[Copyright Dave Weingart 1991. Permission is given to make an infinite
number of verbatim copies to pass around, dramatize, jerk off over, act out,
videotape (and if you do, I want copies!), etc. The story you are about to
read is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent, the
guilty and me from being sued.]
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 fuckfuckfuck" 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
