The fall started out really well. The top floor apartment was nothing short of spectacular; you could see the mountains out of the sliding glass doors. We even had a little grill on the outdoor patio for cookouts. I know what you’re thinking. How would they let college students have a top floor outdoor patio? I understand they gave those spaces back to faculty in recent years.
The apartment was a serious “girl magnet” location. The first day Zach and I got in there, we gave each other whooping high fives. We set up bamboo curtains in between our main areas, and Zach let me keep the couch on my side. Each of us had enough room for a bed, as well as huge desks made up of doors on wooden blocks. With a fridge and a row of speakers in the TV room, even a guitar and an amp, it was impressive college living. I was soon getting visits from several girls from my past, friends I had made along the way, Zach’s friends as well. Everyone wanted to check out the new pad. A few bean bag chairs and a strobe light and we were ready for anything.
Even by the first weekend, you could tell it was going to be an interesting year. That part did not disappoint. On the first Friday night, after all the students arrived, my friend Lisa stopped by. It was amazing to see how much she had changed since spending her junior year in France. She was a short, sporty girl from California, and I’d always had a crush on her, or at least I was in lust with her. She had taken to hanging around with a couple of friends who were younger, Alexis and Becky, because she had to take a basic biology class that most students get out of the way early. But she screwed that up and had to take the class late in the game, and in the process met some younger students. I had no objections when she invited them over to my place. Soon the four of us were sitting in beanbag chairs and passing around expertly rolled marijuana cigarettes that Lisa had bought from the biggest druggie in our dorm. When things got late, the conversation got wilder.
Then Lisa said, “You know, I have the keys to the pool.”
“What?” I asked her. Lisa had helped with outdoor first aid instruction classes in years past, so taking the keys home was no big thing.
“I’ve always wondered what it was like to swim in the pool after it was shut down for the night,” she said.
One detail I should mention that factored heavily into my story: on the first day of school, Zach’s parents sent him a computer, which arrived in huge Circuit City boxes. It was a far better model than we had in the library. As soon as he set it up, I had a feeling I would be seeing a lot more of him.
That’s why he ended up at home on that Friday night when Lisa, Becky and I were plotting our pool plans. It didn’t take much persuading for Zach to join us for a round of smokes, especially once he got an eyeful of those three girls. To this day, I have trouble recalling a more appealing combination. It wasn’t just their natural good looks; it was the forces of their personalities. You hear all the time about girls not being comfortable in their bodies or being overly nice. Not these girls—they swore like sailors and seemed ready to take off their clothes at any opportunity, and not necessarily with sex in mind either, but simply to feel free and unconfined.
I felt a twinge of jealousy knowing that Zach was around and that I wouldn’t have the three of them to myself. The night got late, but Lisa wouldn’t let it go, “Hey guys, let’s go for that swim!”
“But if we get busted, you could lose your job,” I said, feeling a bit awkward without knowing quite why.
“I think if we wait till two a.m. we should be okay,” Lisa said. “My legs are really sore from the hike today and I could use that whirlpool right about now.”
To my surprise, Zach accepted. I thought for sure he’d want to stay and crank out some code.
“Cool!” Alexis and Becky said, almost in unison. It was already one a.m. Killing an hour with that crew was not hard.
I was a little nervous as we jumped over the fence outside the gym. It seemed like we were tempting fate. But soon, Lisa had the exit door open for us and we were at the indoor pool, taking our clothes off, feeling the warm blasts from the heating vents that should have been shut off by now. Along the pool walls were some neon signs commemorating past championships that were also evidently not shut off at night, so you could see better than I expected inside, though everything had a red hue. I had almost forgotten to be uncomfortable around these girls. Hoping to appear liberated, I wasted no time stripping off all my clothes and jumping in the pool before anyone could get a good look at me. Zach lingered, wrestling with his shirt buttons.
I heard the girls jump in and looked up to see Zach fiddling with his belt. I started to feel bad for him, thinking he was nervous. That was when it dawned on me that the girls were watching him expectantly. When Zach’s pants came down, I heard a couple of gasps and then, “Wow!”
Even in the red light you could see that Zach had something big dangling between his legs. All three girls were staring avidly now.
“C’mon in, Zach!” Alexis called out. “It’s not that cold … not that you have anything to worry about.”
“No, I don’t think shrinkage is a problem here,” said Becky, and they all laughed. Zach walked toward the edge of the pool and you could see his big soft penis flopping. He didn’t seem shy at all anymore. If anything, he seemed proud. I was relieved when he was finally in the water. We all started splashing around, and the sexual tension that had ratcheted up when Zach took off his clothes dissolved. Lisa and I went into the deep end of the pool to see who could swim faster. I was swimming behind her, trying not to think about how fine she was with her little brown body and toned swimmer’s legs. The last thing I wanted to do was to get a hard-on right now.
When we finished our race, Lisa and I clung to the gutter and looked over to the shallower end of the pool. Alexis and Becky were standing close to Zach, no longer splashing around. I heard whispers and giggles but strained to hear more. I felt my own cock twitching. So much for the fun, innocent swim. Suddenly there was something at stake again.
“Let’s give them a little privacy,” Lisa said to me.
“We’re going to the sauna,” announced Lisa, as we got out of the water at the other end of the pool.
We walked through the locker room into the girls’ sauna. It was still warm from the night before. Lisa turned up the temperature on the wall.
I made a point of looking away from her, just a glimpse of her small but fine looking breasts was enough to make me twitch again. I sure didn’t want to get a hard-on in here.
We had never been naked around each other before, but we actually managed to shift the conversation to politics. Lisa’s father was a politician, and I had been thinking about politics as one field I might want to enter, managing local or state campaigns. I tried hard to talk to Lisa about working on her dad’s projects, as if shooting the breeze with hot nude girls was nothing new for me. I crossed my legs a bit to keep my cock from jutting up. I managed to maintain the pretense for fifteen minutes or so as the sauna heated up.
Suddenly we heard a louder noise—the unmistakable sounds of somebody getting fucked.
“Uh oh,” said Lisa with a knowing smirk.
I felt self-conscious, so I tried to focus back on the subject at hand, but then we heard a louder “YES” from the poolroom. I thought it was Alexis but it could have been Becky.
Lisa cracked up again.
“YES!” again, a bit louder. Followed by a wail that was hard to understand. “Give it to me!” maybe.
“Okay, that’s it,” Lisa said. “I can’t take it anymore.” With that, she had her right hand in between her legs as she spread them out.
“Isn’t that the sexiest sound?” she asked. “A woman screaming in sexual joy.”
“Yeah …” I had to admit, it was really hot to hear a girl carry on like that.
“Go ahead, touch yourself,” Lisa said. “Don’t make me be the only dirty one here.”
With some shyness, I went ahead and started stroking myself, listening to the moans from the pool room.
It felt g
reat; my erection came to life quickly.
“That’s it! Let her have it!” That was definitely Becky. Her voice had a way of cracking when she raised it.
“Becky!” Lisa and I said at the same time. That meant it was Alexis getting it on with Zach.
The noises were coming more frequently now.
“Get it, you slut! Fuck him good!” Becky was calling out.
Lisa laughed. I felt awkward hearing the word “slut” used like that, even by a girl to another girl. That was a taboo word on our campus. Lisa was working a few fingers in and out of her pussy with urgency; it was so hot watching her please herself like that, her brownish legs spreading wider.
The sounds in the pool room had moved to the level of unintelligible screaming. It was loud enough to be heard from the outside, but we were all too preoccupied to care.
“Oh dammit, I can’t take it anymore!” said Lisa. Before I could say anything, she was straddling me. “I need some dick inside me!”
I was shocked by her attitude; I had never heard her talk like this.
“But Lisa, don’t we need a condom?”
“It’s okay,” Lisa said, “I’m on the pill.” I wasn’t sure that it was okay, but there was no time to protest. Before I knew it, she had my dick inside her and was humping away.
“Oh yeah!” Lisa said. “Fuck me!”
I grabbed her and started working myself inside, moving her up and down. Then came the fateful moment: I found my mind wandering. I suddenly wished I was not fucking Lisa. I wanted to be in the other room watching Alexis get it from Zach, to see what was making her scream like that. And I had wanted to fuck Lisa for years. Then it was Beth tormenting my thoughts again, and that one crazy night with her sister. What the hell? I slipped out. Damn it. Focus! So I worked my cock back inside Lisa and grabbed her by the waist again.
“Harder!” Lisa implored. “Harder.”
I did my damndest, thrusting up inside her.
We picked up the pace. She was grabbing my shoulders so hard it almost hurt as she slammed up and down. A couple of times I fell out, due to the vigorous thrusting, but I managed to put my cock back inside her without losing too much momentum. I could see the flashes of frustration on her face when we lost the rhythm. There was really no emotional connection between us to ease the moment. She was treating me like a sex object, and I wasn’t sure I liked it. Lisa held onto me with her right hand around my neck, rubbing her clit like crazy with her left while I thrust up into her.
It was over fast. With Alexis screaming and Lisa’s pussy squeezing up around me I couldn’t help it. I tried to think about flowers and math problems and anything but the moment, but I found myself coming really hard inside her.
“Oh yeah!” Lisa called out. “That’s so hot.” She lifted herself off me, clearly pleased that she had made me cum so easily.
She cleaned herself up with a towel. The noises from the other room had subsided as well. As we left the sauna, I hoped things were winding down out there. I had a gym towel wrapped around my waist. Now I was more self-conscious than ever about being naked in front of these girls … and Zach.
Unfortunately for me, things hadn’t exactly calmed down. Well, Alexis was calm. When we walked around the lifeguard station, the first thing we saw was Alexis, plopped down on a couple of inner tubes, totally fucked out. Lisa laughed when she saw her.
“Who looks happy?” Lisa said.
Then we looked over at Becky. She was kneeling on an exercise mat, working Zach’s cock up and down with her hand while he sat on a stack of mats behind her. I was stunned by its length and thickness. I thought I heard a quick gasp from Lisa. His cock appeared to be a foot long. I later learned it was closer to nine inches, but it curved at the top, and that gave the impression of this big long snake. Becky was working his cock up and down with one hand while frantically rubbing herself between her legs with the other. It looked to me like she was just about to lose control and straddle his cock.
“Go for it Becky!” Alexis said, spreading her long legs a bit wider and spinning on the tire for a better view. Becky turned to us, noticing Lisa and me for the first time.
“God I really want to,” Becky said, “but I can’t. I’m not on the pill, and Zach doesn’t have a damn condom!” Her wide hips were really rotating now as she dipped her fingers in and out. I had mostly seen naked women in porn so I was a bit shocked by Becky’s hairy bush. I was really turned on by the way her hips moved unconsciously back and forth. She was totally in heat. I felt myself twitching, my own cock coming back to life.
“Lisa, you do it! If I can’t do it, I want to see you try,” said Becky.
Lisa looked surprised, but she hadn’t taken her eyes off Zach’s erection either. I was even more surprised that Becky would say this to Lisa right in front of me, almost as if I wasn’t there.
Almost in a trance, Lisa walked closer to Zach, who had an arrogant look on his face, the farthest thing from the computer geek I had him stereotyped as. Becky put Lisa’s hand on Zach’s cock.
“Feel that,” said Becky. “Doesn’t it feel amazing?”
Lisa didn’t say anything, but she did run her fingers along Zach’s cock. Then she kneeled down next to Becky, wrapped both hands around Zach’s penis, and started jacking him off.
“You go girl!” Becky and Alexis said, almost in unison. Becky stood over them, still working her pussy as she leaned her wide hips on the stack of mats.
I sat down in a folding chair, deeper into the shadows, trying to blend into the scenery. I couldn’t believe I was getting a chance to watch something like this again after all these years, but I didn’t want to be part of the story.
Lisa was just devouring Zach’s cock, licking at the head while working it aggressively up and down with both hands. The girls called out their approval.
Then something happened I’ll never forget. Becky kneeled behind Lisa and said, “Let me get your pussy ready.” She reached around behind Lisa and starting teasing her with her fingers. Lisa moaned.
“Oh, you’re already so wet!” Becky said. “Let’s get you even wetter.” She wrapped her body around the smaller Lisa and massaged her pussy. Becky had clearly been with a woman before.
I noticed Alexis was casually masturbating, watching the scene unfold with interest, her long white dancer’s legs splayed over the inner tube. I felt a surge of disappointment I didn’t get to see Zach take her.
As for me, my erection was getting stronger. I was rubbing my cock through the towel, fascinated by what I was watching, hoping they couldn’t see me.
“Looks like Zach is ready!” Alexis said, and it was true—his cock was fully engorged. It seemed even thicker and longer than before. You could see it glistening in the moonlight from its adventures inside Alexis.
Zach moaned and got an impatient look on his face. He stood up, grabbed Lisa—a bit roughly I thought—and led her toward a stack of mats.
“No, wait!” Becky said. “I want to get a good look at this,” and with that, she took an extra mat and put it down on the floor.
“Get on the mat!” Zach demanded, and Lisa obeyed, spreading her thin brown legs wide and putting her hand in her pussy compulsively. I was shocked. Here was this academic, all-American girl turned wanton slut, laid out on her back, begging for cock. Plus she was my friend and must have known I was still there, but she didn’t seem to look over at me or give me a thought.
Zach kneeled over her, slapping his big wet cock on her stomach. It seemed to go up to her belly button. Her little body looked amazing thrusting around for Zach’s cock. He was totally in control.
“Be careful,” Lisa said. “I’m not used to such a big cock!”
“Oh you will be soon!” Alexis called out.
As Zach started to work his head inside her, I found myself hoping either that it wouldn’t fit, or the size wouldn’t be any big deal. I didn’t want his cock to feel different than mine inside her.
“Oww!!!” said Lisa as he started worki
ng his head in. I wondered if Zach’s head was bigger around than his cock.
Then we all heard a loud plop. That was Zach’s head moving fully into Lisa’s pussy.
Alexis and Becky laughed.
“Owwww,” said Lisa again. Zach took his time, careful not to bludgeon her with it. He pushed it in just a little more, most of his cock still outside her. I was relieved—it seemed that Zach’s cock was bringing more pain than pleasure—but then …
“Wow!” was Lisa’s next comment, and both the girls laughed.
Nobody expected what happened next: Zach pulled his cock all the way out.
“Put it back in!” Lisa implored.
“Yeah, put it back!” said Becky impatiently.
“She has to beg me for it,” Zach said, smiling wickedly. He looked her in the eyes. “Beg me for it.”
I was glad. I could never imagine Lisa doing that.
But without any hesitation she said, “Please, Zach, give me that cock. I want to feel it so bad!” And for emphasis, she pushed her pussy hard toward him, almost spearing herself on it before he pulled out of reach again.
“Give it to me!!” Lisa yelled.
I noticed a change in Alexis. No longer casually watching, she was intensely staring now, moving her fingers in and out with more urgency. Becky too. Just like me, the girls were entranced by how Zach was conquering this do-gooder, “always in control” Alpha girl.
Zach pushed himself into Lisa again. More grunts and moans. Once his cock head was inside her, he pushed himself down on top of her and held her arms to the mat.
The next few minutes are so difficult for me to think about; it’s all I can do to write about them now. Lisa was screaming bloody murder and shuddering with orgasms while Zach casually worked himself around her, not really even fucking her hard, just thrusting in and out slowly, almost in a circular motion. The intensity of her pleasure was incredible to watch. I felt both turned on and inadequate, remembering our quick and inconsequential fuck.
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