“Good, because I’m horny this morning,” she said as she kissed her way down from my tits over my slightly bulging belly and down to my pussy. When her tongue rasped over my clit, my entire body shivered and I wanted to cum right then and there, but I wanted more of her tongue first. I held myself back as she continued to lick my clit and explore my pussy with her mouth and lips. Apparently I had good control of my orgasms, because I managed not to cum…but then I realized I was holding myself back for no good reason. The next time she drew her tongue over my clit, I let go and reached my peak.
Something alarming must have happened when I came because after my moment of pleasure had passed, I saw Bobbi looking up at me from between my thighs. “What?”
“I think you were loud enough to wake up the entire dorm,” she said.
I blanched. “I was?”
“Pretty fucking loud,” she said while nodding. Then she smiled. “I liked it. I must be getting better at eating pussy.” She kissed the top of my slit in satisfaction. “Want to do it to me now?”
Not only was it polite, but I wanted to eat her pussy. I needed to compare sex between her and Evan to better figure out what I was and what I wanted. “Yes.”
“Want to try something different?” she asked as she sat up.
“Sure?” I didn’t know what she had planned.
“Just a different position,” she promised me. “I’m letting my imagination wander.” She kissed her way back up my body and then kept going, grabbing hold of the tall metal frame to the bed and eventually squatting over my face to lower her pussy down on me. I would have been mortified to even suggest doing the exact same thing to another person because of my fat ass, but Bobbi was probably half my weight and twice as limber. It was a pleasure and a privilege to have her sit on my face so I could eat her out.
It was crazy some of the things you do in college. Add sex to the crazy and you get tales that you don’t want to share with anyone.
I was determined not to let Bobbi show me up in the pussy eating department. She was as hot and wet as I was, though her blonde pubic hair was carefully trimmed back to a near-plush length and was shaved at the sides to better accommodate her running shorts. I ate and sucked on her pussy making her moan like she was in pain until her legs went tight around my head and she released her pleasure into me.
She didn’t actually put all her weight on me, even after she came. When she was done, she rolled off the bed and started grabbing her running clothes.
“What are you doing?”
“Gotta keep training,” she said. “Though I like sex first,” she added and leaned down to give me a kiss once she had her athletic bra on along with her running tights. “I’m going to smell you on me for the next hour. I bet I come back here ready to fuck you again.” She shoved her feet into her shoes and walked out the door.
I considered getting Buzzy out from the box under my bed, not to cum, but to keep myself on edge so I’d be good and ready for her when Bobbi got home. Instead, I just rolled over and fell back to sleep in her bed.
The movement of the bed as Bobbi slipped back under the sheets woke me from my drowsing. Her body was hot and sweaty but not at all unpleasant.
“Back so soon?” I mumbled to her.
She laughed lightly. “I’ve been gone an hour.” I felt her hand go between my legs and I encouraged her by parting my thighs. “And I’m still horny.”
“Good,” I managed to say as she got to work on my pussy. What was wrong with me? Why did I want sex all the time now? I shouldn’t have minded—and maybe I didn’t—but being a slave to my base urges did get a little trying.
“I want to make you cum again,” she said, giving me a quick kiss and all but ignoring my breasts. They were drained of their milk and had little attraction for her at the moment. I’d be full again in a few hours.
A little noise of pleasure escaped my lips. She took that as assent.
“You’re beautiful when you’re cumming,” she complimented me with another kiss that I wasn’t able to return. Her strong, nimble fingers had me quickly building up toward another climax. Still, her words annoyed me because I didn’t think of myself as beautiful. “I want you to wake the dorm with your screams.”
And I wanted to protest that I didn’t scream when I had sex. I was noisy, sure, but I didn’t scream. But then I could hear how loud I was being and maybe I was louder than I thought.
Between Bobbi’s body heat and what she was doing to my body, I quickly got overheated and threw back the covers in a clumsy gesture. It didn’t stop her, of course, but she did let her eyes travel over my plump body.
“And I love your body too,” she added eagerly.
“Don’t,” I managed to squeak out, but she ignored whatever I was trying to communicate. Her hand was moving fast now back and forth, in and out of my soaking wet pussy. I only then realized she was naked, having stripped off before rejoining me in bed. It was her middle and ring finger slamming into me loud enough to sound like a repeated, violent slapping or spanking. I spread my legs wider, willing her to use me, to form her fingers like a cock and fuck me.
The noise I made as I came unsettled me, and I was at the receiving end of the pleasure. I twisted my hips, back, and limbs in an attempt to find additional relief. I knew I was too loud and was glad that the heavy dorm room door was closed because I could have wakened the dead with my pleasure cries.
“I probably shouldn’t do that, but I love making you cum that that,” Bobbi told me with a kiss.
“Uh-huh,” I panted, not ready to do anything else. I did vaguely caress her arm but didn’t have enough coordination to make it effective. We held each other a minute before panic slammed into me. “I’m gonna be late for class!” I blurted out sitting bolt upright.
Bobbi pulled me back to her. “No, we’re not. It’s Sunday. We’re gonna spend all day in bed, nursing and having sex, okay?”
“Okay,” I agreed. It was easier to agree than to argue. And I couldn’t say no to sex.
We fell back asleep and I was woken by the buzzing of my phone letting me know I had received a text. It was Evan.
Want to come over for sex?
My answer would have been yes if it weren’t for my half-asleep and completely naked girlfriend next to me in bed. She muttered something about rudeness and rolled over. For the moment I was sated enough that I didn’t need to jump out of bed and run across campus for Evan’s cock.
Still, I wouldn’t say no to his cock if it came over to me.
Moving carefully, I picked out a message to Evan.
Do you want to come over to watch me fuck my girlfriend?
Again, I was jumping ahead. She wasn’t my girlfriend, but Evan didn’t care about that.
Really?! Are you serious?
I wanted to be serious. My heart was pounding in my chest because I wanted him to watch while I fucked Bobbi. Hell, I wanted him to participate in me fucking Bobbi.
Give me a few hours to sleep. Let me convince Bobbi.
How I was going to do that, I didn’t know.
But Evan didn’t care. Like any guy who was being enticed by the possibility of fucking two women at once, he thought with his dick.
Sure. Text me when she’s convinced.
I was sure I was fucking up my life.
Okay.
Chapter Nine
“Want to fuck a guy?” I asked Bobbi when she woke up.
She looked at me like someone who was desperately in need of coffee—which she was—but knew she wasn’t going to get any—because she was an athlete and she didn’t pollute her body with caffeine. Whatever. “You’re asking if I want to fuck a guy?” she asked, as if I were asking her about the fine details of interdimensional travel.
“Yeah,” I replied a little too brightly considering the early hour (ten a.m. on a Sunday) and circumstances (she was, for all intents and purposes, my girlfriend and probably a lesbian).
“Why are you asking that?” she replied. It was obvious s
he was stalling for time, looking for a way to say no, to admit she was a lesbian, to make it seem like this wasn’t an unusual question to get on a Sunday after just having sex with your roommate.
“Umm…curious,” I said. I hadn’t gamed out how our conversation would go. I should have, but I was always lousy at predicting what things other people would say and do. “I guess I’m asking would you ever fuck a guy?”
She gave me a half-shrug which let the bedcovers slip down her body, exposing her breasts. “Maybe? Why?”
Her bare tits distracted me. “Umm…because Evan is curious about…you know…maybe seeing us have sex.” The words sounded incredibly stupid coming out of my mouth.
Bobbi’s eyes narrowed. “Are you being serious?”
I nervously licked my lips. “Kind of?”
“You want to do that for your boyfriend?”
My heart started pounding in my chest. “Evan’s not my boyfriend,” I said hurriedly. “He’s…he’s just a guy I’m seeing.” That was a lie. I considered him my boyfriend just like I considered her my girlfriend. I hadn’t managed to tell either of them that yet.
“And fucking,” Bobbi added.
“Okay, yeah, that’s true,” I confessed. She had figured that out, but it was obvious to everyone include blind Professor Griffin that we were fucking.
“He just wants to see two girls go at it.”
I tried to play that off as ridiculous. “If he wants to see that, he can just watch some porn.”
“Watching porn isn’t the same as seeing it right in front of you.”
“Okay true,” I conceded, “but…”
Bobbi waited expectantly. “But what?”
I didn’t have anything. “But nothing,” I sighed. “I told him everything about you and me and my milk.” I looked down sadly at my tits hidden under the t-shirt I had pulled on. “He said it was sexy and we got to talking and…” I took in a deep breath and decided it couldn’t get any worse. “We got to talking and he said he thought it was hot that you and I were having sex and when he said he’d love to see it…well, I thought that was hot too. I’d love to fuck you in front of him.” It was half a lie and not exactly how it had gone between us, but I wanted to have both Evan and Bobbi in bed with me. And if he fucked her, so much the better.
“That’s just crazy,” Bobbi declared.
“Yeah, well, there’s a good amount of missing sanity in me being your roommate just so you can breastfeed off me to give you a little advantage on the track.”
Bobbi looked at me blankly for a long moment. “Okay,” she finally said.
I didn’t understand. “Okay what?”
“Okay he can come over and watch us. And maybe he can fuck you while I watch.”
“Really?” I was confused but my pussy was on fire…and soaking wet.
The smile on her face told me she wasn’t just giving in. She wanted to try this out as well. “Yes. Really.”
I sent Evan a text message telling him to come over and bring condoms.
I swear that he must have run across campus at a speed that would have put the entire track team to shame. He tried to be cool about it and must have taken a short breather before buzzing into my dorm, but his face was flushed and he was obviously recovering from being winded after extreme physical exertion. Plus it only took him five minutes to appear at my door instead of the usual fifteen or twenty.
“Hey,” I said when I opened the door. He was trying to look casual, but I could see the eager glint in his eyes.
“Hey yourself,” he said and leaned in for a kiss on my cheek. It wasn’t because he was ashamed of being with me, it was because he didn’t want to seem like a letch in front of Bobbi.
My roommate had thrown on some clothes before Evan arrived, which seemed sort of silly to me because of what we were planning, but I wasn’t going to piss her off by criticizing her mode of dress right then.
After kissing me, Evan’s eyes went to Bobbi who was standing expectantly next to her bed. “Hey Evan.”
“Bobbi,” he said with an eager smile.
I had forgotten they knew each other because of their on-campus sporting life.
“How do you want to do this?” Bobbi asked me.
“Umm…I haven’t planned that far ahead,” I confessed.
Evan didn’t say anything, which was smart because he knew that talking too much could only fuck this up for him. Going along with whatever Bobbi and I decided was the wisest choice of action.
Abruptly Bobbi pulled up her shirt, exposing her tits to us. Evan’s already smiling face brightened even more. “What do you think of these?” she asked him.
There was only one right answer and Evan nailed it. “They’re fantastic.”
“I thought you only like girls with big boobs.”
Evan shook his head so violently I thought it would go flying off. “No. Every woman is beautiful in her own way.”
Bobbi rolled her eyes. “Oh please. You’re just saying that to get laid.” Her eyes narrowed. “Or to watch me and Holly fuck.”
“Maybe,” he said carefully, “but it’s true too.”
Before Bobbi could say anything else, I stepped around Evan, walked up to her, and kissed Bobbi like the lovers that we were. “Stop teasing,” I told her and helped her lift her shirt all the way over her head.
“He just wants to watch us mess around,” she said resentfully. I occurred to me just then that she was jealous. She wanted me all to herself. I understood that, but I wasn’t going to send Evan away because of it.
“Yeah, but I want him to watch us,” I told her with another kiss. “And you want him to watch us.” Maybe that last part wasn’t true, but Bobbi didn’t resist as I pushed her back to the bed. She wound up on her back and I eagerly got out of my t-shirt and sweatpants. I showed off for Evan, dragging my tits across Bobbi’s face and letting suck on me a minute, which made me shiver and made my milk start flowing.
“Fuck,” I cursed, because it felt good to have her suck on me and I was losing milk that was dripping onto the sheets.
“What’s the matter?” Normally when Bobbi started nursing, nothing stopped her, but I was louder than normal.
“I’m leaking,” I said and pressed one hand to my right breast, once again futilely trying to stop the flow.
Unexpectedly Bobbi shifted her eyes over to Evan who was watching politely next to my desk. “Can he help out?” she asked.
“What?”
“You like being nursed from him, don’t you?” Bobbi asked me sharply. She was more perceptive than I gave her credit for.
“Yeah…” I answered carefully.
Bobbi took charge. “Come over and help Holly out,” she said to Evan. There was some repositioning of our bodies. Bobbi stay on her back, I moved closed to the edge of the bed, and Evan crouched on the floor. Bobbie continued to nurse from me while Evan leaned in and took my other nipple in his mouth.
Getting doubled nursed was incredible. Maybe couples were the societal norm, but I was already on board with thinking that a trio was much, much better and fuck society’s norms.
While they nursed, Evan’s hand went from my shoulder down my back to eventually rest on my ass. Bobbi wasn’t so subtle; she just lifted her hand up between my legs and fingered my pussy. When Evan moved his hand all the way around my ass he found Bobbi’s fingers already there.
“Oh. Sorry,” he said.
She gave him an honest smile, pushing my big tit out of the way. “It’s okay. Are you ready to do this with her?” she asked him.
I felt like I was being used by them…and I loved it.
“More than ready,” he said as he pulled his shirt up over his head.
I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, exactly, but I was more than ready
End Part Two
Part Three
Chapter Ten
“Why don’t you fuck her while I suck on her,” Bobbi suggested to Evan.
It wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, but
I was willing to go along with it.
And so was Evan. “Sure!” he said with enthusiasm, standing up and stripping down.
Both Bobbi and I turned out heads to watch him. I wished she had kept sucking on my breast, drinking my milk, but I was willing to make that small sacrifice for what was to come.
It would be over the top to say that Evan had the body of a god, maybe a demi-god at best. Athlete’s body with trim, firm muscles that weren’t bulging like overfilled water balloons, but were hard and perfectly formed, right down to his washboard abs. His chest was lightly sprinkled with sandy brown hair that matched what was on his head. The wiry hair on his chest tapered to a trail that led down to his cock. By the time he got his pants off his cock was standing at attention and was ready to go. That was good because my pussy was soaking wet and uncomfortably hot. I wanted his cock inside me.
As eager as he was, Evan was still a gentleman—or didn’t want to deal with the many side effects of sex—and rolled on a condom before he got on the bed behind me. “Is this okay?” he asked as he put his hands on my upturned ass.
I looked over my shoulder at him. “It’s more than okay,” I said eagerly. “I want you to do it.” I actually pulled away from Bobbi and reached between my legs, searching for his cock. It was resting on my ass, ready to go in, but Evan didn’t move. He wasn’t ready yet.
“Is it okay with you, Bobbi?” Evan asked my roommate/girlfriend/lover/milk beneficiary. He was overly polite now.
Bobbi had removed her hand from between my legs and put it between her own. I could just barely hear her starting to vigorously jill herself as she continued to nurse from my milk-laden tits. I wasn’t overly full. It had just been a few hours since she had last feasted on my tits, but the wonder of lactation was that I was always making more milk.
She pulled her mouth away from my breast. I was so large that she had to push it aside and turn her head to answer Evan. It was a wonder that I didn’t smother her with my big boobs. “Go ahead and fuck her,” she said. “I want to hear her moan while I nurse.”
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