita Horton had been my roommate freshman year and for some odd reason, my scrawny white ass and her overweight black ass had become instant friends. Rita knew a lot more about life than I did. She came to Auburn with a healthy attitude and a roster full of guys who were wrapped around her pinkie. I knew nothing about sex, except my pitiful attempts at masturbation and had only had an orgasm once or twice. Obviously, if I couldn't remember how many times I had an orgasm, it wasn't a memorable experience. "You've never masturbated before?" "Of course I have!" I nearly shouted, my face red as I strode quickly toward the cafeteria, intent on having the greasiest burger they served to help me forget about my embarrassment. Rita put her hand on my shoulder. "What!" "Nikki, you've never masturbated before, have you?" We screeched to a halt and I looked away from her. "No. Not that much." "Well, why didn't you just say so?" "Because it's embarrassing." "No, it's not." She gave me a wink and a smile. "It's embarrassing if you piss on yourself, not if you're an innocent person and haven't done anything before." "It's embarrassing to me." We went down to the hill to the cafeteria, had a filling lunch of burgers, fries and chocolate pudding, then headed back to the dorm room. Rita didn't say anything more about the class and I welcomed the silence, sitting down to finish an Abnormal Psych paper. Once I was finished, I changed into my robe and flip-flops, grabbed my bucket and headed to the shower. I showered as quickly as possible because I felt very vulnerable, still open like a book from the class. So when I got back to our candle-lit room and found Rita lounging on my bed in nothing but a lace teddy, my heart stopped. She got up and pulled me into the room, flicking the lights back off and took the bucket from my hand. "Wha-what's all this?" "Human Sexuality Show-And-Tell." "I don't get it." "Not yet, but you will." She locked the door behind us and led me over to my bed. I sat stiffly, confused by her behavior and uncomfortable at seeing her luscious body nearly naked. Well, let's be honest. I wasn't uncomfortable that she was nearly naked; I was uncomfortable that my pussy was juicing at the sight of her. "I kept thinking about what you said this morning and I decided that I had to help you." "Great. Now I'm a charity case?" She just laughed, reaching across and grabbing my hand. "Don't think of it like that. Now come with me." We stood up and she moved behind me, pushing me toward the floor-length cheval mirror in the corner. "We've been roommates for three years, Nikki and in all that time, I've never seen you naked." "Is that a roommate pre-requisite?" "No, but when you told me that you'd never masturbated before ... " "I said, not that much." "Okay, okay. Anyway, I think you're embarrassed by your body." "What? Where'd you get that from?" "You never wear tight clothes." "That doesn't mean anything." "And you don't have any sexy lingerie." "So?" "Every girl, who's interested in her body, has sexy lingerie." Rita's hands rested on my shoulders. "You don't even have a thong." "I don't like how they feel." "If you knew how to masturbate, you'd like how they felt. Thongs ride you right where it matters. I can't tell you how many times I've cum walking across the quad." "Really?" "Really. So before we learn to run, we learn to walk." Suddenly, my robe dropped to the floor and I was standing naked in front of the mirror. My first action was to bend and reach for the robe but Rita snatched it away, backing up and standing to the side. "Look at yourself." I felt strange. I felt vulnerable and I didn't like it. I wanted to turn and jump under the covers but I knew that Rita wouldn't let me. She was trying to teach me something and I was loath to learn it. But it was only my body, right? I stepped closer to the mirror and flinched when she turned a small lamp on. "Look at yourself, Nikki." I slowly let my arms drop, uncovering my body and stared into the unflinching eye of the mirror. I saw smooth tanned skin with a sprinkling of freckles across my belly and another patch of them on my left hip. My breasts caught my eye next and I raised a hand to touch a half-puckered nipple, watching it harden into a rosy nub. Tingles ran down my legs and my pussy answered with a twinge as my fingers roamed across the landscape of my chest, taking time to memorize my soft flesh. "Wow." I said softly, not even realizing that I'd spoken until Rita answered me as quietly. "We haven't even got started yet." My Chemical Romance Ch. 02 "Nine Inch Nails, Disturbed. . ." I frowned at the next CD in my hand. There was so much dust on it that I had to blow it off. Okay. Now I could see it. "Can, Slipknot, Cradle Of Filth, Beck--" Thadius snapped his fingers. "Gimme the Beck CD. But if it's anything before "Sea Change," leave that shit on the shelf." I handed him Beck's latest CD, "Modern Guilt." Thadius then walked over to my stereo and slipped the CD in. He skipped all the way to "Gamma Ray." Sophomore year at the University of Illinois. Decent grades. Cool new friends. Tons of girls. I mean, TONS. Thadius kicked back on my bed and smiled. "I love your side of the room. Your dorm mate is a fucking pig." Thadius noted, looking at the food stains on my dorm mate's comforter and the Styrofoam box of leftover Chinese food with its chopsticks hanging out. "Surprised you don't have roaches." I unbuttoned by flannel shirt, exposing just a white tank. When I heard knocks on the door, Thadius's eyes darted to it. I asked, "Who is it?" A feminine voice on the other end replied, "Caitlin, silly!" Shit. Thadius laughed behind his hand. "Should I go? Am I cockblocking by just being here?" Thadius grabbed the stereo remote and paused it. I shook my head. Caitlin was one of the girls I'd been fucking who didn't understand what the term 'friends with benefits' meant. I didn't love her. But she could deep throat like no other chick I'd ever had before. I manned up and opened the door. She stood there, this tiny ass skirt and pumps that screamed "fuck me now," and I rolled my eyes. "Caitlin, I said I wasn't having any company over at my dorm tonight." I closed the door behind me, knowing Thadius was about to get up and listen. Caitlin scoffed. She folded her arms. "Adam, don't be such a prude. You know what I came here for," She purred, hands running up my biceps. I shook her away. "Look, I don't mean to be an asshole, but Caitlin, I don't want you right now." She looked confused. Did I really have to be a dick to her? Guess I did. "Caitlin! Come on! I use you for sex and only sex!" My eyes were bugged out. If she didn't get it now, she was just stupid. Looking mad, Caitlin shot back with, "You're a fucking douche!" "Well, shit, when you come on to me at the frat party asking me if I thought you were hot, did you really think this would be serious relationship, Caitlin?" She got mad and pushed me into my door. I knew Thadius was listening because he fell back on the other side. "Fuck you!" She spat, and then walked off, in that tiny skirt that barely covered her ass. Whatever. I walked back into my room. Thadius was nursing his bruised head. "Man. That slut is pretty strong." Thadius hopped back onto my bed and resumed the CD. I waved her off, closing and locking the door. "So how's Northern? Anybody else get shot up there?" I joked, watching as Thadius flipped me off. I went back to organizing my CD's. Saosin, Thrice, Danzig. . . Thadius sucked his teeth. "Nobody got shot. But surprisingly, a lot of Ammington chicks are at NIU. Your ex's buddy Stacy is up there. Guess she couldn't go to Brown like she hoped, huh?" He was referring to Aleesha Crest, the last Ammington girl I dated before Jayda. I placed an Joy Division CD in front of a Jawbreaker one and stopped. Turning around, I saw Thadius rifling through my top nightstand drawer. "Dude, leave my shit alone!" Thadius was always into somebody's business. When I got to him, he held up a picture of me and Jayda. I stopped being mad and instantly grew a bit sad. "When was this?" He asked. I snatched the picture from him. "From when we went to Six Flags the summer before freshman year." I studied the picture. She had on her cute shirt with a denim miniskirt and black leggings and Chucks. I remember joking that she looked like a white girl, and she looked in the mirror and laughed. "We had so much fun that day," I sat down and continued staring at the picture. Damn it, she was so beautiful. "We rode the Giant Drop about seven times. Then we had funnel cake and almost threw it up when we rode the Raging Bull." I laughed to myself picturing Jayda holding her stomach, and then leaning over to retch in the grass, but pulling back, realizing it was a false alarm. When I stared off into space, Thadius snatched pic from me. "Dude," Thadius tossed it back into my drawer and closed it. "Look, it's been some time. You gotta let her go. Jayda was awesome, I know, but there will be more awesome chicks. You're going around screwing every girl and being a complete douche just because your ex lives in the South now? That's not right." He had a point. "I can't just find some girl to be with. I mean, even when I'm fucking other girls, I think of her. I try to re-create that night we had sex. The smells, the setting, the snow, everything." Thadius frowned. "The smells?" I looked at him. "Her perfume, you perv." Thadius raised his hands. "You said it, not me." I'd had enough of this conversation. I needed to continue rearranging my CD's. Nirvana, Sunny Day Real Estate, Green Day. . . "Look, deny it all you want, but you know I'm right. Let her go. You might find someone more awesome than she is." Thadius's eyes drifted off to a vintage Beatles poster, but then wandered back over to me, rearranging CD's. He'd skipped over at least five Beck songs when "Gamma Ray" cut off. "This CD sucks. I think the Scientology is fucking with his ability to make good music." I had to laugh at that one. As I sifted through my CD's, I came across Maroon 5. Maroon 5. I got Jayda hooked on them. That's when I began thinking of them again. So out of complete boredom and loneliness, I'd gotten heavily into playing my guitar. I'd do covers around U of I, and some girls even gave me cash. A lot of them said I looked like Adam Lazzara, but sounded a bit like Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day. Some girls even said I sounded like Adam Lazzara. Geez, whatever connection I had with that guy from Taking Back Sunday, I'll never get it. I don't even think I look like him. I'd actually taken part in a music festival up there. Besides a bunch of other musical acts, there was me. I would play my acoustic guitar and do my little rendition of Beck's "Pay No Mind." Completely mellow and just my style. "Please welcome Adam Warren, everybody!" Applause. Then I came out and I got more applause. I wonder why. I looked pretty simple in an AC/DC t-shirt, jeans, and Vans. "Thank you, everybody!" I yelled. Thadius was there, and so was Caitlin, who'd rolled her eyes at me at least five times before I even began. "I'll be doing Beck's "Pay No Mind." Applause. I don't even think half of them knew the song. So I started out, and I got to the chorus. "That's fine, pay no mind," I sang. Some of the guys knew it, but none of the girls did. They just nodded to the vibe. The room was dimly lit, but there was one little spotlight on me. Tons of girls were whispering things in each others' ears about me, and a few had taken out their phones and started filming. Thadius, being the idiot that he is, started dancing to it like it was a Flo Rida song. I had to keep from laughing and fucking up the song. I continued, looking out into the crowd every so often. When I did, I saw two unfamiliar looking faces. I hadn't seen them around school before. I kept singing, even though I was trying to see who it was. My heart started pounding super fast. From what I could see, it was a super hot black chick who looked like Jayda. She had a guy with her, probably her boyfriend, but I couldn't tell. When she moved closer, I was in shock. It was her! Jayda was here! I finished the song, and people applauded. "Thank you!" I grabbed the guitar and practically ran off the stage. She had a huge smile on her face. So did I. "Jayda!" I practically ran into her and gave her the biggest hug ever. She laughed and said, "Adam! Boy, it's been so long! How are you?" I set my guitar down and hunched my shoulders. "Good. Doing my music. Doing a bunch." Thadius's hand smacked me upside my head. Did he know about this? "Hey, Thadius." Jayda reached over for that tall black guy next to her. Uh oh. She had a man. "Adam, Thadius, this is my boyfriend Julian. Julian, this is my ex, Adam, and his friend." I smiled, even though I didn't want to. Julian looked like Jamie Foxx. Suddenly, even though I thought he was funny, I began to hate Jamie Foxx. "How y'all doing? " Julian nodded his head up. "How did you guys know I was here?" Jayda pointed to Thadius. "I wanted to surprise you. He said you'd be performing. I love that song." I lit up. "Really?" "Yeah. I loves me some Beck. He weird, but he's pretty good." Julian looked around. I could tell he didn't want me to be here. Especially when her ex was around. After we'd been through the bullshit talk, we eventually all met up at the U of I cafeteria. I had to probe Jayda. Ask her what was going on with her life at Grambling in Louisiana. Julian had said that he wanted to see U of I because one of his cousins, who lived in Illinois, wanted to go there. Even though Thadius didn't even go here, he obliged to take him on a tour of the building, just so me and Jayda could talk. What a good friend. "So uh, how's Grambling? How does it feel to know that you live in a place where it never snows?" I hoped I didn't bring up anything awkward with the snow reference. She kind of blushed as she fiddled with her chopsticks. "Grambling is raw. I knew going to an HCBU would be the best thing for me. And I met so many cool folks. Julian is a good man, too. He helped me find my way through the school, helped me with my math homework and all that shit." Jayda worked some chow mein noodles into her mouth and I nodded. She then asked, "What about you? How's U of I?" I shook my head, dropping one of my chicken nuggets to my tray. "It's okay. I mean," I hunched my shoulders. "Pretty normal. Pretty freaking normal." "Girlfriends? Dips? Anything?" She asked, surprising the hell out of me. She looked good, in her cute little gray beret and silver earrings. I'd tell her anything. Wiping my mouth with a napkin, I shook my head again. "Naw. I'm just. . . fucking around." We went on to talk about everything. In those thirty minutes, I swear, we reconnected. Jayda had told me how she and Julian met, the new bands she was into, and how long she was staying. Only a week. Just to visit her mom and Emma, her friend back at Ammington. We shared a weird moment a few seconds before Julian came back. Jayda had said, "Adam, you know I missed you like hell, right? I couldn't even stop crying the first week I was there." Her hand inched over to mine and she squeezed it. "I actually burst out crying because I knew I'd never see snow living in Louisiana. It's just hot. All the time." Another squeeze. My pulse quickened. She was looking dead into my eyes. I broke the hand hold because Thadius and Julian were back. We tried as hard as we could to make it look like we hadn't totally had a moment. "Ya boy Thadius? Worst guide ever." Julian laughed to himself, looking at Thadius, who was cycling through little slips of paper. Numbers from girls, I already knew. The guy had only been to this school a few times, and each time he visited me, he got numbers! Julian put hands on Jayda's shoulders. "Ready to go, baby?" She nodded and stood. "Yeah. Bye, Thadius." She gave him a quick hug. "Bye, Adam." She gave me a longer hug. I could feel her big boobs pressed against me. And then I smelled her. She smelled like cinnamon. I would never wash my shirt again. Julian and Jayda--that sounded so sickening to me--walked off, hand in hand. Thadius looked at me with pity. "Sorry, man. But hey, in some strange twist of events, during the course of this one week, she could miss you so much and just dump her boyfriend to be with you." I could sense the sarcasm in his voice. I threw a balled up napkin at him. Asshole. Even though Jayda was staying at her mom's with Julian, she spent almost all of her time calling me during the hours when I was free. She visited me on campus and saw my dorm room. We saw a movie, and caught up like we were friends again. Everything was like it was normally. I was even getting those same sexual feelings for her. We flirted with each other again like high schoolers. I couldn't help but want to have sex with her again. And again. And again . . . One night, after a long day of nonstop learning, I just wanted to go to sleep. To my surprise, Jayda was sitting on top of my bed. My roomie still wasn't here, thank God. "Jayda?" I dropped my backpack to the ground. "How did you know my room number?" "I ask the lady at the desk. Visiting hours were five minutes ago. Guess you just getting in, huh?" She looked so scrumptious in her pink t-shirt, denim hot shorts, and white flip-flops. Two white earphones were sticking out of her ear. She'd grabbed my CD player and listened to something. "Nice little surprise." I smiled to myself and sat beside her. "What are you listening to?" "Nine Inch Nails," she responded, looking at me. "I like them a lot." I smiled again. "You're listening to my shit, woman?" I poked her and she laughed. "Yeah. I wanted to hear some of your weird shit. I'm feeling it. Cradle Of Filth, the Misfits, Helmet, and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs? I like they asses! I never thought I'd be into rock music like that." I was so happy to hear that she was expanding her tastes even further. "I actually bought a Justice. They remind me of Daft Punk. You know that song "D.A.N.C.E.?" Do the d-a-n-c-e, 1,2,3,4,5? That one?" I laughed, hearing her do the falsetto voice. "Yeah. I love it." Small silence. I looked away. Then back at her. Hotness. She was pure hotness. But then I reminded myself that I was wasting my time. Jayda would be going back home in two days. And then the dream would be gone. "Jay, why are you here?" I asked sullenly, reaching out to touch her face. "You have a guy who cares about you. Why are you in my dorm?" Jayda closed her eyes and touched my hand. She wanted me to do that. "The real reason?" She paused and shoved some hair out of my face. I loved it when she did that. "I broke up with Julian yesterday." I was shocked. "What?" "Yeah." She smiled. "I told him that me and you had too much going on, even after almost two years. So I said I was breaking up with him because I'd rather do that than hurt his heart by cheating with you." Wow. Jayda ran her hands through my hair again and pulled my face to hers. She kissed my lips. "I missed you, baby. I can't live without you." She kissed me again, and I sat up straight. She yanked the earphones from her ears and got on her knees to kiss me, holding me close to her, her breasts pushing up against my chest. It felt so good. I could feel myself growing hard. "Wait, wait, wait." I stopped her, even though I know she wanted to go further. "Look, I understand that you still love me, but how could you up and dump Julian like that? What about Louisiana? What about our relationship? Are we back together? Is this long di--" Jayda cut me off. "Stop asking so many damn questions." She sat back down. "Look, I know it's real confusing and kinda messed up, but I feel too strongly for you to let this go. True love can survive anything. Even distance. I mean, what, the Mason-Dixon line gonna keep us from loving each other, boo?" She touched my chest, and I realized she had a point. "Been working out?" A devious smile inched onto her face. I nodded. "Yeah." I squeezed her love handles. "Been eating?" "You know I gotta stay thick for you, Adam." Jayda smiled. She watched as I felt her up, from her waist to her hips, and back to her breasts. "Just like the snowstorm," She said, closing her eyes. "I love you, Jay." "I love you too, Adam." We had the most passionate kiss in the world. I bit her bottom lip, sucked on it, and then kissed her like she was dying tomorrow. Then I slid my tongue in her mouth and let my hand caress her booty. She moaned when she felt my dick stiffen against her thigh. "Just from kissing me, Adam?" She asked, looking at my hard-on. "Hell yeah!" I said, laying her down. I unbuttoned her shorts and took off her panties, kissing every inch of her thighs. Her graceful, thick, beautiful thighs. Then, I slid my tongue into her opening, searching for her fattened clit. "Ooh, just like that." Jayda watch me work my tongue around and around. I sucked on her clit and flickered my tongue at it like it was popsicle. I looked at her while I did so, and she practically vibrated on the bed, grabbing the headboard, and squeezing the covers. I fucked her hole with my tongue. In and out, in and out, like a smaller dick. I liked her labial folds, then worked it into the top opening of her pussy. I let the hot saliva from my tongue fall onto her clit and continued sucking it. It felt like she was pissing into my mouth, but I knew that she was just squirting. All of that built up passion? It got to her. Jayda moaned for so long, I thought I was hurting her, but I knew I wasn't. I wanted to take this as slow as I possibly could. When I finished making her come for what I thought was the fifth time, I rubbed Jayda's thighs, then her pussy, covered in tiny little curly hairs, and then I rubbed her breasts until I see her nipples poke through her pink shirt. I loved to suck on them. I made her come just by doing that and that alone a few times. Jayda watched as I slid her shirt off, and then took off her bra. She looked at me as she lay down, and I saw her hand reaching for my dick. She rubbed my crotch and I said, "You are still the finest woman I've ever seen in my life." We started our tongue play. I flickered my tongue against hers, and she continued rubbing my crotch until I got excited and a little pre-cum had seeped onto my pants. When Jayda started touching herself as we kissed, and then started squeezing her tits, I knew it was time for me to hop back into action. "Oh, your nipples look so hard." I started playing with one of them and Jayda licked her lips. "They are. Suck 'em." I did as she said. "Ooh, I love the way that feels..." Jayda watched my tongue envelop her thick black nipples. I sucked on them, and then she guided my hand to her pussy. "You love that, don't you?" I sucked harder and she let out a ginormous moan that prompted me to shush her. I did it again, trying to see if she could control herself. "Adam, you asshole!" She blurted out, watching me drive her crazy. If she got too loud, she could possibly be kicked out of my room. I moved onto her other breast, delicately running my tongue over her nipple. She shivered. I saw goosebumps sprout from underneath her skin. I fingered her and watched as her hips grinded onto my fingers while I covered her nipple in my saliva. I just kept sucking and licking until she absolutely lost her mind. "Damn, boy." She ran her fingers through my hair and brought her face to mine. From the looks of my crotch, it looked a little like I'd peed my self. A little. We made out some more, and then she took off my shirt. She ran her long tongue up and down my torso, tracing around my abs, and making me shiver. "Oh, I wanted you for so long." I whispered to myself, my hands rubbing and down Jayda's naked back. "Me, too. Me, too, baby." She unzipped my jeans and practically snatched my cock from my boxers. Then she jerked it off, watching my expressions the whole time. It was bliss. When she took off my boxers, my dick was so hard. I, again, felt like it was going to just explode. She continued jerking it off, and then some of my cum spurted into the air, some of it landing on her arms on the bed. My Chemical Romance Ch. 02 "Oh, wow." I blushed. It was really awkward. Quickly, I got a towel and wiped her and the bed off. She lowered her head onto my cock, I knew what was coming. After she sucked me off for a good twenty minutes, swallowing all that jizz, she sat up. There was some on her face, so I wiped it off. "Jay, is it okay if I . . . put it between your boobs?" She laughed. Then she lay down, apparently letting me know it was cool. I positioned myself on top of her and thrust my dick between her perfect, well-defined tits. She squeezed them on top of my dick and I rode the cleavage. When it reached her chin, she'd lick the tip and I'd hold onto her hips or her thighs to keep from losing my mind. When it was all over, I drenched her neck and my bed. My bed was just getting no love tonight. Well, actually, it was. Hehe. I wiped her neck off and she remarked, "I know nobody who'd wipe a chick down after he just came on her." I smiled. "I'm weird, remember? Not like anyone else? Besides, I think it's rude to jizz on someone and then not clean it up." We shared a big laugh and continued. "Turn around." I wanted to fuck her doggy style so I could hug her from behind as we grinded. When I wrapped my arms around her, it felt like heaven. My cock was deep inside of her, and it felt like her pussy muscles were contracting on my cock before we even got a chance to grind. "Oooooh, this feels so good. I feel like I'm gonna come right now." Jayda said, looking back at me. "I wanna prolong your orgasm. Do you wanna get off me or something?" Jayda shook her head. "No." My hand played with her pussy for a second, and she moaned. I slowly started to grind into her, the feel of her thickness and the warmth and tightness of her pussy getting to me. Hell, I was about to come at this point, so we rested up, made out for five minutes, made small talk, and then we were at it again. "Oh my God. Oh, you fucking love this, don't you, Jay?" I said into her ear as I rammed her with my cock. "Yeeeeeeeeeeees." She breathed, backing her huge ass up onto mine. "Oh. Look at me. Look at me." I said, as I fucked her. We started making out as I buried my dick inside of her and she yelled out, "Shit, Adam!" "Keep it down, babe!" I said to her, knowing she couldn't. I pounded harder and faster until Jayda's muscles squeezed my cock so hard I thought she'd restrict its blood flow, and she had a huge orgasm. I looked out of the window. No snow, but instead, the sun was setting. It was only early summer here in Illinois, but I had a feeling this would be just as memorable, if not more memorable, as the snowstorm moment. When she had her orgasm, I turned her over and watched her heart beat up and down. She was tired, but I had more for her. "Sit on my face, Jay." I blurted out, kissing her breasts. "Okay." She got up and placed her pussy right above my face. Then, I went to town on her. She came in almost seconds. That's when she pulled herself off of me and lay down beside me. We just stared at each other for a few moments. Held each other. We lay naked in the bed for hours, just talking about random stuff. All the new music she'd heard, all of the people she'd met, and whatnot. Funny shit about how much we hate certain people. Sweeney Todd. Anything was fair game. She actually ended up sleeping with me that night. I walked her out of the room and out of the college, kissed her before she left, and watched her pull off. A few girls I'd been previously fucking with looked at me weird, but I didn't care. They were just toys. Jayda was the real deal. The next day, since we couldn't bear to be away from each other too long, I visited her mom's place. She wasn't there. We had ourselves another little sex session. We were everywhere. On the bed, the floor, her dresser. I felt bad because we were fucking in her mom's house, but I sort of didn't care, too. Ha. So eventually we decided on what to do about our relationship. We wouldn't break up, but Jayda was going back to Grambling. Since there were only two years left of college, we'd go through with the long-distance thing. It worked. I got tempted, won't lie, but never acted on anything. Once college was over, Jayda moved back to Illinois where she had a permanent home with her mom's. She got her career started--as a lawyer, go figure--and I did, too. We're still together. It's been a year. Jayda is the most amazing woman I've ever been with. I love her to death, and I always will. And there will be tons of 'us' moments. Us going to see Panic! At The Disco at the Chicago Theatre. Us going back to Six Flags to ride the Giant Drop eighty more times. Us fighting over who was the better actor: Will Smith or Tom Cruise. Us holding hands, sharing iPod earphones, listening to indie rock. Us moving into our own place. Us happily engaged after just three years together. Us getting our careers in order right before we get married. Us going back to my house to have sex in the room where we did it the first time. Us being in love to the point where it's scary. Us. All about us. My Chemical Romance Ch. 03 "How do you feel?" I stopped my hands from where they were heading, down to my lightly-furred mound and caught Rita's eyes in the mirror. "How does touching yourself make you feel?" "It makes me feel good." "You know why I like to masturbate, Nikki? Because I can show myself how much I love myself when there's no one else to do it for me." I reflected on her words and thought about the times I'd cried myself to sleep, hearing her soft whimpers, knowing that she getting off and wishing that I was, too. "Come over here and sit down." I went over and joined her on her bed, sitting down on the opposite end and trying not to look as uncomfortable as I felt. I tried to cover my body as much as possible but Rita just laughed at me, shaking her head. In response, she propped herself up on the headboard, pulling her thick, muscular legs apart and showing me the white lace throat of her teddy. "Spread your legs apart." I hesitated, my eyes glued to the thin layer of fabric that covered her brown crotch. She spread her legs and gave her mound a languid stroke. She watched as I lowered my arms and made myself more comfortable on the end of the bed. Then I raised my knees and opened them wide, letting them slide down until my ankles were lying atop hers. "Good girl." Rita closed her eyes and let her hands wander over her figure, tracing the soft, deep curves of her body. Blood suffused my face, bringing unwanted heat and my nipples tingled as they tightened into blood-filled buds. She reached up and slipped one strap over her shoulder, releasing one of her 38C-sized breasts and she gave it a healthy squeeze. Her fingers traced the pebbled skin of her nipple, rubbing it into hardness, then rolling it between them and a deep moan escaped her parted lips. I couldn't help echoing her and my hands began to roam across my own skin, squeezing my breasts together. I watched as she pushed her breast up and her hot mouth covered the nipple, sucking hard on it. God, I wished I could suck my own nipples! My pussy clutched as I kneaded my own nipples, pulling and pinching them. Her eyes opened and she gave me a sultry half-grin. "Don't just watch me, Nikki. Discover your own pleasure. Find out what you like." Her words made me feel like someone had unleashed me. I released one of my breasts, letting my hand slid over my quivering stomach and between my legs. That familiar feeling stole across me, the light-headedness returning as it had during the lecture and sweeping me off my feet and leaving me breathless in its wake. My fingers searched under the fleshy hood, finding the little pearl and I pressed my thumb hard against it. I shouted as warm liquid flooded my pussy and my legs stiffened, rubbing against Rita's. She gave me a smile and continued rubbing her own cunt, shoving her fingers deep into her hole. I shivered, massaging my clit and finally releasing it to part my thick lips. A thick, warm fluid met my fingertips and I smeared it all along my pussy lips, diving down and seeking more. I was rewarded with another fingerful and I used it to lube my way into my beckoning hole. "Oh, God!" My exclamation brought Rita's eyes open and I looked over at her, noticing that two of her fingers were deep in her own honeypot and glistening with juices. The sensations that flowed through my body had me gasping for breath and a deep vibration began in the center of my spine, radiating through my belly and sending my pussy into a frenzy. I lengthened my strokes, going more from instinct than knowledge and found my special spot, a spot that made my toes curl and back arch each time I stroked across it. My eyes rolled back in my head as I neared my orgasm, trembling with a combination of fear and anticipation and I dug deeper, panting as I came closer, closer, closer ... "Oh, yes!" Time stopped and I lost my hearing. All I heard was the pounding of my heart and the harsh rasp of my breath as the wave washed over me. My pussy flexed and squeezed, sending the sweetest feelings possible through my body. I was aware that Rita was also cumming but I couldn't respond. I was overwhelmed and suddenly, very exhausted. I hadn't realized that I'd passed out until I opened my eyes and Rita was hovering over me, gently stroking my cheek. Her smile was brighter than the tea lights blazing around us. "Now you know the truth." My Chemical Romance Ch. 04 Now you know the truth. When the sun arose the next morning, I felt different. I don't know how else to explain it but I felt as if I'd gone through a major life-changing event. My body was no longer just a fleshy shell for my heart and soul; it was a sensual instrument for pleasure. I awoke before the alarm went off and stretched languidly, enjoying the feel of the cool, cotton sheets on my heated skin, my nipples tenting the fabric. A low hum thrummed through me as my hands slid down over my awakening flesh, sending eddying circles through my still pond. I pushed the covers off with my legs, not caring that Rita was snoring just across the room and caressed the skin over my ribs, slowly moving my hands up and cupping my breasts. In the pale sunlight, my nipples were almost translucent, thick and rosy and I pulled on one, gasping at the bolt of sensation that split my body and electrified my pussy. My fingers rolled the bud, squeezing and pulling and I gasped again as a trickle of liquid warmth parted my nether lips. My other hand slid down and pushed between my lips, pressing them apart and pulling the hood up so that my clit was open to the air. I released my breast and gently stroked the blood-filled bead. Uncontrollable shivers made me quiver and goosebumps arose on my skin. I raised my hand to my mouth, put a glob of saliva on my fingertip and rubbed it on my clit. The sensation was mind-blowing and I spent several long seconds caressing the tiny nub until I was on the edge of an orgasm, then quickly pulled my hands away. After a few minutes, when my heart beat had returned to almost normal, I opened my legs again, spreading them wide and probing the moist flesh with my fingers. My juices were flowing fast now and I plunged my middle finger into my hole, knuckle deep, biting the other hand to keep from making noise. One finger became two and I pushed them in, tilting my hips up to help drive them deeper. My heart pounded and my breaths came quicker and more shallow, mingling with the chemicals and making me light-headed. When I exploded, I flung myself over on my stomach and groaned into my pillow, hunching against my captive hand until the tremors ceased. Fatigue overtook me again and I slumped into the soft mattress, my eyes closing and sleep claiming me once more. The alarm blared forty-three minutes later and I stretched, feeling refreshed and smiled when I realized that my hand was still lodged in my cunt. I tugged it free and deeply inhaled the scent of my juices, a quiver snaking through me. I arose and showered, dressing silently so as not to wake Rita, who didn't have to get up for another hour and left for classes. We hooked up again in Human Sexuality class and sat high up in the auditorium so that we could talk without being overheard. "I heard you this morning." "Sorry." She laughed. "Don't be sorry, girl. I was playing with myself, too." "I thought you were sleeping!" "I was, until you woke me up!" This time, I laughed. "Sorry, Rita. I'll put the pillow over my face first next time." She shook her head and we listened to Professor Wilbur for a few minutes before continuing. "Does Dani still have her car down here?" "Yeah." "Good, then we're gonna take a road trip on Friday, after class." "A road trip? And go where?" "It's a surprise." I just stared at Rita for a minute. "You're not taking me to a Chippendales show again, are you?" "Nope. This is way better than a Chippendales show." "How's that?" She just grinned, pretending to be interested in the lecture. "You'll see." The rest of Tuesday dragged by. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning did likewise. Aware of my new sexuality, I masturbated every night and every morning, enjoying the pure pleasure that filled my body. Rita's knowing smirk told me that she knew what I was doing but we didn't talk about it again. Not until Friday afternoon, leaving Human Sexuality class. We borrowed Dani's car, promising to bring it back with the same amount of gas we left with and with the same amount of paint and she steered onto the freeway. "So where are we going?" "I told you, it's a surprise." "Oh, come on. You're going to make me wait?" "It'll be worth the wait, believe me." I sat back in the seat and squeezed my legs together, wondering how my pussy knew that I was heading towards something that would change my life forever when I didn't know myself. I just smiled and enjoyed the ride. My Chemical Romance Ch. 05 I couldn't believe it. "You've got to be kidding me!" Rita just grinned as we wheeled into the parking lot of Venus and DeMilo's Sex Market, largest sex supermarket I'd ever seen in my life. "I've always wanted to come here but I never had the balls to do it by myself." "So you conned me into coming!" We both laughed for a minute, getting out and looking up at the sign again, its armless naked icon beckoning us to enter. Gathering our collective courage, we walked into the store and were immediately overwhelmed by the variety and in some cases, sizes, of the items for sale. I'd never seen such a wide selection of dildos, vibrators, whips, restraints and wondered what the hell some of the things were. I noticed that Rita made a beeline over to a lighted glass case and I slowly followed, still taking it all in. "Virgins?" Rita and I both looked up at the salesgirl's question and glanced at each other before bursting into laughter. "Not quite." The girl laughed. "Not that kind of virgin. I meant a virgin to the store." "In that case, yes, we are." She extended her hand. "I'm Casey. Welcome to Venus and DeMilo's." "Thanks." I said, looking down at the items that Rita was raptly gazing at. "What the hell is that?" "A violet wand." Casey bent, slid the door back and brought one of the items out to show us. It was a smooth column of purple glass and Rita lifted it as if it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. "What's it do?" "Gives you a charge." Casey grinned, activating another larger one and touching the tip almost to the back of my hand. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and a tingle electrified my skin where the wand hovered. "Imagine that on your clit right before you cum." "That would be mind-blowing." I rubbed my hand and reached out toward the smooth surface again, enjoying the stimulating current that poured through my fingers. Casey leaned between us. "I have a room upstairs if you want a private demonstration." Rita and I looked at each other and gave her a quick nod. "Great. Bring both of those and follow me." Rita reverently cradled her wand as did I and we followed Casey on a winding course through the store. She paused a few times, first to grab a basket, then for a tube of lubricating jelly and a six pack of condoms. Finally, she selected five different-sized dildos and a couple of vibrators and told her friend, Alice, to watch the store while she was 'with customers'. With a wink and a smile, she led us through a set of royal blue velvet curtains that concealed the stairway to the upper apartment. We stepped through the door and were pleasantly surprised to see that it was a normal apartment, not the love den we'd been imagining. Tasteful Mapplethorpe stills decorated some of the walls and the muted tones of a clock's chimes told us that it was four. "I didn't get your names." "Rita." "Nikki." She shook our hands and headed toward the back, tossing conversation over her shoulder. "I'm proud of you girls. We don't get very many college girls any more. Most of them prefer buying stuff of the internet." We entered a bedroom and she kicked her shoes off, gesturing for us to do the same. "You know, the anonymity factor. But they miss out on perks like me." She slipped out of her shirt, freeing a luscious pair of C cups that caught my attention. I wasn't gay but I envied the way they hung and the size of her nipples. "I'm Casey," She pulled out her own personal wand, a small one with a round globe. "Your tour director." I don't know when I sat down but Rita and I were soon perched on the edge of two chairs, watching her wield the wand on her own flesh. As I watched her expressions, I wondered if that was what I looked like when I was enjoying my chemical romance, if my teeth clamped down on my tongue sensually and my nostrils flared widely. She had only just started the demonstration when my addiction overpowered me. I lifted the wand that I held and switched it on, raising my sweater and baring my nipple. Casey grinned, zapping her own breast. "Go for it." I did. My Chemical Romance Ch. 06 The sensation was, for no other word, electric. I kept the tip inches from my flesh and clasped my legs together as my pussy muscles spasmed uncontrollably. There was something wicked about the whole thing; something that spoke of dark, smoky rooms and drawn curtains and I got off on that whole thing. The good girl who is secretly bad under her pretty skin. I looked down and watched the purple charge arc onto my skin, blazing a goosebumped trail across my nipples and drawing them into instant hard buds. "Jesus!" Rita's exclamation echoed in the room and I looked over to see Casey bent over Rita's naked chest, wielding a wand above her. "This is incredible!" Casey just grinned. "I told you so." She let the wand move down, the beam arcing over Rita's trembling stomach. "Now, just imagine what it'll feel like on your clit." I turned my attentions back to my own pleasure and set the wand down to remove my jeans and panties. Rita gave me a strange look; I think she was just surprised at the each with which I undressed in front of a perfect stranger but my curiosity was stronger than my vanity. I lay down on the bed and spread my legs. Casey left Rita's side and came to me, bringing a vibrator with her. She twisted it into buzzing life and touched the tip to my nipple. The breath left my throat at the exquisite sensations and I thumbed the wand back on and pulling the hood of my pud back, I lowered it until the purple electrical fingers found my clit. After that, I forgot to breathe. My pussy and my asshole both answered the wand's call, clenching and sending shivers through my body. She moved the vibrator onto my other nipple, circling the sensitive flesh. "Ready?" I didn't know what she was talking about but I nodded anyway. She grasped my wrist, clicked the wand up another notch and a more intense surge of energy attacked my clit, once again leaving me breathless. She moved down between my legs and I heard the buzz of the vibrator raise higher. Without a warning, she slid the vibrating instrument into my pussy. I exploded almost immediately, my pussy clamping down on the vibrator as the wand fueled my orgasm. Casey turned the instrument off and left me to enjoy the sweet aftermath of my release and moved over to Rita, who was a bit shyer than me. "Come on, Rita. Let me help you." "I ... " "Let me do it." I said weakly and sat up, turning my wand off. I looked over at Rita and shook my head at the look of uncertainty on her face. Casey placed a larger vibrator in my hand and took my wand, standing on the other side of the bed to use it on her. "I don't know about this, Nikki." "Hey, you're the one that brought me here." I clicked the vibrator on and pulled the edge of her halter dress back, exposing her brown nipple. She gasped when I touched the vibrator to her breast, keeping her attention on me while Casey pulled the hem of her dress up, revealing her pink satin thong. I traded places with Casey and slid my hands down Rita's thighs, pulling the panties off and spreading her legs open. I crawled between her legs, took the vibrator in one hand and the wand in the other and smiled down at Rita. "See you when you return to earth." Casey pushed Rita's thick fold of pud up and I turned the wand on. Rita yelped and gasped at the same time, her body going rigid as I applied the electrical instrument to her clit. She moaned, opening her eyes and looking up at me. I knew what she was feeling, what she was trying to say. She was just as amazed at the sensation as I was. I held up the vibrator, asked Casey to turn it on medium speed and rubbed it up and down Rita's slick slit before plunging it inside. "Oh!" Casey took the wand while I moved the vibrator in and out of her clutching hole. Her entire body shook as I pumped her, her hands tightly grasping the sheets and her head twisting from side to side. Her panting moans got louder with each stroke and Casey looked over at me and gave me a small nod. In concert, we turned both instruments up and Rita screamed in pleasure, her body bucking against my hand as her orgasm claimed her. We removed the instruments and sat on either side of her, gently caressing her while she came back to earth. When she opened her eyes, I smiled at her. "Welcome back." My Chemical Romance Ch. 07 "That was amazing." Rita breathed, no longer shy about being naked as she lay between Casey and me. "Jesus, I've never cum so hard in my entire life." "Me, either." I started putting my clothes back on until Casey touched my hand, stopping me. "You're leaving so soon?" "Well, I want to take my stuff home and start practicing." "Are you sure?" She rubbed my arm, sending a shiver through me and filled my mind with dark thoughts. "We could have some fun ... " "Maybe another time." Rita tugged her skirt down and tied her halter top as she slid off the bed. "I've got to meet Brad at the library to study for the final." "Oh." I smiled at Casey. "Maybe another time." We gathered our items and Casey packed our bags, handing them to us at the door. "Thanks for the demonstration." "I work Friday, Saturday and Sunday night but since I live here I'm always available." I caught the inference in her words and looked away with a shy smile, my face flaming and Rita gave me a wink. "Don't hesitate to give me a call if you need additional help with your wand." We drove back to campus and giggled the entire way up the stairs, clutching out purchases. We were very surprised when we started unpacking things, gasping as the vibrators she'd used on us were also inside. "Wow, that was awfully nice of her." "Yeah, it was." "Why didn't you tell me that you wanted to stay? I would've come back for you." I shrugged, putting the toys away and asking myself that same question. "You had to get back to study." "I made that up because you seemed uncomfortable with her." Rita grabbed us beers from the fridge and handed one to me. "She was cute, Nikki. You should have stayed." "I'm not gay, Rita." "Having sex with a woman doesn't necessarily mean that you're gay. It means that you're curious." She took a deep swallow. "And who knows? Maybe you'll find something out about yourself." "What do you mean by that?" She sat on the bed, kicking her shoes off. "I slept with Miss Perkins." "Miss Perkins?" I nearly shouted incredulously. "The art teacher?" "Yeah. She was kinda hot in those floral smocks she used to wear." Rita chuckled as if she was telling a private joke to herself. "One day after school, I was refilling the clay pot and I saw her pull her hair out of that bun she always wore. I was in love." "In love? With her hair?" "No, dumbass." She threw an empty cardboard package at me and I ducked. "But that hair sure made me want to find out what was under that smock. It was so thick and golden like honey and the way it felt in my hands ... " Her sigh made the blood rush to my face. "It was like silk." "And that made you want to have sex with her?" "Yeah. I can't explain it but that was the thing that made me hot." "And you got it on with Miss Perkins?" "Yep and it was good!" I shook my head, laughing. "I just can't ... you and Miss Perkins!" "Alisha." "What?" "Her name is Alisha." "Ugh! I don't want to know about it!" I turned my back on Rita but I was secretly jealous of my roommate, envisioning her creamy brown thighs open and the diminutive Alisha Perkins face down, eating her juicy pussy. My nipples were hardening as I tried not to look at her but I think she knew. "You should have stayed, Nikki." "Rita ... " "No, Nikki. Quit worrying about what someone else is thinking. Live a little. Try something new." It wasn't the possibility of trying something new that was scaring the shit out of me; it was the feelings that I was desperately trying to keep hidden. Why? Because I wasn't ready to admit the truth of my emotions to myself. I had a crush on a woman. Rita placed the phone in my hand, folding my fingers over it. "Call her." * * * * * I don't know why I did it. In fact, I could probably tell you that I couldn't remember how I got there but suddenly, I found myself in Dani's car, sitting in the parking lot of Venus and DeMilo's, staring up at the bank of lighted windows above the store. "Get out." I whispered to myself, looking down at my white-knuckled hands tightly wrapped around the steering wheel. "Get out of the god-damned car." My Chemical Romance Ch. 08 I strode into the store with the confidence I wish I'd had the first time and headed straight for the lighted case of vibrators and dildos. I had seen Casey in the back of the store and avoided her eyes, wanting her to come to me so I lingered over the sleek toys, my mouth nearly watering over the possibilities that lay within. "Back so soon?" I shrugged, still avoiding her glare. "I wanted to buy something for a friend." Casey smiled and stepped behind the case, sliding the door aside. "Tell me about her." "She's shy. Quiet. Just learning about her sexuality … " "Interested in exploring?" This time, I met her eyes, holding them and responding with a raspy, "Yes." Time seemed to slow, then freeze as she reached over and rubbed her fingers against the back of my hand. "Come with me. I have something special in mind." Her words made a deep trembling start in my stomach and I nearly stumbled, following her to the back of the store. We paused at the entrance to where the live shows were held and she went behind the counter, retrieved a new dildo and a thin vibrator and dumped a fistful of tokens in my hand. Casey whisked the velvet curtain aside and escorted me down a hallway, using a key card to open the fourth door. The room was dimly lit and consisted of four black walls, a beat-up wicker chair and an ottoman. She closed the door behind us, pulled her shirt off and laid it on the chair, then wrenched the toys out of their plastic prisons, setting them on her shirt. I gazed hungrily at her bra-clad breasts and she smiled widely at me, taking a token out of my hand and dropping it into the machine. The window slid up and a naked young man and woman gave us a grin, then turned to each other, caressing various body parts and kissing passionately. Casey's hands on my shoulders startled me but I allowed her to slide my shirt over my head, loving the feel of her hands on my skin. "So tell me … " Her hands moved around my waist, pulling on the button on my pants and yanking my zipper down. "Why is your friend suddenly interested in exploring?" The heat of her breath on the back of my neck made me gasp and shiver. "She saw something she liked." "Oh, yeah?" I wanted to lean back against Casey and to feel her hands on my breasts but she moved away, pushing my pants down and bending to remove them from my body. My attention returned to the couple in the window and I added two more tokens to the machine. Casey pointed to the ottoman. "Get on your hands and knees." I thought to ask her why but the curious part of me did as I was ordered, trembling when she ran a hand down the inside of my thighs, gently pressing my legs open. Her fat tongue swabbed my moist hole, sliding up from the front to the back and laving my asshole as well. I gasped and pushed back, but again, she moved away. I wasn't to be disappointed for long. The blunt, rounded head of the dildo pressed into me and I held onto the window's ledge, breathlessly watching the couple fuck as Casey pumped me. "Oh, God, yes!" She pushed it all the way in, then tugged it out, giving my ass a stinging slap with each extraction and the wet sounds of my gushing pussy filled the tiny room, mingling with my gasps. I heard the buzzing of the vibrator but it didn't really register until I felt the buzzing tip circling, then entering my asshole. The combination of the dildo and the vibrator plunged me into a state of continuous bliss, Casey's efforts keeping my toes curling as I hurtled toward a teeth-jarring orgasm. When she plunged the vibrator in to the hilt, I exploded, shouting as my pussy clutched the dildo, rippling against the plastic. She kept the vibrator shoved into my hole, twisting the dildo and drawing sweet, deep tremors that made me sob in pleasure. The window silently slid closed and it was several minutes before I realized that the couple was finished. "God, that was fantastic." I stood and held onto Casey as she pulled my pants back up and slipped my shirt over my shoulders. I suddenly realized that I didn't want just toys any more. My addiction was growing and Casey was about to become its next victim. She seemed to notice the change in my attitude and moved close, her lips just inches from mine. "Wanna try my toys?"