Out here at “beautiful” Pebble Creek U. (a.k.a. the
State U. of New York at Stony Brook, home of mud and
fluffies), we have a fairly active science fiction
club, the Science Fiction Forum.
Now, in addition to the standard library and games and
MUDding and whatnot, we have some pretty wild people.
Most of them are “active” fen (as in, go to cons, filk
in their spare time, do weird murals on their dorm
walls type of fen).
We tend to kinda sorta of live in the Forum library,
and even the fringies and Significant Others can be
found here during various times of the day. In fact,
there are a few other Forumites and pseudo-Forumites
floating around at all hours. I say pseudo because,
although they aren’t strictly Forum (many of them, in
fact, have no interest in science fiction at all),
they’re here an awful lot. And quite a fair number of
them, such as myself, never really leave.
We take classes just for the hell of it, or (worse yet)
go on to do grad work just so we have an excuse to head
out to the Brook long after we’ve pulled down our
degrees. Naturally, you can end up with friends in all
age groups (our oldest active member is 40, our
youngest is about 17; for a reference point, I’m 28).
One of my younger friends amongst the Forumites is a
girl named Holly. She’s a short girl, really pretty,
with long dark hair and large, wobbly tits. Holly was
born years late; she should have been a 60’s flower
child. I mean, she’s really a sweet kid, and probably
one of the nicest people I know, but she’s really flaky
at times.
Be that as it may, she and I (and a few others) hang
out on a reasonably regular basis, mainly to hit the
Thursday night parties around the campus. Thursday
nights are a popular party night, because lots of
people go home for the weekend, mainly on the 4:18
“cattle car” that the Silver Snail runs out of Stony
Brook Station.
As on most campuses, lots of the best parties happen
right after mid-terms are over. People need to let off
steam, especially the ones with real sweat courses like
physics and orgo. As a result, the “Post Midterm Party
Syndrome.”
The parties can get wild. Even before the parties,
things can get going. Now, I knew how good it could be
from my undergraduate daze, but this past semester’s
experiences put those to shame (and made me proud that
the Babbling Brookies still rule the party sector).
I had popped by Holly’s suite for the regular Thursday
night party run. It was still pretty early, so I wasn’t
actually expecting anyone to be there, but I was in the
area (and it was on the way to Station Pizza, the best
pizza there is, bar none), so what the hell, right?
When I tried the knob, the door was open, so I strode
right in.
There didn’t seem to be anyone home, even after I
waited around for a good five minutes, so I picked up a
piece of paper and a pencil and wrote a quick note
saying that I was there and would be back in an hour or
so. I was about to tape it to her bedroom door when I
heard faint and clearly ecstatic moaning on the other
side. I could never pass up an opportunity to peek,
sleaze that I am, so I tried the door. It was unlocked,
so I opened it as quietly as I could and went in.
What a sight for a healthy and horny heterosexual male!
Holly was naked on the bed with her friend Cindi,
another regular in the party crew. Cindi’s one of the
pseudies that hang out at Forum. She’s got a really hot
body, not as as “top heavy” as Holly, but really nicely
rounded (I prefer women with smaller tits, myself,
unless I’m sliding my prick between them), and with
bright (naturally) red hair. Now, Cindi’s hobby is sex,
and she’s good at it.
I speak from personal experience on this — Cindi and I
had done it once or twice (well, maybe more than that!)
on differing occasions (usually after or during
parties), and usually in fairly public places. Cindi
really gets off on the possibility of getting caught;
she once got under the table at the terminal room and
gave me a blow job while I was checking my net.mail!
Anyway, the two of them were sixty-nining away, and
were too engrossed in each other’s pussies to notice
me. The sight of those two attractive young women
licking away at each other had my cock standing at
attention in no time.
Cindi was on the bottom, with her head towards me. As I
watched in an ever-growing state of arousal, she tugged
and massaged on Holly’s pussy lips as she wiggled her
tongue over that tiny, tart love-button. Cindi’s
slipped a few fingers into Holly’s snatch and began to
slide them in and out. I heard faint squelching noises
as Holly’s hot box opened and closed around Cindi’s
hand, coating it with her sweet cream.
Holly started rubbing her bush over Cindi’s quivering
tongue urgently. She was clearly very close to cumming.
Cindi started licking faster, and plunged her fingers
deeper into Holly’s twat. I watched Holly’s asshole
pucker and unpucker every time Cindi licked up and down
her slit. Holly reached around with one hand and
started to rub her own ass cheeks. She tugged, kneaded,
and massaged them until they were red and splotchy from
her hand marks.
Almost unconsciously, opened up my jeans and pulled out
my cock and began to rub it. Holly’s butt was smooth
and pale, and the way she was playing with it was
really turning me on. I stood there, jerking off as the
two of them ate each other.
Holly threw her head back, spilling her long hair
across her back. She bit her lower lip and tried to
grind her cunt into Cindi’s face. A stifled shriek
forced it’s way out of her mouth as she came all over
Cindi’s face and hand. Her entire body stiffened and
quivered.
When the waves of orgasm had passed, Holly bent back to
licking Cindi’s snatch. Cindi lowered her head and
slowed down. She was clearly enjoying herself (and
enjoying Holly! :{) ). I walked a little closer, still
stroking my prick. Holly’s ass and cunt were sticking
out and I really couldn’t take the sight any more
without some kind of release.
I went over to the bed and rubbed the head of my cock
up and down the length of Holly’s slit. Her juices made
it smooth and wonderful. Cindi, who realized what was
going on long before Holly did, grabbed my rod and
guided it into Holly’s juicy twat.
I guess Holly was too caught up in the sex to really
notice. But she started fucking me enthusiastically all
the same. She moved her body back and forth, sliding
her dripping box over my rigid pole. Cindi really got
into it. She lifted her head up and, every time my dick
slid in and out of Holly’s cunt, ran her tongue along
it to lick Holly’s cum from it, so that I was
simultaneously screwing Holly and getting a blow job
from Cindi.
The combined sensation of tongue and twat was forcing
me closer to orgasm than I wanted to be right then, so
I massaged Holly’s ass a little to give my mind more to
occupy. Holly’s hand snuck around and joined mine for a
little bit. She pulled on her ass cheeks and left her
little pink butthole exposed. This gave me another
idea.
I pulled my cock out of her pussy and let it hang in
Cindi’s face. I bent over and poked my thumb up into
Holly’s twat (not an easy thing to do from behind —
try it some time!). I slid it in and out, and when it
was good and wet with her hot sauce, I slid it into her
asshole. Holly gasped, “Oh, shit, yes!” as it went in,
and pushed backwards to get my thumb all the way inside
her tight, little anus.
Cindi, meanwhile, had been licking my prick as it
dangled in her face. She’s always been really great at
giving head (at least as long as I’ve known her), and I
guess the fact that she was licking Holly’s pussy juice
from my prick turned her onto it even more.
Even for a woman of Cindi’s talents, this was something
special. She kept her tongue moving up and down the
shaft, and wrapped her lips sensuously around the head.
Her hands worked around to my ass and she tickled it
lightly while her mouth did its job on my cock. Then
she sucked gently on my balls as she guided me back
inside Holly.
The three of us were into some serious rock and roll.
Holly was eating Cindi’s twat with redoubled vigor, and
Cindi was licking Holly’s clit and my cock at more or
less the same time. My thumb was still moving in and
out of Holly’s ass. Threesomes are always a bit
awkward, and this was no exceptions. Sometimes, we
would just move the wrong way and my dick would
occasionally slip out of Holly’s steamy slit. Every
time that happened, Cindi would just lick it clean of
Holly’s tart pussy juice and push it back in.
Cindi’s tongue was so talented that it was a real
effort to keep from shooting my load whenever she was
licking my rod. Ultimately, a futile one. My cock
couldn’t take any more. Between Holly’s tight pussy and
Cindi’s hot tongue, I was past the edge. As Cindi’s
lips kissed Holly’s essence from my prick, the cum
started shooting out.
It was a really massive orgasm, and my cream seemed to
spurt out forever. Each pass of her mouth brought forth
another thick squirt from the depths of my balls. Some
of it splashed onto Holly’s bush and stomach, but most
of it ended up on Cindi’s face and tits. Cindi
immediately started rubbing it over her breasts.
Holly stopped eating Cindi’s gash and turned upwards,
pulling her ass out of my reach. I could see that her
asshole was still a bit dilated from my thumb. Holly
worked her way up to Cindi’s tits so she could lick my
sperm off of them. Cindi moaned in satisfaction as
Holly’s pink tongue roamed over her erect nipples. Her
hands snaked down to her pussy and she began to finger
herself. One set of fingers drove deep into her snatch,
while the other diddled her clit. She shuddered as her
hand rubbed up and down, and spread her legs wide.
Cindi was getting close to cumming. She was pounding at
least three fingers in and out of her twat, and I mean
fast. Her cunt was making slurping noised each time her
hand pulled out. The other hand moved faster and faster
over her clit. And Holly was still sucking and licking
her tits.
Cindi started saying, “Oh god fuck oh fuck oh god oh
fuck!fuck!fuck!” in a low and urgent voice. Suddenly,
her whole body went rigid as a truly massive orgasm
swept her. She rammed her fingers all the way up inside
herself and kept them there as her snatch clenched them
in an ecstatic embrace.
I watched this quite happily, then turned my attention
and tongue to Holly’s cunt. I spread her pussy lips
with my hand and started to lap up her cream. My tongue
stabbed out again and again at her pulsing pussy. I
moved my fingers in and out of the slit I’d been so
recently fucking.
Holly stopped sucking on Cindi’s tits and rolled over
onto her back, spreading her legs to give me easier
access to the depths of her pleasure. Her scent and
taste were wonderful, and I was enjoying them
immensely. Holly’s hand reached down to my head. She
started to push her twat into my face.
I responded by putting my fingers, slick with her
juices, up into her asshole. This was too much for her,
I guess, because the walls of her slit tightened around
my tongue as she came. She choked off a scream and
wrapped her legs around my head, trying to draw me
inside of her.
It was about this point that I noticed Cindi sucking
and licking on my cock again. I was already hard,
despite the massive cum I’d just had, but I wasn’t
about (or even ready!) to shoot again for a quite
while. So I just leaned back to enjoy a truly
spectacular blow job. Cindi looked stunning as she
moved around my prick. My cum from my previous load was
still dripping from her face, making her pale skin
shine. Her lips were wrapped around the very tip of my
prick, and her hair was a brilliant burst of color.
Cindi had lowered my pants all the way down so she
could have full access to my crotch. She used this to
the best advantage she ever had…and she’s only topped
it once since. She started just by running her tongue
around the head of my prick. It was warm and wet and
rough and felt absolutely wonderful. She started at the
very edge and spiraled her way in to the hole. Then she
lowered her lips and kissed it gently. Flattening her
tongue along the bottom side of my rod, she lowered her
mouth over me.
Cindi’s cheeks tightened around my prick. Her lips were
a tight circle and her tongue was in constant motion as
she slowly lifted her head up, until just the very tip
was still in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around
the head, sucking up the pre-cum that was oozing from
it in a steady stream.
As I lay there enjoying the show (and the blow), Holly
moved down to join her. While Cindi was playing her
attentions over the head of my cock, Holly got down
between my legs and started to lick that little area
between my ass and my balls. Only one other girl had
ever done that to me before, and the excruciatingly
pleasant memory of that was jolted into reality
immediately.
My balls tensed up as Holly’s tongue ran all over,
dipping down the very rim of my butthole, and then
worked oh-so-slowly back up to my testicles. She ran
her quick and tickling tongue up the underside of my
swollen sacs and took them gently into her mouth.
Holly’s mouth worked my balls lightly for a moment.
Then, she started her way up to up to my cock, where
she joined Cindi in trying to make me cum. The two of
them licked my prick from top to bottom. They settled
their tongues on either side of the head. I had to
close my eyes and lean back. I was really close to the
edge as it was, and watching the two of them giving me
a double header would have just too much.
I wanted to take my time and enjoy the feeling of
having two gorgeous females running their talented
tongues over my cock. And both of them seemed to want
for my load, because they kept trading places up at the
head, each trying to be the one to have my wad blow
into their mouth.
Holly seemed to be winning out. I pumped my hips up and
down as Holly moved her mouth over the top of my stiff
prick. I could feel it ramming up against the back of
her mouth. She just opened wider and started sucking
harder and harder, moving her mouth up and down over
the length of my rod. She slurped loudly on it, making
inarticulate pleasure sounds. “Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm.”
Cindi moved up and started to kiss me deeply and
passionately. Her tongue moved in and out of my mouth.
Then she moved up slightly and dragged my fact to her
tits. They were small, but well-defined. Her nipples
were firm under my lips. She started whispering, “Go
ahead, suck them, pull on them.” On hand reached down
to play with her twat. “Ahhh…you like this, Dave? I
know you want to cum. Come on, do it. I want to see you
cum in her mouth. You want that, Holly-ho? You want his
cum down your throat?”
“Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm,” was Holly’s only response, as
she swirled her tongue around my prick. I was getting
to close for comfort, so I really started to push my
cock into Holly’s mouth. She was taking every inch that
she could, and then some. I could feel the sperm
boiling up from the depths of my balls. Behind closed
eyes, I could almost see it work its way up the shaft,
until I couldn’t hold back.
I choked slightly as my cream shot out in a massive
spurt that filled Holly’s mouth. Holly cooed and let it
sit in her mouth until I was done. Then she withdrew
slowly. Cindi immediately moved down and and pulled her
up. “You have to share,” she said. I opened my eyes in
time to see Cindi as she pulled Holly toward her for a
long, wet kiss.
My cum passed from one mouth to the other, dripping
down both of their faces. Then they moved down and
started to lick the sperm from my shrinking rod. I sat
and looked at the two of them with a silly, satisfied
grin. The two of them looked incredibly sexy as their
pink tongues wiped my dick clean. I could see drops of
my cum glistening in Holly’s hair.
Incredibly relaxed by the entire experience, I closed
my eyes and leaned back. I must have drifted off,
because the next time I opened them, I saw another
cock-raising sight. Cock raising except in this case,
because I felt thoroughly drained. No amount of mere
visual stimulation, no matter how sexy, was likely to
get me up again, at least not right away. I have to
admit, though, this was pretty damned near close
enough.
Cindi was lying down on a blanket spread on the floor,
on her back with her legs spread far apart. Her hands
were busily rubbing what appeared to be No Frills
vegetable oil over her tits. Her fingers paid special
attention to her nipples, and she stroked them gently
but firmly.
That wasn’t the big turn on, although it wasn’t too
bad, I must say. I mean, I’ve seen women play with
their boobs before. One old girlfriend used to suck on
her own nipples while I was fucking her…but I’ll save
that for another net.article! :{)
Anyway, down between Cindi’s legs was Holly. Holly was
on her knees, with her ass up in the air and her head
down, eating Cindi’s pretty pink snatch. Two fingers
were pushing their way deep into Cindi’s ass. In
addition, Holly was wiggling a large double-dildo
around in her own ass and pussy. Man-o-Maneschwevitz! I
mean, I knew just how much into fucking and sucking
Cindi was, but I’d never known that Holly was also a
major league player! (And yes, I’ve taken advantage of
this knowledge since then.)
As Holly’s fingers moved in and out of Cindi’s back
door, Cindi was moaning, “Ohhhh, yes, please, up my
ass, that’s it, deeper, god, fuck my asshole, shit
faster please fuck it fuck it.” She was sliding back
and forth across the blanket, trying to get more of
Holly up her butthole.
Holly responded by ramming her fingers into Cindi’s
ass, and licking her clit really roughly. Cindi
squirmed and gasped. She pulled her legs up and apart
and thrust her well-greased ass forward. Her little
brown rim was stretched wide around Holly’s hand. She
held it there as Holly tongued her to a throbbing
orgasm. Then she sort of collapsed into a smiling and
relaxed heap.
I whistled appreciatively at the performance. Cindi
murmured something to Holly that I couldn’t quite
catch. Holly turned around. I could see Cindi’s pussy
juices smeared on her face. She licked her lips and
said to me, “She want you to do her ass.”
I smiled weakly. “Ummm…I don’t think I’m quite up to
it.” I said, gesturing at my cock. It was still making
a halfhearted effort to rise to the occasion, but I’d
used up an awful lot of juice in the last few hours.
“Unless you want to try and change the situation…?”
Holly gave me a very sensual and sat up, pulling the
dildo out of herself in the process. She knelt down on
the floor in front of me.
Holly reached down to her dripping snatch and rubbed
her hand until it was thickly coated with her sweet
cream. She applied them to my cock and kept repeating
the process until my prick was well lubed. I was very
rapidly getting stiff again, but it was still too soon
to even think about cumming again. This was good,
because I was able to really enjoy Holly’s hands as she
jacked me off with her pussy juice.
Holly’s fist rubbed up and down my rod, sending little
tingling sensations throughout my entire central
nervous system. Her other hand cupped my nuts, stroking
gently all the while. Her fingers spent time tickling
the head, which was already oozing pre-cum at a hefty
rate.
Soon, the entire length of my dick was sticky with our
combined fluids. Holly reached out with her tongue and
started licking it away from my balls. Then she worked
her way up the shaft, moving slowly. Her technique was
excruciatingly pleasurable. Her tongue tickled it’s way
around until she had slurped everything but the head
clean. Then, in one swift movement, she gulped my cock
into her mouth.
Holly’s tongue was rough and wet as it roamed around my
dickhead. She was really going down deep on my cock,
and I mean all the way. I’d been deep-throated maybe a
dozen times before, and she was far and away the best
at it I’ve ever had (still is, by the way). Then she
withdrew slowly. A thin line of saliva and pre-cum
joined her lips and my prick.
She reached around for the oil and poured a liberal
amount into her hands. She rubbed her tits until they
shone, the dark nipple standing stiff and proud against
the pale flesh of her mounds. Then she leaned up and
engulfed my prick between them.
The silky skin of Holly’s tits wrapped around my rod.
Her nipples rubbed up against my stomach, and I was
starting to thrust back in counterpoint to her motions.
Every now and again she would look down and give my
cock a lick or a kiss, but for the most part, she just
rocked her body back and forth, rubbing my rod with her
pendulous breasts.
Over on the floor beyond Holly, I could see Cindi using
Holly’s discarded dildo. One hand kept the flexible
rubber cock plunging in and out of her holes, and the
other was centered on her clit. Cindi’s hips pumped up
and down as she humped herself.
That was enough to really get me hot. And when Holly
bent down to kiss my cock again, I was just about ready
to stuff it into her mouth and shoot my load down her
throat. But she pulled back and grinned up at me. “I
think you’re ready.” She stroked my prick lightly and
pulled me over to where Cindi was writhing ecstatically
on the floor.
Holly bent down, kissed Cindi’s clit, and removed the
dildo. She whispered (between occasional licks on
Cindi’s little love bud), “He’s ready, Cin.” Cindi
smiled up at me and spread her legs wide. Holly poured
some oil onto Cindi’s asshole and massaged it in with
her fingers, letting them slip in and out of the little
puckered anus.
Then she poured some more onto my cock and rubbed it
in. She held onto it as I positioned myself between
Cindi’s legs and pulled Cindi’s legs up so that her
butt was facing a tad upward. Then she acted as a guide
as I slowly pushed my prick into Cindi’s tight asshole.
Cindi squirmed and sighed as my pole invaded her anal
chute. I started to pump her rump, slowly at first, but
gradually gaining speed. She thrust herself against me
and started muttering, “Deeper damnit, go deeper,
faster harder fuck it mmmph…” She trailed off to a
muffled slurping as Holly plopped her cunt down onto
Cindi’s face. Since she was facing away from me, I
couldn’t see, but from the way Holly was cooing and
rocking back and forth with her head thrown back, I
assumed that Cindi was doing a real bang-out job of
eating pussy.
Cindi brought a hand down to play with herself. Her
fingers ran along the dewy folds of her slit and rolled
her little button. She moved faster and faster. Even as
I tried to take it slow, she kept speeding up. Now, as
a matter of choice, I prefer to take anal sex a lot
slower than regular fucking. I mean, no matter how good
it is, the asshole is designed as an “exit only.”
It was never really meant to have a prick invading
it… kind of going the wrong way up a one way street.
So taking it slow saves wear and tear. Besides, a good
tight asshole deserves to be enjoyed, know what I mean?
And I was enjoying the feel of Cindi’s rectum wrapped
around my cock. Her butt muscles gripped my pole
tightly, even after having been reamed by Holly’s
fingers and the dildo. Every time she clenched her
twat, her back door would follow suit, making a glove-
tight fit and bringing me perilously close to flooding
her with my cum.
Cindi slowed down. I was mystified, until I realized
that she was concentrating on eating Holly, who was
sitting on Cindi’s face so energetically the it’s a
miracle Cindi could still breathe. Holly was cooing
with pleasure, and I could hear the tell-tale sounds of
a hefty cunt-lashing taking place. Holly reached
around, gripped her ass and spread her cheeks. Struck
by inspiration, I grabbed the dildo and snuggled it up
against her asshole.
Holly practically screamed, “Shit YES!” and wiggled
around until it was up inside her. She reached around
and took control, plugging her ass rapidly. The other
end of the dildo flopped around Cindi’s tits, which
seemed to turn Cindi on, because she started moving
faster again.
Holly was breathing loudly and trying to stuff her cunt
into Cindi’s mouth. Cindi was fingerfucking herself
deeply. The motion of the ocean was right, and I
started to really tail-end Cindi’s well greased
asshole. Holly sped up her anal action and screamed,
“Fuck eat me eat me eat meeeeeeeee!”
She held her crotch in place over Cindi’s eager tongue
and practically rammed the dildo all the way up into
her ass. Her entire body went stiff as she came all
over Cindi’s face. Then she slid exhausted to the
floor. She lay there with the vinyl cock still
protruding from her bottom.
This left Cindi and me to our buttfucking. I really
started to push into her ass. The walls of her backside
felt marvelous around my rod as I thrust in and out.
Cindi grabbed her legs and pulled them back to spread
her ass wide for me. She started saying, “Push it
harder yes faster deeper do it shoot it fuck it oh fuck
it.” I bore down into her, filling her butt with cock.
She rose up to meet me, until my prick was all the way
up inside.
Again and again we pulled back and came together, until
I was past the point of no return. I crammed my dick
deep in Cindi’s ass and started pumping my hot cream
into her. Spurt after spurt of cum squirted out until I
was completely and full drained. Slowly, I pulled my
cock out of her sticky asshole. It was still dilated,
and my semen oozed gently out of it.
After I withdrew and collapsed on the floor, Cindi
started to pump her pussy with her fingers again. She
had several finger sliding in and out of her hot box,
and the other hand was vibrating her clit. She moaned
and held arched her back with her legs spread wide open
and stiff.
Her fingers moved frantically over her little love
button, and her entire body shook. Her snatch
frenetically contracted and dilated around her probing
fingers. Her rosy asshole quivered, and my sperm flowed
forth from her in a thick white stream. Her breathing
was short and staccato. Finally, she relaxed and went
limp and brought her hand up to her mouth to lick her
own cum from it.
We never get to any of the campus parties that night.
Somehow, I don’t think we missed out.