17 comments/ 30682 views/ 28 favorites Joining a Fraternity By: realpussyboy I love to hear (even anonymously) from readers who have enjoyed my stories... if this gets you off, please consider leaving a comment :) ***** It all started at the beginning of my junior year in college at the University of Colorado. I spent my freshman and sophomore years at Smith College, a fine women-only institution, but I realized early in my freshman year that I was more of a Steve than a Stephanie. As a sophomore, I realized that I didn't want my resume to forever brand me as a transsexual (after all, it's hard to go stealth when you're a guy with a degree from a school that only admits women), so I decided it was time to finish my degree elsewhere. By the time I transferred, I sported a 2.5 inch "cock" (testosterone was very kind to my clit) and a full beard... I had put on about 20 lbs. of muscle and had developed a six pack and nice treasure trail. Perhaps needless to say, I was passing 100% of the time and loving it. Though I hadn't been especially popular with the ladies at Smith, all of whom obviously knew my history, Colorado was a different story: I was lucky enough to immediately find a hot, smart girlfriend (Karen) who was cool enough with the trans thing, as long as I didn't go public about it. Though she's straight, she loves sucking my still-growing cock... and because she's straight, she also doesn't want anyone to find out about my former identity, which is just the way I like it. One of the problems I had dating lesbians was that they wanted everyone to know what was in my pants, which is BS. Anyway, that's how I ended up pledging to a fraternity towards the beginning of my junior year and moving into the frat house. I figured what better way to learn how to really be a guy's guy than to join a frat. All of the other new pledges were freshman and, because rooms were assigned based on seniority in the frat, I wasn't lucky enough to score a single... instead, I ended up rooming with Josh, a nice kid from Ohio who rowed crew and was about as un-"bro"-ey as you can imagine. He was actually kind of cute and I enjoyed watching him put on his jockstrap in the wee hours of the morning as he got ready for rowing practice and I pretended to sleep. His cock seemed to be average in size, but with a large head and a nice foreskin, and his balls filled out the jock nicely and created quite a bulge. He would occasionally give his cock a quick jerk or two as he put his jock on - playing with himself more than really jerking off - but I appreciated the opportunity it gave me to view his fat cockhead from up close... and because I was on the bottom bunk and he thought I was asleep, it really was from up close sometimes. He would put his jock on with his cock only a couple feet from my face on some mornings. Speaking of cock, though I only wanted to date girls, testosterone did something weird to my sex drive. Before going on T, I had never wanted anything in my pussy... in fact, I tried to pretend that it didn't exist. After a while on T though, all I could think about was taking a hard, fat cock in my pussy... I wanted to feel a cock stretch me open and leave my hole full of cum. The problem with this, of course, is that I had a girlfriend who would definitely not be cool with me having sex with anyone else, especially another guy, and who would have a hard time understanding that I could be a man, but still want to get my pussy, which she tried to pretend I didn't have, filled with cock every so often. It didn't feel like a gender thing or sexual orientation thing as much as an instinctual thing... my pussy was full of nerve endings and it just seemed like a cock was the right tool—the natural tool, even—to stimulate all of them...basically, it felt like being stretched by a cock and filled with sperm was my pussy's birthright that I was unfairly preventing it from exercising. And I knew I wasn't gay: I didn't want to date guys and honestly didn't usually find them all that attractive, I just wanted to drain their balls into my hole. But back to the events at hand... After having my own room the previous year at Smith, it was weird sharing a room again. I had gotten used to being able to jerk off whenever I was horny, which was all the time. Now I had to do it either when I knew Josh was going to be out of the room (thank God for early morning crew practice!) or under the covers when I thought he was asleep at night. Because crew practice happened so early in the morning, he went to sleep much earlier than is normal for a college student, especially a frat brother. One evening, a few months into the school year, I thought Josh, who had the top bunk, was asleep, so I decided to discretely jerk off under the covers, but I was having a hard time being discrete, I guess. I had retrieved my dildo, which I kept hidden in my bunk with me, and was plunging it in and out of my drenched snatch with one hand while jerking my cock with my other hand. I was pretty into it and I guess my hip-jerking was shaking the bed and woke Josh. "Are you jerking off down there?" he whispered. "Yeah... does that bother you?" I groaned in reply. Somehow, it made me even hornier to know that Josh knew I was masturbating, even if he didn't know exactly how I was doing it. Josh didn't answer immediately, but I felt movement in the bed and then heard what could only be the sound of him beating his meat in the bunk above me. At some point, we got into the same rhythm and he was jerking his cock at the same pace I was pushing the dildo into my pussy. When I heard him softly moan, I knew he was shooting his load, and the mental image of his thick cum squirting out of the slit in his swollen cockhead made me cum also. I pressed my dildo as far into me as it could possibly go and held it hard against my cervix squeezing it tightly with my cunt muscles and imagining that it was a real cock shooting a load of semen into me. It was a little awkward right after we both came. I guess neither of us really wanted to acknowledge what had happened. Almost a week went by with no mention of our joint jerking, then one night, as I was lying in bed trying to decide whether I should attempt to jerk off again, I heard Josh say something quietly. "Are you still awake?" he asked. "Yeah," I quietly responded. "I'm super horny again, man... would you mind if I jerk off again? I thought college was going to be all about getting girls, but it's just like high school. My life revolves around rowing and I haven't even met any girls. Three months at college and I'm still a virgin." This time, I didn't respond. I just began to jerk off and I noticed by the shaking of the bed that he quickly joined me. As we jerked off together, each in our own bed and unseen by the other, I began to hatch a plan. My virgin pussy wanted to experience a real fucking for the first time; his cock wanted to experience a pussy for the first time... what I needed to figure out a way to make this happen without him figuring out that I'm a transsexual and things getting weird between us. By the time we came, I had an idea. "Josh, I think I might know a girl who can help you out with your problem." "What do you mean?" he replied. "Let me check in with her tomorrow and I'll get back to you," I said, realizing that I had to think this through a little more and figure out some details. The next evening, as we were laying in bed again, Josh asked me what I meant the night before about knowing a girl who might be able to help him. "I have a friend in one of my classes who has been talking to me about wanting to lose her virginity. She doesn't want to wait until she's in a serious relationship because she thinks her being a virgin makes things weird... the guys she dates are always freaked out about her being a virgin. They of course want to have sex with her, but don't want the responsibility of being the one to pop her cherry. So she's been trying to figure out a way to do it anonymously. I talked to her about you, and if you're willing to do a couple things, she'd be willing to have sex with you." "What kind of things?" I had already thought about this, so I said: "She wants the room dark and she wants you to wear a blindfold. She wants you to keep your hands completely off of her... and she doesn't want to exchange any conversation or anything that would reveal her identity. Basically, she wants to find you laying there in the dark and she'll ride you until you both cum. She said you don't have to worry about getting her pregnant... she's protected." The last part wasn't entirely true: I was taking a full dose of testosterone every two weeks, but I was not technically using any other form of protection. Like the rest of my plan, this method of "protection" wasn't foolproof, but would probably work... and I was so horny and wanted so badly to finally feel my pussy stretched by a cock that those odds were good enough for me. I could have made it one of the conditions that he wear a condom, but I really didn't want to. I wanted to feel his cock rubbing against the slick walls of my pussy skin-on-skin... and I wanted to experience having my pussy full of semen and having sperm swimming around in my hole. I knew that taking loads in my hole without any protection other than T was a little risky, but this whole plan was a little risky... and I was a 20-year old frat boy full of testosterone and horny as hell, so who cared about a little risk? Josh barely paused long enough to think about it before he said "that sounds good... when can she come over?" "I'll shoot her a text to ask her," I said... and I grabbed my phone, pretending to send a text. I waited a minute and then said "she wants to know whether tomorrow night works for you." "Sure," he said, and when I confirmed that "she" would come over at 9pm the following evening, our plans were set. The next day passed super slowly. As my Exercise Physiology instructor talked about squats, I couldn't help but think about squatting over Josh's prone body and sinking my dripping sheath over his pre-cum glazed cock. In Advanced Human Biology, all I could think about, of course, was sperm swimming around in vaginas—particularly Josh's sperm swimming around in my vagina—and whether my ovaries could still possibly be releasing eggs after two years of testosterone. I decided such an occurrence was very unlikely. Finally, it was almost 9pm and Josh was getting ready for the big event. "Where should I lay?" he asked. I hadn't thought about that. There wasn't enough room for "the girl" to ride him on either of the bunks and there wasn't really enough space in our tiny room to unbunk the beds. Besides, in order for my plan to work, Josh had to be ready by 9pm, so we wouldn't have had time. We ended up deciding to toss his mattress on the ground. At five minutes before 9, I tied a bandana tightly around his eyes and instructed him, wearing only his boxers, to lay down on the mattress...he was so excited that when he laid down, his boxers were tightly tented by his hard cock. Seeing the outline of his excited member made my pussy drip even more in my boxers. I told him he should take his boxers off when I turned the lights off and that I would let the girl in and then wait outside in the common area for Josh to come get me after the girl leaves and he's had time to clean himself up. I turned the lights off, stepped outside our room, and waited a few minutes. Then I walked back in. "She wants you to remember not to touch her at all and that she won't say anything, even if you talk to her... I'm going to bring her in now. Are you ready?" I said to Josh. When he said yes, I opened the door just a crack—though Josh didn't know that—and whispered to the non-existent girl, loudly enough that I knew Josh could hear, "he's ready for you...I'll be outside here watching TV. Have fun." Then I walked toward the door and pretended to leave, but obviously stayed on the inside of the door as I closed it. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I stripped off my t-shirt, boxers, and jeans. My pussy was dripping everywhere and I felt so utterly sexy and powerful. I left my clothing in a pile near the door and walked, completely naked, over to where Josh was laying on the ground. I reached out and stroked his cock for a few seconds and then squatted over him and ran the head of his cock against my hard, engorged clit several times before placing it at my opening and dropping my hips down so that it pushed tightly against my ready hole. As I lowered myself onto his cock, he gripped the sides of the mattress tightly and thrust up his hips to meet me. I had to stop myself from groaning as his head quickly penetrated my sheath...it felt amazing finally having a hard, hot penis rooting deeply in my vagina. Finally, my pussy lips met his groin as he bottomed out in me. I could feel his huge cockhead, which felt like it was swelling even larger inside of me, already throbbing against my ripe cervix. I was only able to raise and lower my hips a few times, enjoying the feeling of his manhood rubbing skin-on-skin against the clenching walls of my pussy, when he groaned "I can't help it... I'm cumming." I suddenly felt a strong pulsing inside of me and a warm sensation. When I ground down against him, rubbing my little cock against his pubic bone and grinding my cervix against his swollen, throbbing head, I felt an extra slickness inside me. Imagining all his sperm swimming inside me got me so close to cumming, but didn't put me over the edge just yet... I'd been waiting for this for years and we'd only been fucking for a minute. I didn't know if or when I'd get another opportunity to do this, so I wanted—needed—to make this time last. I began riding him again, trying to take advantage of his hardness before he lost his erection, but to my delight, his erection didn't seem to be deflating. I worked my cunt up and down on him, enjoying the way his raw cock stretched my pussy and pressed against the wet walls of my unprotected hole. When he began to buck into me, I started to think about how his cock was forcing his earlier load—millions of his sperm—deeper inside my snatch and possibly helping them find the opening in my cervix leading to my unshielded womb. That thought was too much for me and I had to work hard to hold in my moans as I came, my pussy clamping down around him. I reached back and fondled his big balls in his sack... that, combined with my sheath tightening around him, was too much and he bucked up into me, emptying his balls deep in my pussy once more. As I stood up, his deflating cock, coated in our combined cum, slipped out of me and I had to grab my pussy, which was oozing his thick loads, to stop it from dripping everywhere. With my hand between my legs cupping my pussy, I waddled over to the door and tried to put my clothing on. I finally gave up on keeping all his semen inside me and just put my clothing on...his cum was already all over the crotch of my boxers and my inner thighs by the time I closed the door and I could feel it continually dripping out of me as I sat in the TV waiting for him to clean himself up and come get me. I hadn't thought about this part of the experience and realized that if I could figure out a way to keep this going, I was going to have this problem often and that it might be time to start wearing briefs. I thought about going to the bathroom to clean myself up, but realized that doing so would probably be futile. Besides, I wanted to be in the TV room to see his face when he came out to get me. A few minutes later he walked out of the room in only his boxers and t-shirt with a shit-eating grin on his face. As we walked back into the room, I noticed that Josh had already tossed his mattress back in the top bunk. He wasted no time in getting into bed. I turned the light off and stripped down to my cum-coated boxer shorts and then laid down in my bunk. "So?" I said. I could almost hear his grin in his voice as he responded. "I don't know where you found this girl," he said, "but she was amazing... we did it twice." As he recounted the highlights of our adventure from his perspective, I reached down and fingered my hole, feeling his thick semen running out of it. Suddenly realizing that I hadn't yet tasted or smelled his cum, I worked two fingers into myself and got them coated with his cum. I then ran them under my nose and sucked on them. I loved the slight bleachy smell and the taste of it was indescribable, but such a huge turn-on. Part of me still couldn't believe that only minutes before, the fluid that I was now tasting and that was coating the walls of my vagina had been deep inside his balls and had been squirted into my pussy by his ejaculating cock. Thinking about it got my engine revved again and I began to play with myself, eventually saying "man you gotta stop talking about it...now I need to jerk off." "I might join you," he said, adding,"I can't stop thinking about the feel of her pussy." As we both jerked off in our own beds, I thought about his cock in my hole as I used my dildo to push his cum even deeper inside of me. We came at almost the same time, said goodnight to each other, and finally went to sleep. To be continued...(if there is sufficient interest) Joining a Fraternity Ch. 02 Thank you to the anonymous reader whose idea I used toward the end of this chapter :) Also, this story won't make much sense if you haven't read Chapter 1 first. ____________________________________ The morning after our encounter, Josh—as usual—got up at the crack of dawn for rowing practice. When he put on his jockstrap, his cock was even closer to my face than usual and I swear I could still smell our comingled juices on him. I waited a couple minutes after Josh left for practice and then went down the hall to the bathroom to clean myself up... my crotch and boxers were still coated with my copious pussy lube and the two huge loads of semen that Josh had unknowingly ejaculated into my pussy the night before. Life went on as normal and, for the next week and a half, nothing sexual happened: no talk of sex, no masturbating at the same time, and no discussion of "the girl." I thought maybe Josh had lost interest and our sex would be limited to just that one time... but then he asked me to get in touch with "her" again. Like the previous time, I pretended to send a text and then told him that she could come over the following evening and that she wanted him just like last time, with one exception: this time she'd like him to wear one of his jockstraps. The following evening went pretty much like the previous time... Josh tossed his mattress on the floor and stripped down. This time, however, he stripped down all the way and put on a clean jockstrap – his red one, which just so happened to be my favorite. I tied the bandana on him as a blindfold, turned out the lights, and waited for him to lay down on the mattress before I went through the same charade of leaving to let the girl in, bringing her back to the room, and then saying that I'd be waiting in the TV room. The only real difference this time was that I then made a mistake: when I went to remove my clothing (including my briefs, which I'd purchased between my classes that day to avoid the issue I had last time), my pants dropped to the floor and my belt buckle, which is really large and makes a distinctive noise as it hits the floor, hit the floor with its characteristic loud clang. Josh had probably heard my belt buckle hit the floor at least a couple dozen times... I don't think I'd given him any reason, at this point, to doubt that a girl came in to have sex with him last time, so I was hoping that he would just assume that "she" accidentally dropped something that made a similar noise. Once I had my clothes off, I approached him and, in the slight moonlight coming in through our window, admired the way his stiff penis was stretching and bulging his jock. I noticed that there was already a little wet spot forming near his piss slit where his pre-cum was seeping out of his swollen cockhead. It looked like his cock was ready to enter my unprotected pussy. My body was also getting ready to accept his bare cock inside of me... my little cock was hard and sticking out about an inch past my labia while my hole was getting engorged and very slick with my pussy lube. As I got down on my knees on the mattress and brought my face up next to the bulge in his jock, I inhaled deeply to ingrain the scent of his cock in my memory. I knew he had showered only a couple hours before and his cock and balls smelled amazing...like pure masculinity. I then began to gently nibble and suck on his shaft and head through the fabric of the jock, running my tongue over the fabric-covered head. I was tempted to pull his sack out of the jock so I could suck on his testicles... I wanted to run my tongue over them knowing that the sperm they were storing would soon become part of the semen that his cock was going to deliver deep within my pussy. Unfortunately, I realized that there was no way I could do what I wanted to do without him feeling my beard brush against his thighs. Instead, I pulled his cock out and stroked the shaft with one hand while licking at his cock head and running my tongue around his slit. By this point, his cock was oozing his sweet pre-cum and I wanted to taste it all. I also figured there was no danger of him feeling my beard this way. He began to moan almost immediately when I started licking his head and, as I watched his balls pull up into his sack, I knew he was about to shoot his load. Based on last time, I figured that I could taste his cum straight from the source and that he would still be able to feed a second load of his seed to my pussy later. I put my lips on his cockhead and resumed running my tongue over his frenulum and around his slit as I felt his cock seize in my hand. As his balls contracted visibly and his head pulsed, I wrapped my lips around him and let him shoot his load directly into my mouth and onto my tongue. His semen—bleachy, but mild, just like when I tasted it from my own hole last time, and sooo thick—completely filled my mouth and, eventually, I realized that I had to swallow. Luckily, as I predicted, he stayed hard after he came and I stroked him a few times while I decided what I wanted to do next. I ended up deciding to mount him in the other direction this time... reverse cowgirl, for lack of a better way to say it. I was so wet by this point that everything was slippery and I had to almost force his cock into my hole. I quickly enveloped his stiff shaft in my sheath and immediately felt a difference between the two positions: both felt amazing, but very different. Last time, our two knobs, his cockhead and my cervix, were rubbing up against each other the whole time almost like I was docking his cock inside of me. I remembered how hot it made me to visualize his piss slit rubbing up against the opening in my cervix and leaking his pre-cum directly into it to ease the way for his sperm. This time, as I raised and lowered myself on his cock, his head pressed up against my g-spot and really stretched the swollen walls of my cunt. In this position, I was also able to bury my stiff little cock in his sack and, as I moved, the smooth skin of his sack rubbed all around my clit. His balls were so accessible to me in this position that I couldn't resist the urge to play with them a little. They almost looked like they were attached to my body, so I reached down and jostled them a little and then gently bounced them in my palm, pretending that they were mine. When I began to play with his balls, Josh's moans turned into groans and he began to move his hips to try to get me to move faster. Instead, I pulled up a few inches and let him thrust his hips up hard into me, feeding his cock into my hungry pussy over and over again. As he thrust hard, I kept gently playing with his balls and could tell, even before he told me, that he was cumming. Seconds later, as he groaned "here it comes," I felt his cockhead throb several times and then felt the warmth of his thick semen filling my vagina. I tightened my sheath around his raw penis several times hoping to massage it into releasing anything it was saving... I wanted to drain his balls of sperm. I sat astride him for another minute or so, letting his cock soften inside of my pussy as we caught our breath. Just like last time, I had to grab my pussy as I stood up to keep his cum from getting everywhere. This time, however, I got my briefs on quickly and, though I could already feel his semen dripping out of my hole, it was contained in the crotch of my briefs instead of dripping down my thighs. I put the rest of my clothing on and retreated to the TV room, just like last time. I had just flipped on the TV and hadn't even had a chance to change the station to something interesting when Josh walked out of the room to get me... he looked around as if he was hoping that the girl would still be there and then looked a little disappointed. "She's already gone," he lamented and I nodded. "I really think she wants to keep this anonymous," I said, adding "I don't know if she'll be willing to come back if she thinks you're trying to figure out who she is." He appeared to think about this for a moment and, after we walked back into the room and got ourselves situated in our beds, he said "I don't even care what she looks like, man. I just want to know. I've walked around campus for the past week imagining that every girl I see could have been the one riding my dick and it's driving me crazy. I'm thinking about sex all the time now and wondering which girl is walking around campus with a pussy full of my DNA." "Speaking of thinking of sex, mind if I jerk off?" I asked, hoping to quickly change the topic. Moments later, we were simultaneously masturbating again, and as I thrust my dildo into my used hole, pushing his sperm deep into my vagina just like last time, I imagined him fisting his cock and using our residual juices as lube to move his foreskin back and forth over his swollen head. I was just about to cum again when I heard a knock on our door. Neither of us made a move to get up or to cover ourselves, so it seemed like we had tacitly agreed to pretend not to be home. Then, I heard a knock again followed by my name and I realized that my girlfriend, Karen, was knocking on the door waiting to be let in. I wasn't sure what to do, but I knew I couldn't keep pretending not to be in... she knew better. "Gimme a sec... Josh isn't decent" I yelled towards the door as I frantically hid my dildo and pulled my cum-filled briefs back on. I knew the room was too dark for Josh to notice that my briefs were not filled out in front, so I jumped out of bed and answered the door in my underwear. When I opened the door, Karen was standing there looking super cute, as always, and I immediately noticed that I could see her hard nipples very clearly through her shirt and bra. It was hot inside and outside, so that probably meant that she was horny. She smiled at me and almost giggled when she said, "Sheila just texted me and said she's staying over at Mark's tonight... so I have my room to myself if you want to come over." At that moment, going over to her place was the last thing I wanted to do. I hadn't had a chance to clean up at all... my mouth still tasted strongly of Josh's cum and I could feel his load continually running out of my pussy. What I really wanted to do was lay back in my bed and luxuriate in the feeling of having sperm swimming up my vagina for the second time ever. But I couldn't think of a way to get out of it. Karen would definitely suspect that something was up if I turned her down and Josh would probably get suspicious as well... I had just told him that I was horny and started jerking off, so there would be no plausible reason for me to turn down my hot girlfriend offering me her pussy for the night. "Sure, but let me grab a couple things and stop by the bathroom before we go," I said. I quickly brushed my teeth to get rid of my penis breath and tried to clean my pussy up a little, but I knew it was a losing battle. He had shot way too much cum and shot it too deeply inside of me for me to get all of it... and besides, the crotch of my briefs, which I stupidly hadn't thought to change, was already cum-soaked. Ten short minutes later, Karen and I were in her dorm room making out in her bed. She had stripped off her jeans, but was still wearing an oversized t-shirt and I was intrigued to see what she was wearing underneath... despite her petite size, she has amazing curves and often loves to flaunt them in sexy lingerie. Now that I had gotten over my disappointment about "having" to have sex with her this evening (poor me, right?), I was horned up and anxious to see what she had on underneath that shirt. I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh seeking out her clit through her panties. I felt the band of her panties, but when I searched around to stroke her clit, I made contact with it with no panties blocking me and she—clearly not quite ready for direct stimulation—gasped and squeezed her thighs together tightly, trapping my hand. "I wanna see what you have on under that shirt," I said and Karen released my hand, got up off the bed, and pretended to do a strip tease as she removed her shirt. I know my description will not do her ensemble justice. She was wearing a super-sexy fuchsia bra and panty set. The bra cupped her full breasts perfectly and was just translucent enough (perhaps because the fabric of the cups was stretched to the max) for me to make out the dark rings of her large areola, but her nipples, which were large and hard, were easy to locate. There was a tiny bow in the center of her bra that matched the tiny bow on her panties, which was located right above her clit where the slit in the crotch of her panties began. I crooked my finger and made a come-hither motion to her... and she took a couple steps towards me. I reached out and grabbed her ass cheeks, and pulled her towards me until she was sitting on her shins on the bed, straddling my thighs. I liked this position because it put her hot rack at face-level for me. I squeezed her right tit a few times before using my teeth to gently tug on her nipple, which was still covered by her bra. This made her squirm and moan above me. As I began toying with her nipples with one hand and my mouth, I was reaching my other hand between her thighs and stroking a finger around her hole, which was dripping wet. Still stroking one finger in her wetness, I tried unsuccessfully to unhook her bra with my other hand. Eventually, Karen reached back to help me and then pulled her bra off. She then leaned forward and thrust her breasts into my face. As fondled her right breast and stroked its nipple with my thumb, Karen teased me by putting her left nipple very close to my mouth and then pulling it away at the last second as I reached for it with my tongue. She couldn't, however, resist for very long and soon allowed me to latch onto her nipple and to squeeze it between my lips. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter as I played with her tits, until she eventually said, "I want to suck your cock." I knew I was still a mess down there, so I responded by pushing her off of me and onto her back on the bed and saying, "nope... it's my turn to taste you." I nibbled up her thighs and pressed my nose against her clit as I teased her hole with the tip of my tongue. She moaned and grabbed my head with her hands, directing my mouth to her clit. I teased around it with my tongue and then used the tip to wiggle it back and forth. As I was doing this, I slid first one finger, and then two, inside of her pussy and began to stroke them against her g-spot as I continued to manipulate her clit with my tongue. She began to thrust her hips towards my hand and seemed like she was about to cum when she pushed me away from her. "I want to suck your cock before I cum," she demanded. "I haven't showered today," I replied, trying to think of some way to keep her from my semen-covered crotch. "I don't care," she said, and reached for my belt buckle. Not knowing how to respond, I let her unbuckle my belt and unbutton and unzip my shorts, which I then pulled down. "Can we 69?" I asked, laying down on the bed. In response, she got on the bed and straddled my head, facing towards my crotch with her pussy over my face. As she positioned herself, I reached in through the fly of my briefs and pulled my hard clit out...about an inch and a half of it stuck out through the fly. "I like the way that looks," she said, checking out my hard clit sticking out from the hole in my briefs and stroking my foreskin over my swollen head. I was relieved when she said that... I usually wear boxers and take them off when we have sex, so I thought she might wonder why I didn't take my briefs off this time. "It's like we're both wearing crotchless underwear," she giggled, lowering her pussy onto my face and leaning down to take my cock inside of her mouth. When I realized that her nose was pressed up right against my briefs-covered hole and that the crotch of my briefs was positively soaked with my pussy lube and with Josh's cum, I almost came. She inhaled deeply and groaned and then pulled her mouth off my clit just long enough to say, "I don't know what's different today, but you smell so masculine... it's so sexy" I was too busy working on her pussy to respond, but I quickly felt her take me in her mouth again and run her tongue in circles around my head. She moved her hands up my inner thighs and eventually grabbed the spot where my inner thighs met my pussy lips. Though it didn't seem like she was aware of what she was doing, one of her fingers ended up rubbing my opening through my briefs and it felt amazing. I started thinking about how Karen was sucking my clit as Josh's semen leaked out of my cunt just inches from her face and her fingers, and his sperm swam up my vagina... and I couldn't help but cum. My cock went into spasms in her mouth as Karen sucked me hard and continued to play with my head with her tongue. When I finished cumming, Karen got off of me, saying, "I need your cock inside me now." Though my pussy was feeling a little tender from my earlier fuck with Josh, I retrieved my feeldoe from my bag and, turning away from Karen, I dropped my briefs and ran the bulbous part of the feeldoe over my leaking hole to get it lubed up with me and Josh's comingled fluids. I then worked the bulb inside of my pussy. When I had it positioned, I felt my vulva close around the much smaller base, anchoring it firmly inside my hole. I pulled my briefs back up and pulled my feeldoe cock through the fly of my briefs. I then grabbed it and stroked it up and down as I walked towards Karen, who was laying back on the bed. Every time I stroked my cock, I could feel a little jolt in my pussy. As I approached her, Karen rolled over onto her side and I got in the bed behind her, in spooning position. She lifted her top leg and reached back to grab my cock, running the head and shaft over her clit and leaking hole. She then positioned my cockhead at her hole and I pushed in, feeling the bulb in my pussy pulling inside of me as her vaginal walls gripped and massaged the shaft of my cock. As I fucked my cock in and out of her, I reached around her and held one of her full breasts in my hand, tweaking her nipple. She groaned and reached down to rub her clit as I worked my length in and out of her cunt. As she pushed her ass back into me faster and faster, I could feel her sheath tightening around my cock and I knew she was getting ready to cum. As I pushed my cock into her, my hard clit ground against the feeldoe and, between that and the bulb of the feeldoe rubbing the walls of my pussy, the feeling was too much... I found myself cumming just seconds after Karen groaned and jerked through her orgasm in my arms. When I reached down a couple minutes later to pull my cock out, Karen pushed my hand away. "Can you just stay inside me for a while?" she requested. A few minutes later, my cock was still inside of her hole when I heard her breathing change and realized that she had fallen asleep. I knew we shouldn't sleep through the night like this, but I figured a little while couldn't hurt and I nodded off for a few minutes as well with my cock deep inside Karen and the bulb of the feeldoe inside my hole, plugging Josh's remaining semen inside of me and possibly pushing his fertile sperm towards my cervix. As I suspected, I woke up a little while later and decided that I should remove the feeldoe before everything got too dry. I accidentally woke Karen pulling the cock out of her hole, but she quickly went back to sleep. By the time I woke up the next morning, Karen had already left for her 8am class and I did the walk of shame across campus to my own room, still wearing my cum-filled briefs from the previous day. When I got back to my room at the frat, Josh was at rowing practice and I was glad to have a few minutes to myself to shower and finally change my underwear. I had only been in my dorm for a minute when Dave, another 18 year-old, new pledge to my frat, tapped on my open door to alert me to his presence and walked in. Joining a Fraternity Ch. 02 "Hey man," he said, "Josh told me about what you did for him the other day." I wasn't sure how to respond, so I just looked at him and let him continue. "He told me that the girl you connected him with was coming over yesterday, so I watched for her all evening and didn't see any girl going in and out of your room... so I think he might be a lying sack of shit, but if he's telling the truth, I was wondering if you might be willing to talk to her for me." I nodded, and he continued. "I'm kind of embarrassed to be telling you this, but I've also never gone all the way," he said shyly. "Is your girlfriend waiting for marriage or something?" I asked, wondering why she hadn't gotten into his jock yet. His girlfriend didn't seem like the type of girl who would be waiting for marriage, but I guess you never can tell. He laughed. "No... she's not. She, ummm, had a serious boyfriend throughout high school, so she knows what she's doing, but she's the first girl I've really dated, so I'm nervous about doing it with her. She doesn't know that she would be my first and I don't want to seem like I don't know what I'm doing." I'd seen Dave getting out of the shower before and I just couldn't turn down a ride on his cock. My pussy, despite being swollen and sore, started leaking again at the thought. I also knew that I needed to figure out the details to make sure this didn't get out of my control. After a long pause, I said, "I don't know if she'll be up for it and I really don't want to ask her by text, but I see her around campus all the time... I'll come check in with you when I've had a chance to talk to her." To be continued... Joining a Fraternity Ch. 03 This story probably won't make much sense unless you've read the first two in this series. Enjoy! ***** After Dave told me that he also wanted me to ask "the girl" to have anonymous sex with him, I spent some time thinking about how to pull this off and did a little research. As a result, I had come up with what I thought was the perfect plan. Basically, I knew that I needed to arrange a meeting between "her" and Dave during a time when there was no possibility that Josh would be home or that Karen would show up looking for me. After going through both of their schedules, I realized that they were each taking a lab course that meets for an extended block on Wednesday afternoons. Dave and I, luckily, did not have class during this time. I found Dave in his room a few days after he talked to me the first time and told him that I'd talked with my friend. I told him my friend said that one fuckbuddy was enough for her, but that she had a friend—also a virgin—who was interested. Her friend was planning to come over the next week on Wednesday afternoon. I also told him the same conditions that I always told Josh: he needed to be blindfolded with the lights off, laying on his bed either naked or in his underwear (he somehow was lucky enough to score a single room), and that there would be no touching and no talking. I told him that I would help him get ready, if he wanted, and would lead the girl into his room when he was ready. I also reassured him, just like I had with Josh, that the girl said her friend was "protected" and that he didn't have to worry about cumming inside of her without a condom. He blushed a little when I said that and, as I subtly glanced at his groin, I noticed that his penis had stiffened slightly in his shorts and was tenting out the crotch. Apparently, he liked the idea of going bareback and shooting his swimmers into her anonymous pussy. Despite my excitement about Wednesday, the next few days slogged by. Karen and Josh were both really busy with their classes, so I didn't see much of either of them. On Tuesday evening, Josh and I finally reconnected. I was getting ready to go to the bathroom to prepare for my meeting with Dave the following day - my pussy needed a little trim - when Josh walked in and closed our door. "Man, I'm so freaking horny. Any chance you can text your friend and see if she'll come over tomorrow evening. I need her." He said this and then tried to discreetly adjust his cock, which was clearly hard and visible through his jeans. I said that I would text her, but I was torn about what I should tell him she said. One of my biggest fantasies was having sex with two different guys on the same day, but given the size of Dave's cock, I was also worried about the state that my pussy might be in after my afternoon getting fucked by him. However, just thinking about taking two different cocks on one day got my pussy so wet that, despite my misgivings, I just couldn't say no. I waited a few minutes and then told him that she said yes and that she'd come at 8pm the following evening under all of the same conditions as before. I was so excited that night that I had a hard time sleeping and found myself tossing and turning in bed. I decided to jerk myself off to put myself to sleep, but resisted the urge to use my dildo... I knew my pussy was going to get a whole lot of use the following day and I wanted to make sure I didn't wear myself out ahead of time. Instead, I played in my pussy lube and ran my finger around my vulva, just teasing my opening, as I used my other hand to jerk my hard clit off. At some point, I felt the bed begin to shake back and forth slightly in a rhythmic motion and realized that Josh was jerking off in his bunk above me. It seemed like he thought I was asleep and I could hear him whispering to himself. It sounded like he was fantasizing about my pussy and what he wanted to do to me tomorrow. Even though he didn't know that it was me that he was murmuring about, I found it hot to know that my pussy turned him on that much and that thought brought me to my own orgasm. I fell asleep in the gently shaking bed with my fingers still on my clit. Josh left for his afternoon class around 1:45 the following afternoon and I immediately went to go check in with Dave. "Are you still into doing this?" I asked him, adding "my friend just text me and said that her friend is headed here now." "Ready as I'll ever be," he responded with a grin. "Well, then you need to get ready," I said, and reminded him of the rules. He immediately stripped his shirt and jeans off and I admired his build. Unlike Josh, who was lean and muscular from rowing crew, Dave was slightly stockier - not heavy at all, but just a little more thickly built. He had very little body hair, but had a little untrimmed trail of hair leading down his belly that I suspected lead to a bush around his cock and balls. I asked him if he had a handkerchief or something to use as a bandana and he said he didn't, so I went back to my room to retrieve one. When I returned, I found Dave lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his hand inside his briefs, obviously stroking his cock. The leg holes of his briefs were stretched out by his erection and by his hand, so I could see the curly, dark hairs covering his large ballsack and my mouth watered with the thought of taking each of his plump, egg-shaped balls in my mouth and running my tongue over them. Though I was enjoying the view, I figured I should alert him to my presence, so I cleared my throat and, when he opened his eyes and saw me standing there holding the blindfold, he removed his hand from his briefs, which were still hugely tented by his hard member. "Do you want me to put it on you, or do you want to do it yourself?" I asked him, and he gestured that I should put it on him. As I was tying it, I told him that I was going to turn the lights out and then let the girl in. Just like my times with Josh, I called "the girl" into the room, said I would be waiting in the TV room, and then stayed on the inside of the door as I closed it. I stripped naked, leaving all of my clothing in a pile by the door, and approached the bed, where Dave was once again playing with his cock. This time his hand was on the outside of his briefs playing with the little pool of pre-cum that had oozed out of his cumhole and created a growing wet spot. I tapped his foot and he stiffened, suddenly realizing that "she" was there and ready to get started. As he gripped the edges of the mattress with both of his hands, I straddled him and moved up my body until my pussy was right over his groin. I then lowered myself until I was almost sitting on him... his briefs-covered cock was lodged between my folds and his engorged head was pressed right up against my hard clit. I tilted my pelvis back and forth, grinding and humping my dripping pussy against his clothed cock and leaving trails of my lube all over his briefs. After a few minutes of this, I needed to feel his bare cock against me, so I reached into his briefs and wrestled his cock out through the fly. When I finally got it out, I looked at it and my breath caught in my throat: his cock was truly a manhood, a perfect specimen of maleness built to make almost any vagina quiver in anticipation. This was definitely a cock created to penetrate and inseminate. Though I had seen it flaccid in the bathroom before, I was unprepared for the beauty of its erect state. It was maybe 7" or 8" long and light brown (reflecting Dave's Italian heritage), with a couple prominent veins running along it. Its huge, shiny, dark red, plum-shaped head was encircled by a thick foreskin, which was pulled back and bunched up below the ridge of the head. His piss slit was large and oozing his pre-cum, which was dripping down over his frenulum. I knew I had to taste him. Because he was still wearing his briefs, I was less worried about him feeling my beard, so I grabbed his shaft with one hand and ran my tongue around his cockhead—briefly teasing the tip of my tongue around his slit and collecting all of the pre-cum dripping out—and around his bunched up foreskin before taking as much of his cock as I could into my mouth. Given how little experience I had with cocksucking and how thick his head was, I could only take about 4" into my mouth before I started to gag, but the look on Dave's face told me that even that much might be too much for him and that he was getting close to cumming. Though I knew I wanted to take his load down my throat at some point, my pussy was hungrier for his cum right then. I straddled him again and lowered myself so that my pussy was right over his cock. When I grabbed his cock again, beginning to run the head back and forth through my wet snatch in preparation for sinking myself down on it, Dave moaned deeply and I knew this would be a short fuck. Luckily, all I really wanted was to feel him empty his balls inside of me. I sank my hips down so that his cockhead was pressing right up into my opening and felt the outer ring of my vulva stretch tightly—the tightest it had ever been stretched—to open my vagina to receive him as I continued to lower myself down on his bare cock and the head of his member began to push into my sheath. It was a very tight fit and, despite my copious wetness, it was getting to the point of almost being uncomfortable when, suddenly, his whole cockhead was inside my tunnel and my vulva was able to return to a more normal size as his shaft began to enter my body. I began to stroke my clit as I continued to lower my pussy onto his cock. I'm not sure how I managed to keep from cumming when his huge head, still moving into my slowly yielding pussy, pressed right against my g-spot. But when he was fully inside me and his huge head lodged itself right up against my unprotected cervix, I started thinking about his big plum leaking its pre-cum directly against my cervix and could no longer keep myself from cumming on his cock. My sheath seized around him, gripping his shaft and head tightly, my velvet walls milking his manhood for his semen as my pussy muscles rippled around him. I was not surprised when he began cumming in response. I felt his muscles tighten and his cockhead begin to throb deep inside of me as he released his swimmers right against my cervix. It turned me on to know that my cervix, still spasming from my own orgasm, was pulling his sperm up into my womb. I sat on him for another minute, letting him continue to enjoy the feeling of my cum-filled vagina squeezing his cock as he finished cumming and then began to soften inside of my sheath. This time, I did a good job of immediately cupping my pussy to keep his load inside of me as I pulled up off of him and quickly moved to get dressed. I even managed to keep almost all of his cum inside of me as I got my briefs on, but I felt it begin to gush out of my pussy as I stepped out of his room and sat down on the sofa in the TV room. Just like Josh after his first time, it took Dave a few minutes to get dressed and to find me in the TV room, but I was glad I waited to see the expression on his face. I don't think I've ever seen a man look so blissed out after a single fuck. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow in question. "I just wanted to thank you," he said. When I smiled, he continued: "That was amazing. I guess she had to run, but I wish she'd stayed for another round." I glanced down and noticed that he already had another erection. "I'm glad you had a good time," I said, loving knowing that his sperm were—without his knowledge—swimming in my vagina as we talked to each other as frat brothers about him getting some pussy. "I'm gonna go take care of this now," he said, gesturing down at his revamped erection and turning back towards his room. As soon as he left, I hightailed it out of there. I was so anxious to play with my cum-filled snatch that I almost ran back to my room. It was only 3pm, so I still had about an hour and a half until Josh would return from his lab. Pausing only to pull off my jeans and briefs and to grab a make-up mirror that Karen had forgotten in my room a couple weeks earlier, I climbed into my bunk and spread my thighs widely. I wanted to see what my pussy looked like after taking such a huge cock. I was a little surprised to see that my opening had, while a little swollen, mostly returned to its original tight state. Dave's semen, thick and white, oozed from my hole and was visible in my pussy hair and even around my clit, which was still hard and poking out of my engorged folds by about an inch. I pushed two fingers inside my snatch and wiggled them around inside of my used sheath, scooping some of Dave's cum out... I then put my fingers into my mouth and sucked his juice off of them, still wanting to taste his cum. Dave's semen tasted a little different—a little saltier and more astringent—than Josh's and had a slightly different texture. I loved the way it felt on my tongue and knew that next time (this time, I was confident that there would be a next time), I'd want to taste his ball juice directly from the spout. I started to rub my clit as Dave's cum continued to leak out of me, but then realized that I should hold off so I wouldn't wear myself out before my visit with Josh later that evening. I got dressed and went to go check the mailbox to see if my testosterone had been delivered yet. Because I hadn't realized I was running so low and I had forgotten to transfer my prescription over to my new school pharmacy from the compounding pharmacy I'd been using at Smith, I was about a week late for a shot and still waiting for my new bottle to arrive in the mail. I wondered briefly to myself whether I should be worried about being so late for my shot given the number of loads of cum I'd taken in my pussy recently, but I hadn't felt any cramping or anything, so I figured I was probably still safe and that I would just take my shot as soon as my new bottle arrived to make sure I could keep taking loads in my hole with no ummm... complications arising. Not wanting to think about that any more, I decided to head to the library for a few hours to kill some time and to get caught up on my homework - all of the sexual encounters I'd planned in the past few weeks had distracted me from my classes. Relishing the feeling of being full of Dave's cum, I put the same briefs, which were damp in the crotch from Dave's cum dripping out of me, back on. I returned the frat house about twenty minutes before "the girl" was supposed to come see Josh, and he was already getting ready in our room. When I walked in, he was just tossing his mattress onto the floor. "She's still coming?" he asked when he saw me standing there watching him. "As far as I know," I responded, putting my backpack down and stepping over his mattress to lie down on my own bed. I crossed my arms behind my head to prop myself up a little and watched him as he got ready for our "date." There was something hot about watching him get ready to have sex with me knowing that he thought he was having sex with a hot girl instead. I watched as he took off his shirt and pants and moved to put on a jockstrap. "Do you think I should wear a jock again?" he asked. "She didn't say anything about it this time, so I guess it's up to you," I replied. He rifled through his jocks for a while and finally decided to put on his green one. This one was not quite as sexy as the red one he wore last time, but did really show off his package nicely. He was already starting to get hard as he put the jock on and seemed to have a hard time arranging his cock and balls inside of the pouch. A couple minutes before 8pm, I tied the bandana around Josh's eyes and he got onto the mattress. Like both of our previous times, I turned the lights off, went outside to get "the girl," returned with "her," told both of them that I was leaving, stayed inside the room as I closed the door, and got naked near the door. This time, I was careful to make sure my belt buckle didn't hit the floor loudly. I approached his prone form and decided that I wanted to tease him a little first before getting down to business. I admired his package in his jock and began to run the tip of my finger—just one finger—around his package, tracing his balls, the cleft between them, the shaft of his cock, and the outline of his cockhead. When I ran my finger lightly back and forth over his frenulum, still covered by his pre-cum slicked jock, I heard him gasp, shocked and turned on by the sudden contact. I then traced the same pattern with the tip of my tongue, pressing my nose into his ballsack and inhaling his masculine scent. Still worried about him feeling my beard against his inner thighs, but really wanting to feel his balls in my mouth, I sucked as much of each one as I could—one at a time—into my mouth through his jock and ran my tongue over each one. I imagined the sperm stored in each one and was excited thinking about him adding it to my already cum-filled cunt. When I reached down to jerk my clit as I sucked on and tongued Josh's balls, my hand encountered a crazy mess. Between Dave's earlier load, which was still dripping out of me, and my own lube, my pussy and inner thighs were completely coated in our combined fluids. Thinking about this got me so turned on that I just couldn't hold off any longer—I needed to feel Josh's cock inside my hole right away. I mounted him backwards in reverse-cowgirl style, just like the previous time, released his erection from his jockstrap, and positioned its pre-cum coated head against my tight, dripping opening. I then quickly lowered myself down until my pussy completely swallowed his invading member. I almost came thinking about how, even in just penetrating me this time, Josh's cock pushed Dave's sperm deeper into my vagina while adding its own pre-cum to the mix. I reached down to continue jerking my clit and teasing his balls, and as I raised myself up slightly to start our fucking, I felt Josh's hands grab onto my hips, my hairy, muscular hips. I freaked out and tried to get off of Josh, but he held my hips down, pulling me tightly against his groin, and thrust his hips up so his cock penetrated me to its root with the head knocking against my cervix. Then, Josh spoke, quietly, but decisively... "Let's stop playing games, Steve... I know it's you. I don't understand how you have a pussy, but I'm not about to stop fucking it." I was speechless, but stopped struggling to get off of him. I just sat there on his cock, not really sure how to proceed, as Josh removed his blindfold. I craned around and watched him, still just sitting there, my pussy impaled on his cock. Josh, finally making eye contact with me and sensing my indecision, took control of the situation. "If you want to pretend to be a girl, then I want to fuck you like one." He began pushing me to the side and I got off of him, my pussy making a squishing noise as it released his cock. "Lie down on your back," he ordered softly, and I followed his command, lying down on my back on his mattress. He grabbed my knees and pulled them apart, spreading my hairy thighs and revealing my messy pussy to his gaze for the first time. His cock jumped a little when my pussy came into view and a little bead of pre-cum dripped out of the tip. "You had sex with Dave this afternoon, didn't you?" he asked, and I nodded yes in response. "And you didn't make him wear a condom, did you? You let him cum inside your slutty pussy." I nodded yes again. "And now you want me to shoot my seed in your used pussy also, don't you? Your pussy that's already full of another brother's sperm," he pushed. "Yes... that's what I want," I moaned, louder than I intended to, "fuck me and fill my hole with your cum. I want you to empty your nuts in my snatch." Joining a Fraternity Ch. 03 He fisted his cock a few times and the bead of pre-cum that was at the tip dripped down and formed a string of pre-cum leading directly from his piss slit to the tip of my clit, which was once again hard and protruding by about an inch and a half. "I'm going to mount you, take you like a girl, and fill your pussy with my sperm," he said. In response, I drew my feet into the air, spreading my legs even wider and tilting my pussy up submissively to receive his bare cock. As promised, he mounted me, covering my body with his and plunging his cock completely inside of me. He put his mouth close to my ear and asked "want to know how I knew it was you?" as he fucked his cock in and out of my rippling tunnel. When I didn't answer, he began to tell me, punctuating each phrase with hard thrusts into my pussy. "First. The noise. From your belt. Made me think." "Second. I looked. In your hamper. The crotch. Of your underwear. Smeared with cum." "Third. Dave said. Only you. Went into. Our room. That night." "Fourth. Last night. You said. You texted her. And she. Said yes. Your phone. Was on. The desk." "Fifth. My class. Was cancelled. Only you. Went into. Dave's room today." When he finished, I wrapped my legs around his ass, pulling him tightly against me and we rutted against each other, his bare penis filling my cum-filled vagina and his cockhead making love to my cervix, preparing it for his load. This is what we were doing when we heard a knock at our door. Josh froze on top of me, but neither of us said a word or made any move to disengage from the other. Then we heard a knock and Karen's voice... "Steve, are you in there?" she called. Hearing Karen's voice, Josh put his mouth right back up to my ear and began thrusting into me again. "What do you think Karen would say if she could see you right now?" Josh whispered into my ear. "Do you think she knows her boyfriend's pussy is so slutty and cock-hungry that he'll pretend to be a girl to take two guys' loads in his snatch on the same day?" Unsure whether Karen was still outside the door, I tried to hold my moans in, but what Josh said got me so hot. I couldn't hold back my orgasm any longer and tried to be as quiet as possible as my cunt clenched and rippled around Josh's member. My orgasm seemed to set off Josh's and I felt his cock throb over and over inside of my hole as he released his semen into me. He then just laid there on top of me, panting, with his softening penis still plugging my hole. Suddenly, my mind was racing. I hadn't fully thought out what would happen if he figured out that "the girl" was me and I was suddenly worried about everyone finding out that I'm a transsexual, about losing Karen, and my spot in the frat, and maybe even my scholarship money. "Are you going to tell anyone?" I asked. "Why would I do that?" Josh asked in response. "This way, I get all the pussy I want with none of the complications... and you're going to help me try some things I've been wanting to try, but would have been too afraid that someone else might find out about. I know you're not going to tell anyone." "What kinds of things?" I asked. "Well, for starters, I want you to ride my face," he said, and got off of me. "Well...?" he said, when I didn't move. "Right now?" I asked. "But I'm all messy." "Exactly," he said. I stood up, still a little shaky from my recent orgasm, and Josh laid down on his back on the mattress. His hand instantly went to his cock and began to stroke it up and down, using our cum (and probably some of Dave's as well) as lube. I straddled his body and slowly crawled up the bed, until my pussy was over his face. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "You know I'm full of Dave's cum also, right?" He moaned in response and grabbed my hips, pulling my pussy down onto his face. He sucked my clit into his mouth and sucked on it briefly, and then pushed me forward slightly until my huge clit was grinding against his nose and my opening was directly over his mouth. He ran the tip of his tongue around my vulva, teasing my opening and collecting all of the cum and pussy lube leaking out of me. I used one hand to pull one side of my pussy lips open to help him get better access to my hole. He then began to work his tongue into my hole, sucking and licking at it and attempting to get all of the cum mixture, which was still flowing out of me in globs, onto his tongue and into his mouth. "Do you like that?" I asked, "eating another man's cum and your own cum out of my pussy. Dave really emptied his balls in me earlier, so you're eating a big load of his sperm. Do you like that?" He moaned loudly and it sounded like he was going to shoot another load. I knew I was probably done cumming for the day, but didn't want to waste a load of his cum. Josh was visibly displeased when I pulled my pussy off of his face, but he calmed down when I faced the other way and lowered my pussy back down over his mouth, now in 69 position. As he worked his tongue back into my spermy sheath, I licked and sucked his balls and eventually took his cock into my mouth. I continued playing with his sack with my fingers and it didn't take long before I felt his balls tense up and then felt his hot, salty cum filling my mouth as his head throbbed against my tongue. ***** I'm not sure whether this is to-be-continued or whether this is the last chapter of this story, but I'm open to ideas and suggestions.