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Hot College Threesome Ch. 05

byengine1844©

In the morning I got a call from Michelle.

"Get your ass over here," she said. "We're going shopping."

I thought about complaining, but by then she had already hung up. I mean...then it passed through my mind, not to go, but there was something about her voice that I couldn't resist, and I'm sure it also had something to do with the fact that she was a total hottie! I picked her up in my white BMW and she was wearing a black tank top and these low-running sweatpants that fit just perfectly around her ass. Her many sessions in the tanning salon paid off, and her gorgeous back and toned stomach just fucking glowed with this bronze...not to speak of her awesome face with full lips and long, black hair.

Damn! A pang of lust and jealousy ran through me when I saw what I had given up, delivered on a platter to Brad, my cocky swimming rival. I hadn't been able to go near her shaved, tight pussy for the past month except to eat her out, and even that usually only after she'd been totally blasted by Brad. Michelle got in my car without a word, and only ordered me where to drive her, by saying the name of the store. We ended up buying her a shitload of expensive clothes, that is, I ended up buying all this stuff for her.

The first time, when she was looking at this super Gucci knee-length dress, in which I knew she'd look amazing, I sort of started complaining. But she just gave me this look with her sexy eyes, this sort of arrogant smirk, full of contempt but also somehow sexually charged...I couldn't resist her really, for the rest of the day. I followed her for hours like an obedient little lapdog all over the expensive store...I mean this girl looked like fucking Monica Bellucci! But she was, as usual, cold and aloof, and really only paid attention to her browsing.

I'm sure the staff could see what was up, a pussy-whipped boyfriend waiting on his ice-bitch queen. Michelle only made matters worse when she told me to go buy her a coffee from Starbucks, for which, of course, I got no thanks; and also, much worse, once, when this woman who worked there and had seen the whole thing for the past hour or so and she was in hearing range, Michelle looked at some killer sexy lingerie, put it up to her breasts and sort of naughtily asked me,

"You think Brad would find this sexy?"

I felt SO embarrassed, I must have gone all red. I mean, as such it was not really a bad question, but my reaction must have given everything away, and that only made me more embarrassed...I just mumbled something. Michelle exchanged a sort of cold smile with the woman working there.

Anyway, it just went on like that for the rest of the day. Then Michelle told me to drive to my apartment, which I did. Once inside, she had me place her bags in the living room and she slid out of her flipflops and cuddled on the couch. I knew the sign. I immediately started massaging her feet while she sipped on a glass of vodka tonic I had also fixed her. Then she got a call on her cell,

"Yeah...yah. mhmmm...sure, he's here.........mmmm," she moaned and I looked up, but Michelle was looking sideways while talking on the phone.

"Sounds great," she purred, "sure...can't wait..."

Then she clicked off her phone.

"Brad's coming over, with a guest," she said.

I wondered who it could be. And I was hoping that if he was coming over with a guest, this would mean none of the usual games...though I was also disappointed at the idea. But I had a feeling...actually, I had been thinking a lot about Brad lately, I mean more than usual. I think in fact I was jealous! I mean in a different way than from the fact that he was fucking my girlfriend, I don't mean jealous of him. The week before he had left (Brad was just getting back tonight), we were in practice I think on a Wednesday. Actually things had "cooled down," at least in public. It was only for a couple of days I already wrote about that Brad was a real asshole in front of the rest of the team; once I stopped challenging his decisions and pretty much played along, it mostly cooled down.

Sure, some of the guys were a bit suspicious at first, but then again it was no big deal; it came naturally anyway, I mean Brad was used to having his way and he always just exuded leadership. Also, some of the guys had caught on about Brad and Michelle, I mean not exactly all of the details, but yeah..I didn't like THAT part! Anyway, one day after practice I stayed behind to talk to coach about a bunch of stuff for the upcoming end-of-year tournaments.

It had been a tough practice and were all tired...also annoyed. Brad and I had gotten into a fight with Ricky, this redhead freshman. This kid had given us problems before...he had the technique and body of a champion, and an attitude to match it! He never played ball, always talked--he fucking just yapped like a bitch--questioning our decisions, being a pain to all the other guys, giving them pointers on how to improve their style...a real ass.

Anyway, by the time I got to the lockers the rest of the team had left. Or so I thought! Actually as I shucked off my Speedo and grabbed a towel I heard these strange but somehow familiar noises from the showers. Slowly I tip-toed to the edge of the wall and looked over...only to have my jaw drop to the floor! Fuckin' Ricky was on his knees and standing over him was...yeah, that's right, Brad! Brad's muscular back and ass glistened with water in the dim light, as always...but then I looked more closely. Shit...I thought...actually, it was even more extreme.

Ricky had a broken lip, and one side of his face was really redder than the other...and soon I found out why, as Brad landed a loud slap smack in the middle of Ricky's left cheek, bringing his whole face now to an angry red. Ricky whimpered, but did nothing as he looked up at Brad.

"Lemme ask you, you little shit," Brad barked in his face..."you learned your fucken lesson? Huh? You fuckin' got it now, you pissy dope?"

Brad asked as he grabbed Ricky's hair and pulled back. I was already getting turned on!

"Sure Brad...I understand!" Ricky was scared.

Brad spat in his face, and asked again,

"Sure WHAT?"

"Sure SIR!" Ricky exclaimed back. "Sir, I understand, I will not challenge you or Dave again in practice or out--"

SMACK, another slap landed on poor Ricky's face!

"That's MASTER Dave to you, bitch!"

Brad shouted in Ricky's face again. I liked the sound of that! And more, I was flattered Brad had called me this...well, at least in front of Ricky.

"To you or Master Dave, sir!"

"You going to keep talking and yappin' like an old bitch, you little cunt?"

Suddenly I noticed, as Brad turned a bit, the ripped sides of his torso, but also that his huge cock was totally rigid and pointing upwards toward Ricky's face, like a threatening weapon. Apparently Brad really got off on dominating another guy.

"No SIR, I will not talk!" answered Ricky.

"Good. Now it's time for your lesson," said Brad. "Open up, I want to get all this down in your belly," he chuckled.

Ricky was in no position to resist. He opened his mouth immediately...I was actually expecting SOME objection on his part, but then I found out why there was none. Brad placed a few inches of his thick cock in Ricky's mouth and told Ricky to close his lips...lemme tell you Ricky's lips were fucking stretched!

"Good thing you didn't give me any lip this time, loser," said Brad. "I would have LOVED to bloody up the rest of your mouth. Now listen up," said Brad and lightly smacked Ricky's head.

I heard a muffled whimper from the freshman. Actually I saw he was hard too! He clearly got off on this...though with Brad in charge, who wouldn't!

"Grab my ankles," ordered Brad and Ricky did so.

Ricky looked completely subservient with a puppy-dog look in his eye, Brad's cock in his mouth, and grabbing the stronger stud's ankles. Having asserted his dominance in the clearest way Brad told Ricky the new rules of the game. Ricky was to shut up during practice and not talk unless spoken to; he was to do whatever Brad and I told him to, and never to challenge our decisions, and he was to do whatever chores we assigned to him and the rest of the freshmen, and not slack off just because he was a good swimmer.

"And to suck my dick whenever I want," added Brad. "Now move it, cunt! Work that dick in your mouth until I shoot my load down your faggot throat!"

Ricky did just as he was told. Holding Brad's ankles he bobbed his head with his lips stretched tight on Brad's thick cock, as he looked up and the hot jock who had put him in his place...Brad was just standing there, arms crossed, looking with a derisive smirk at the bitchy freshman who was now blowing him. Soon, though, Brad moaned with pleasure and put his hands on his hips and lightly jutting his hips forward into the now-willing freshman's mouth, who was obviously doing a great job of sucking dick...and judging from his own erection, enjoying his new position.

Brad finally took complete control, as I knew he would, and he grabbed Ricky's head and face-fucked him, gagging and choking the poor guy for a few minutes, until tears came to his eyes from I guess not getting enough air and being choked all the time. Brad's motions became faster and soon he made one vicious thrust into the teen's throat, so that the guy's eyes bulged!

"Eat my fuckin' sperm, you freshman cocksuckin' bitch!" exclaimed Brad. "Every fuckin drop! Yeah!"

I was jacking off and about to cum myself! Then Brad, in the middle of cumming, pulled out until only the tip of giant cock was in Ricky's mouth. Ricky was now holding on to Brad's muscular tan thighs for support, but Brad had his right fist on his thick dick and the other hand on Ricky's neck...

"Now hold it in your mouth, sissyboy." Ricky did just as he was told. "Yeeah...that's right...hold it all in your mouth. Now...SHOW me! SHOW me my cum in your mouth, Ricky, you redhead girlyboy!"

Ricky opened his mouth.

"Swish it around, enjoy the taste," Brad teased. Ricky did this, and a sort of sick look came on his face...but he was still totally hard!

"Now swallow my cum, fag! Just like you did the rest of it!" Ricky did so.

Then Brad ordered him to jack his "little freshman dick" (although it was average size) as Brad wiped his softening dick in the kid's red hair and on his face. Ricky came, with a light squeal, only after a few strokes. Clearly the whole thing had turned him on like crazy! I came at the same time, and Brad just pushed Ricky--now red-faced and embarrassed as hell--with his right foot and turned around and grabbed his towel.

I had rushed out of that room very fast...hoping that Brad had not seen me. And I don't think he did. But Brad saw much less of me--he didn't get the customary weekly blowjob from me (though it was usually twice or even three times a week, he just called me over to his place after practice or late at night, lay back, and had me suck him off to completion), and had Michelle over his place just a couple of times. I was sure he was getting the most from his new conquest's mouth, and, as I figured out, ass...Ricky did not come to practice a couple of days, and I happened to see him...man, the way he was walking you could just fucking tell he had gotten it up his tight freshman ass only a few days before.

Soon after I heard something that made me jealous but did not surprise me at all...I was at a party and heard Ricky had had a threesome with his girlfriend and another guy from his swimteam, "one of the captains." I knew right away who it was Ricky and his girl had had this "threesome" with...and strangely, I envied Ricky for the next few days, thinking about the hot time I had with Brad and Michelle that first time. And it only got me hotter to think about how Brad had repeated his conquest with another guy! Who knows how many guys on the team had been on their knees in front of Brad!?

But I forgot all these questions as Michelle came out of the shower with a towel and told me to come "fix her up." It was sick, I know, to dress her up and whatever for the pleasure of another guy, but I couldn't resist her. Then, the doorbell rang and Michelle told me to get it.

As I opened the door there was Brad, with tight CK jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt showing off his amazing tanned muscled arms and the contrast with his light blond hair--amazing like always. Looking at my reaction he smirked...but then I saw who was next to him...Jenna! Michelle's roommate, with whom I had had a threesome with Michelle the year before! Shit...this was going to be an INTERESTING night... Although I was a bit surprised, Jenna was just normal, nice, and everything started going as you'd expect from some old friends getting together.

We exchanged greetings, traded lame conversation about what we were all up to, acquaintances, classes, that sort of stuff. Brad was not even an asshole, though one time when we made eye contact, he did wink briefly. Jenna was a hot girl...I wouldn't have agreed to boff her in the first place, I mean the year before, otherwise. She had light brown hair and blue-green eyes, and unlike Michelle, she was usually very very white. But now apparently she had hit the tanning salon too, and she was pretty tan...and had an amazing figure.

Brad as usual was very sexy. It sort of made me uncomfortable that he kept trading looks with Michelle all night, but also it was sexy...every time I thought about what was going on between the three of us I got a little thrill. Anyway, I sort of had some suspicions about where this night was going...but it became clear once we were all a bit buzzed from downing beers. Pretty soon Brad was making out with Jenna on his couch. Michelle looked over to them and I could see she was getting turned on. As for me...yeah, I was hard big time!

Michelle sat in my lap and sort of rubbed off against me, then we started making out, and as always, she had the sexiest lips, it was amazing. Shortly after that things started getting pretty hot and heavy, and Brad already had Jenna's blouse off (she was not wearing any bra or anything).

"Do you guys wanna go to the bedroom?" Jenna asked, sort of moaning it.

We didn't need any encouragement, and we all just headed for the bedroom. Images of what had gone on last time I had been there went through my mind and only got me harder. As soon as we got in the bedroom Michelle went over to a nightstand in the far corner and set up some music while Brad and Jenna were getting down on the bed. Now, my bed happens to be pretty huge. So there was plenty of space, and Michelle and I just plopped on the other end, while Brad and Jenna were still at it, Brad sucking on her neck and shoulders and Jenna digging her nails in his upper back.

Brad's shirt had come off to reveal his totally hot, muscled tan bod, and his biceps really looked huge as his hand played all over Jenna's tits and stomach. Michelle had her tank top off now and I started licking on her beautiful firm breasts. She threw her head back and pushed mine into her chest...I was actually surprised at how "normal" this had been so far. Soon none of us had clothes on anymore, and it ended up with Jenna and Michelle, both resting up with their backs on the bedframe while Brad and I lapped at their respective pussies.

Brad shot me a smile and wink, which really set me at ease...he had this way of setting you at ease. Anyway, it was totally hot, the way Michelle's and Jenna's moans combined in the room, to make for a totally hot and horny chorus of "oooh yeaahh"s and other more incoherent stuff. Michelle even started taking charge again a little, sort of slapping my face lightly and bucking her wet, shaved pussy in my face, which got me totally hot.

Jenna saw all this, but did not do the same for Brad...she was starting to get totally sweaty and this really turned me on. Their moans kept rising, and Brad and I just kept eating them out. As Michelle spurred me on, Jenna had her first orgasm of the night, which only reminded me how much better Brad was at bringing a girl over the edge. "Make me cum you little wimp," Michelle ordered me, and bucked into my face more forcefully. I started lapping harder...Brad and Jenna were now sitting on their knees in front of each other, making out again I guess.

I figured she was going to go down on him, and was hoping for the same from Michelle. But Michelle just pushed me back until I was lying down and then straddled my face and really started riding it.

"You should be better at this by now, you faggot," Michelle moaned meanly, which really drew a kind of a surprised gasp from Jenna.

It really turned me on though...I realized Jenna had no idea what had been going on with Brad and Michelle and me, and she still just remembered me as her roommate's hot boyfriend who gave a her a total fuck a year ago. But now Michelle was giving me directions, about how to lick her cunt, finger her pussy, and other stuff; and I could hear pretty well that Brad was getting a blowjob from Jenna.

It continued like that, with me giving head to Michelle and Brad getting it from Jenna, for a few minutes. Michelle either kept giving me directions for what to do, or actually talked dirty to Jenna, which really got me hot:

"Yah...Jenna, like it? You like sucking that big Brad cock, huh?" and even slapped Jenna's round tan ass as she said this!

I could see Brad was getting pretty hot, because he had his hands on Jenna's hair and was fucking her head up and down on his big cock. I looked past his broad, chiseled chest, slightly covered with a sheen of sweat, to his face, and saw there a look I recognized, a smile, but also a kind of determination...it got me so hot. I could see this because Michelle had basically retreated to my stomach now, and was just sitting there as we watched the other two hotties go at it.

Soon, however, Brad raised Jenna up by her armpits. He really loved to manhandle girls...and apparently they loved it too, because he had had dozens, they just couldn't stop talking about him! Anyway, they whispered something to each other and she straddled his hips as he placed his hands on her sides. Then something happened that really surprised me. Michelle raised up a bit and started moving backwards on my body. She had already grabbed my dick and was jacking it. Looking me straight in the eye, she said softly,

"OK Dave...here it comes...what you've been waiting for..." and smiled.

Laying her hands on my chest Michelle slowly engulfed my cock with her warm, wet pussy! It felt amazing! I thought for a second that I shouldn't feel privileged just to be able to fuck my own girlfriend, but then this thought left me at the amazing feelings I started getting when she started pumping her pussy on me. Jenna and Michelle were now moaning harder than ever, and Michelle had my cock totally engulfed and sort of doing small circles with her hips.

Then, Brad said one word, "Switch!"

Immediately we all understood what had to be done, and without question Michelle raised off me, Jenna raised off Brad, and soon I saw Michelle descending on Brad's upright cock with a long screetch again! And Jenna did the same for me. This was really hot, I looked into Jenna's eye as she descended on my cock and clamped her pussy on it again and again. Michelle's wild moans on Brad's thick tool drove Jenna wild and in turn she whined like a bitch while humping herself on me.

"Oooh...oh my god, Dave, you like that, huh? You like my tight twat on your cock..."

I groaned in the affirmative. Jenna looked lustfully over at Brad who now had Michelle pinned up to the headboard of my bed and was savagely thrusting into her with a loud BANG each time! Jenna smiled wickedly...

"Oh shit Dave...that's SO fuckin' hot...oooh YEAH...you like seeing Michelle totally get rammed by Brad, huh?"

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