by Lexi Archer
Reese did the next bit of work by unsnapping the bra and then her tits were spilling free. It was weird. I’d seen her tits popping out of her bra so many times before, but there was something sexy and different about it now. The difference being that this time when she pulled her bra off and her tits did that bounce that I loved so much I was imagining what Aiden and the other guys in the pizza joint must have been thinking when they saw the same sight.
That was still just a minor part of it, though. No, more than anything I was imagining him enjoying this sight while he was all alone in his car with convenient bench seats moving in on my girlfriend and running his hands all over her body in much the same way that I was in the here and now.
It was enough to make me drunk on lust. It was enough to fill me with a longing. A strange longing that was so fucked up and unlike anything a man in a proper relationship should be feeling. It was a longing to not just hear about her adventures with another man.
No, I needed to see those adventures up close and personal. I needed to see what it was like to watch another man running his hands all over her body. Explore her tits with his tongue. Slide his cock inside her.
Hold the phone. Slide his cock inside her? I thought about that as I was undoing her pants. As I was pulling them down, sure to hook my fingers in her underwear as I went so I could pull everything down in one go, I considered that. I wondered what it would feel like to see another man doing what I was doing now. To see his eyes going wide as her pussy, slick and wet, came into sight and he realized that he was so close to that prize that had been all mine until so very recently.
It occurred to me that I didn’t even know if she was still all mine. It was entirely possible that she fucked Aiden last night and she just hadn’t gotten to that part of the story yet. She could’ve had another man’s cock inside her and that thought was making my cock throb rather than sending me into a rage.
I needed more. I quickly started ripping off my own clothes and tossing them to the side until the two of us were alone in our birthday suits staring at one another. Her chest was heaving, her nipples were straining, and it was obvious that she was just as fucking turned on as I was. Though I didn’t see how she could possibly be as turned on as me given the feelings I was dealing with. Dealing with the obsession that was fueling my fantasies.
“What else happened?” I asked.
As she bit her lip and was obviously trying to decide whether or not she wanted to tell me what happened, fuck was it hot that she was still holding back like that, I crawled on top of her and positioned my cock right at the entrance to her tight pussy. Her pussy that could’ve been fucked by another man last night for all I know.
I was going to know, though. She was going to tell me everything no matter how she tried to play hard to get.
“I pushed back on him and he thought I was trying to push him away. He started making excuses for how it wasn’t really cheating on you if I was just making out with him,” she said.
Damn this was fucking difficult. I was in a position now where not only was I hearing about what she’d done, but I was hearing about it while I had the added mind blowing sensation of sliding my cock inside her hot wet and oh-so-tight treasure. Not blowing my load inside her was one of the hardest things I’d ever done, and I had a feeling that this was going to be a marathon rather than a sprint where I was constantly doing my best not to rocket over the edge.
“Something tells me you weren’t all that worried about whether or not you were cheating on me at that point,” I managed to gasp out.
Reese bit her lip in what I was taking to be the universal sign for her not wanting to tell me whatever was coming next while at the same time I desperately needed her to tell me whatever was coming next.
“No, he was pretty damn surprised when he realized why I was pushing him away, and it didn’t have anything to do with you baby,” she said.
I groaned as I bottomed out inside her. Torture. Pure torture. I was buried inside her, the walls of her pussy were grasping at my cock and practically begging for me to explode inside her, and all I could think about was how I needed more. I needed to hear everything. I needed to hear the whole goddamn story before I exploded but I was so close.
So I held myself inside her for a moment while the excitement died down. I tried to focus on a point on the wall that wasn’t particularly interesting. It was just the brick from the dorm looking like the sort of institutional off-color brick preferred by schools the world over when things were being built back in the ‘50s and ‘60s. This dorm was that ancient.
It did the trick, too. With a sigh of relief I looked back down to Reese and she grinned. Apparently she could tell I was in a bit of a predicament and apparently she was enjoying the fuck out of it.
“Why were you pushing him away if you weren’t thinking of me?”
“Well how else was I going to get to his cock and suck on it if he was on top of me?”
Damn it. There it was. I let out one final whimper and then it was happening even as visions of her moving her lips down on his cock flooded my mind. Visions of her mouth bobbing up and down in a deserted parking lot while he stared down at her in disbelief enjoying the pleasures her mouth had to offer.
Reese gave one hell of a blowjob, and something told me Aiden had enjoyed it to its fullest. Maybe even more than I enjoyed it because I took her blowjobs for granted while he might not know if this fantasy moment was ever going to happen to him again. I imagined him blowing his load into the back of her throat and her swallowing, she didn’t like making a mess, and taking it deep inside her.
Well, I’d wondered if she had a cock inside her and I suppose I had my answer now even if the way she had a cock inside her wasn’t quite what I’d initially imagined. She’d given another man a blowjob and the thought was giving me the most intense orgasm of my life. I felt like I was emptying my whole soul into Reese instead of just pumping her full of my come.
Finally with a gasp it was done and I rolled off of her. I stared up at the ceiling and thought about everything that had just happened. I’d just learned for sure that Reese had done a hell of a lot more than flash Aiden the night before after I left and rather than being upset with her I was more upset with myself for interrupting the show last night before it could get to the good stuff.
Damn it.
11: Discussion
Reese propped herself up on an elbow next to me and I took a moment to enjoy the view. The only thing sexier than Reese after I finished fucking her was Reese when I was getting ready to fuck her, but either way I loved watching her body. She looked so damn hot with her chest rising and falling. I looked down at her tight flat stomach and imagined my come moving up inside her, though there wasn’t much danger there because she was on the pill.
More than anything I was imagining another man’s come making its way up inside her after he’d pumped his load and that was causing my cock to stir again. It was causing me to recover way faster than I usually did, and it’s not like I was an old man or anything when it came to recovering and being ready for round two.
“That really does turn you on, doesn’t it?” Reese asked.
“You bet your sexy ass it does,” I said.
It turned me on, but at the same time I was also a little annoyed now that the hotness factor had worn off. Annoyed that she’d lied to me a couple of times. Annoyed that I had to pull everything out of her. And the fact that something which was so hot when we were fucking turned into a source of annoyance once we were done had me worried that might happen with other things as well.
What if I suddenly decided I wasn’t into her with other guys once it actually happened? And it seemed that Reese was reading my mind.
“So how far would you want that to go?”
“I just don’t know,” I said with a sigh.
Reese leaned in and kissed me. “Come on babe, what’s with that tone?”
“You lied to me,” I said. There wasn’t any way to sugarcoat it.
That might’ve been hot in the moment, but if this was something we were going to do, if it was going to become a thing in our relationship, then honesty was going to become pretty fucking important. Without that it was just Reese cheating on me, even if it had been hot the first time.
Still, given how hot it was I figured I could give her a pass for that first time and see how things went moving forward.
Reese sighed. “You’re right, and I’m sorry. I really don’t know what to do beyond that.”
“I think if we’re going to do this then we need to be completely honest with each other.”
“Do this? What are you talking about?”
I locked eyes with her. Stared deep into her soul. I wanted to make sure we were absolutely on the same page if we were going to move forward with this.
“I’m very interested in you maybe doing stuff with guys if you’re interested too,” I said.
Reese flopped back on the bed beside me, though she was still right up against me. That was the thing about dorm beds. There just wasn’t much room to move around. I couldn’t wait until I got an apartment somewhere on campus where I could actually enjoy the sinful luxury of a bigger bed that had a mattress that was more than four inches thick. Even a full size bed would seem like pure decadence at this point.
“I don’t know,” she said. “When I get in the moment I start to kinda lose control. If this is something we do then you have to know that.”
Would I be okay with her losing control? I guess that would be part of the appeal of the fantasy in the first place. Her getting so worked up by another guy that she couldn’t help herself. That she’d jump on his cock without a second thought because her judgment was clouded with lust.
I suppose if we were really going to do this we’d just have to make sure and never put her in a situation where she could really and truly lose control. At least that’s the lie I told myself in the moment when the obsession well and truly had me in its grasp.
“I think I’d be okay with it,” I said.
“You can’t think you’d be okay with it,” Reese replied. “You have to know that it’s something you’d be perfectly fine with. You have to assure me now that this is something you’re going into with both eyes open because otherwise I see this causing trouble.”
“Trouble like you cheating on me with Aiden these past two weekends?”
Reese fixed me with a stare that was less than pleased, though I don’t know why she was less than pleased. After all she was the one who’d cheated on me, though even as that thought flitted through my head I realized that it wasn’t entirely fair even as it was dangerous considering what I was asking her to do. But what she’d done was cheating. There was no way around it. She didn’t technically have my permission to do any of that.
No, that permission was coming with this conversation right now. Assuming I could keep my big mouth shut and avoid accusing her long enough for it to reach the conclusion I wanted.
“You’re not going to give up on that, are you?” she asked.
“Well to be fair if it wasn’t for this fucked up fantasy we’d probably be in a shouting match right now instead of just fucking,” I said.
Reese tapped a finger against her lips and then grinned. She leaned forward and brushed her lips against mine.
“What was that for?” I asked.
“I’m going to find a way to make that up to you. Promise.”
I raised an eyebrow at that. I couldn’t think of many ways that she’d be able to make that up to me, but I was willing to play along.
“What did you have in mind, exactly?”
She leaned forward and kissed me again, this time a little more insistent. “That’s for me to know and you to find out babe.”
“So are we actually going to do this?”
Reese climbed on top of me and she grinned down. At the same time her eyes went a little wide as she felt my cock pressing up in between her legs. Like I said, I was no slouch in the recovery department but this was definitely a lot faster than usual for me. It was the strength of this fantasy inspiring me to new never before achieved levels of performance.
“Oh my, you are turned on aren’t you? I think that’s a record!”
I decided to ignore how her compliment was also an insult directed at my past performance. I’d like to see any guy who didn’t have to wait just a little while after getting off. She seemed to think I should be ready to go right away like she was. The girl was insatiable, which might have something to do with how we got into this predicament in the first place.
“I think if we’re going to do this we should try to set some ground rules first.”
“Fair enough,” Reese said, though she was distracting me by rubbing her freshly fucked but still soaking wet and ready to go pussy against my cockhead. I gasped and she grinned. She knew exactly what she was doing. “So what sort of ground rules did you have in mind?”
“I was thinking that if we’re going to do this we need to be completely honest with each other,” I said. “No more lying.”
“So what if I’m with a guy and caught up in the moment and I can’t get ahold of your or something? Does that mean it’s a no-go or are you going to have some sort of special permission for that sort of thing?”
I thought about that for a good long moment. I was starting to get into a frame of mind where my cock was doing the thinking more so than my rational brain again, and I knew that was a dangerous state of mind to be in when we were having an important conversation like this, but at the same time it was so hot thinking of her just seizing the moment and going along with something when it started to happen.
“I suppose that we could just have a rule where you have to tell me about whatever happened as soon as you finish and can get to your phone or something. I’m not going to be a super stickler about that or anything,” I said.
“Fair enough. Now what about you?”
“What about me?”
“Well you’re talking about fantasizing about watching another guy getting to have fun with me. What about you? Do you get to have fun with other girls?”
That was a damn good question. One that hadn’t really occurred to me up until now. I was basically giving her permission to go out and fuck any guy that she wanted to as long as she told me all about it either before or after, so did I get a chance to go out and fuck other girls? It was tempting, but at the same time I’d come to realize that the hotness of this scenario was more in knowing that she was out there having fun with another guy and less about me having any sort of fun with another woman.
Still, now that the possibility had been dropped I had to admit that it was intriguing. I’d get to enjoy her going out with other guys and also have the possibility of maybe having a little bit of fun with another girl, though I couldn’t for the life of me think who that girl might be. I’d been with Reese long enough that I felt like my game was a little rusty even if hers was still sharp as ever thanks to her recent exploits with some of her coworkers.
I also wondered if this was a trap though. If maybe she was bringing this up just to see how I felt even if she wasn’t exactly cool with the idea of me getting with another girl. That worry coupled with not really caring about getting with another girl so much as I cared about the idea of her getting with another man fueled my answer.
“Nah, I don’t think we need to think about that right now,” I said. “Why don’t we just concentrate on you having your fun and then we can revisit opening ourselves up to other stuff later on or something.”
Reese shrugged, but she had a mysterious smile on her face that had me wondering if I’d just answered that question correctly or if I’d just screwed it up. It was difficult to tell, and I wasn’t about to ask her.
“So we’re really going to do this?” Reese asked. She started rubbing her pussy up and down the length of my cock again and my breath caught as I wrapped my hands around her waist. She was so petite that there were times I felt like I could almost wrap my hands
completely around her, though of course that was ridiculous.
“We really are,” I said.
“Aiden isn’t going to believe it when I tell him.”
I thought about that for a moment. Thought about how his reactions to my girlfriend was part of the fun. Thought about how some of that fun would be ruined if he knew that we were basically using him as an oversized sex toy in our relationship.
“I think I just thought of another rule,” I said.
“Oh? What’s that?”
“If we’re going to invite Aiden in on this then I don’t want him knowing exactly what’s going on. As far as he’s concerned he’s getting a fun night with a hot girl and he’s pulling one over on me,” I said.
“Are you sure about that? He’s going to think you’re a wimp or something.”
I shrugged. At this point I was already in a place where I was asking my girlfriend to fuck another guy. After crossing that line did I really give a fuck if he thought I was a wimp while he was doing it? All I really cared about was that it was happening and that I got to watch. Beyond that nothing else mattered, including a pizza delivery guy thinking less of me. I could add that to the list of concerns in my life right above worrying about whether or not an asteroid was going to fall from the heavens and strike me down where I stood.
Yeah, it wasn’t very high on that list.
“I don’t give a fuck as long as I get to watch him with you,” I said. “Beyond that anything goes. Let him think what he’s going to think. It’s not the same watching if he knows I’m in on the fun he’s having.”
“If you say so,” Reese said.
At that point it got much harder to think about anything though, because she chose that moment to slide her pussy up along the length of my cock and then with a practiced twist of her hips she was pushing down and I was sliding up inside her again. I grunted and then I was tightening my grip and holding on for dear life as she moved down the length of my cock.
It was time to have a little more fun, and the entire time we were having our fun my mind was filled with thoughts of Reese getting with another guy. It was flooded with visions of her sliding her pussy up and down the length of another man’s cock while I did my best to try and get a good view of the action.