A Reputation Ch. 06 - Locked Out

"See," Danielle explained, "you unroll it just a little bit to make sure the tip is loose, then pop it in your mouth, making sure it will roll out the right way." She had actually raised her voice to Yolanda could hear! "...ike...isss," she said, once again showing the condom framed in her rounded mouth between lips and teeth. Then she shifted to a different position from her first attempt, and I flushed to realize that she had done so to show off for Yolanda... and Stu.

I found myself in an extraordinarily forgiving mood the next second as she bent once more, pressed the condom atop me, and slid her face and the unrolling condom down my length. I felt my cock push against the opening of her throat before she straightened again. If anything, she had pushed it even lower this time.

"Ta da!" Danielle said smugly, gesturing at my condom-covered manhood like it was a new refrigerator on The Price is Right. Then she leaned down and licked my shaft as she finished unrolling it. "The strawberry flavor is actually almost decent," she observed. Then she licked me again.

"Oh, you've got to let me try," exclaimed Tonya, reaching for another condom.

"Hey! We are not wasting any more right now," Danielle said, pushing her hand out against Tonya's naked belly. "It. Is. My. Turn." She paused a moment. "We'll give you several tries, later." Tonya had an indignant look on her face, but it dissolved into a grin.

From across the room, I heard Yolanda say happily, "Oh, you have vanilla flavored too!" Apparently, she was not waiting on Danielle for any further instruction.

For my part, I just leaned over and hauled Danielle up onto the bed with me. "You have me more than ready for your turn," I growled as she yelped happily at my sudden, assertive grasp. But then she pushed me back onto my back and hopped up astride me on her knees.

"My. Turn," she said again. With no further ado, she lifted my cock straight up with the fingers of both hands and shifted above me so that her sex pressed firmly against me. Her eyes bored into mine as she sank lower and I felt her spread out to encompass me. We both shuddered happily at the sensation of my cock pressing deeper inside her, reforming the contours clenching around its progress. When she at last had me fully encased inside her, we both held still, celebrating the sensation and letting our anticipation grow.

Danielle bit her lower lip suddenly, then slowly rose up. Her pussy felt reluctant to relinquish its grip on me as she rose, then suddenly was pushing back as she pressed herself down twice as fast as she had risen. I may have moaned right out loud. She quickly established that rhythm, slow rise, and swift fall back down, stabbing me back inside her. The initial, amazingly firm grasp on my cock, coming and going, soon morphed into a gentle but assertive clasp as she stroked me in and out smoothly.

My hands rose eagerly and I clutched almost desperately at those wonderful breasts. Danielle cooed and pressed her chest slightly forward and harder into my grasp.

As we rode together now, in an easy harmony that should last for a while, I felt Tonya sit just above me on the bed. I looked up at her (and her gorgeously tanned tits) as she ran her fingers through my hair.

"All right, Tonya," growled Danielle. "Remember... oohhhh.... It is my... ummmm, my turn," she warned, her rising passion evident in her speech. "Don't you go and... oh, wow! Pulse it like that again, Will! Don't you go... oh yesssss... distracting him too, mmmmm, much."

Tonya's eyes seemed glued to the sight of my cock disappearing and reappearing between Danielle's leg, but she smiled. "Okay! I won't distract him too much!" Her eyes slid up my naked chest to my face, and she winked. Then she slid her hips off the bed and leaned down to kiss me.

"Okay, girlfriend," Danielle panted, temporarily increasing her pace, and the pressure she exerted around me. "Just don't get any ideas about climbing up on his face! It is My Turn."

I raised my hand. "Excuse me, but I'd like to put in here that I can seriously multi-task!"

Both of them laughed. Both them also hit me. Tonya shook her head at me, her grin displaying that out of alignment incisor that I was finding increasingly enchanting. "No, no, Will. Hoes before Bros. Will you settle for these?" She laughed, and slid her golden tits over my face. I eagerly lifted my head to nuzzle between them.

The sensation of Danielle fucking me so elegantly, and with slowly increasing fervor, while I ran my lips and tongue all over the surface of Tonya's chest was... While I was sure that I could have managed the whole multi-task, and still hoped to get the chance, I had to admit that this was pretty much taking up every available brain cell. Even the fairly loud moans from Yolanda, punctuated with regular gutturals from impacts of an obvious nature on the other side of the room barely penetrated my consciousness.

Suddenly, Danielle's elegant ride atop me changed. She paused, then was suddenly jacking herself up and down on my cock with ragged vigor. She was about to come. I was miles from that, but having her go temporarily blind atop me was okay with me. I suckled even harder on Tonya as I slipped my hands reluctantly from Danielle's Baby Bear tits and grabbed her hips, encouraging her to keep pumping.

Fuck, it felt amazing to have this girl almost uncontrollably spasming atop my shaft, frantically humping me, and gasping for some semblance of rationality that was clearly escaping her. She cried out in almost shock as a wave of pleasure ran through her. My cock felt absolutely amazing as this lovely creature rocked atop it, riding a wave of her own ecstasy. A last, loud cry of fulfillment rang out and she sagged over me. My hands held her hips in place, keeping my cock happily right where it was.

"Don't stop," I gasped almost desperately, then clamped down on Tonya's nipple again.

Danielle gasped, panting with exertion. "Oh fuck, that was good! But I should back off. A good friend would leave you still ready for Tonya, so she can get some too."

"Fuck me," I demanded quite entitledly. "She is so going to get hers too."

"Really?" gasped an exhausted Danielle, skeptically.

"I..." I groaned, in no uncertain terms, "am more than up for you both."

"Oh ho, Danielle," Tonya chortled in amusement, though she seemed quite interested in this discussion. "Shower Guy thinks he has stamina, too."

Well, there it was. I knew they had to know I was Shower Guy, but it had been nice to pretend this evening was all about me, not my Reputation.

But since my reputation seemed to always get me more than what I wanted...

"Shower Guy," I growled, grasping Danielle's hips and thrusting my cock, already buried in her, upward, lifting our hips, "has a solid body of evidence telling him his floor is three, sometimes more. And that is without the buffet of pulchritude, I'm feasting on right now," I finished, adding some flattery to my boast. "I will give you both my best, and still be ready for you to share a blowjob afterward!" That last got a laugh. A speculative laugh.

Regardless, I started slamming up into Danielle, my hips slapping her thighs with each thrust. She really had not come down from her first wave and I could feel her responding quickly, as she gave up any noble, but misguided hesitancy. That was fine with me, and I felt no need to hold back.

I fully intended to fuck Tonya shortly after Danielle and I each got what we wanted and needed, and I saw no need to delay too much on that. After all, at some point, Stu might wise up and kick out the other people who were having sex in his room so he and Yolanda could have some privacy.

Honestly, from the noises that kept peeking through my admittedly focused concentration, the two of them didn't need much privacy...

Danielle knew what she wanted, and how to get it. I could feel her rock her hips above me until my cock was stroking into her just right, and she firmly grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands from her hips and placed them firmly back on her tits. As I keep saying, they were Just Right. They each completely filled my grasp, without any spill over. They were firm enough to hold their shape, but soft enough to happily maul. Their nipples pressed firmly into my palms. And they jiggled so damned satisfyingly with each impact of my thrusts up and into her.

My partner was now making a never-ending series of little mewling cries with each thrust. I was replying with my own breathless grunts. But Tonya was still leaning over me, and I lunged upward to plant a fresh kiss on one of those darkly tanned nipples. I had only a moment's fleeting pleasure, before Tonya leaned back and away, laughing, "You concentrate on your task at hand, Shower Guy!"

"Awwww," I whined with a grin, but then swiftly looked back at the girl I was fucking. Danielle's face was contorted now, a new wave of orgasm clearly cresting in her. The passion on her face went in my eyeballs and straight down through my fascinated body to my cock. My own pent-up body shuddered and I felt myself release. Spurt after spurt of cum jetted out of me to swell the balloon encasing my cock inside her. I kept desperately hammering into her, and the swelling of my dick and my desperate, jerking, final thrusts were what Danielle needed.

Her body writhed and she moaned loudly as she collapsed. Her hips sagged down onto mine and her torso flopped down on top of me, pressing my grasping hands between us. She still was shuddering in waves, and her hips bucked on my cock, rubbing her clit against its base to keep up her release. Her keening was a delicious reward for my ego, but I cut it off with a solid liplock, my tongue delving into her gasping mouth.

With a final titanic shudder, she collapsed bonelessly. I pulled my hands free from between us, and softly held her ass. She nuzzled the crook of my neck for a moment, then gasped and began to roll off of me. As she started pull off me, I grabbed her backside tightly, stopping her. Once she paused, I reached under and held the base of the condom, then let her slide off me without the cover slipping. I hadn't used condoms a lot, but an episode the summer after high school had made me paranoid about pulling out with a full one. That had been an anxious two weeks...

We both sat up almost groggily, and I slid the condom carefully free.

"Damn, Will," Tonya said, looking at the bulb of white in the end of the used rubber. "That is a lot!" I shrugged sheepishly and looked for Stu's trash can. I owed it to Stu's unidentified roommate to not put used rubbers in his, after all. Bad enough I had only just begun to defile his bed... There was already a discarded condom in the can, and I paused to marvel at the other bed, with Stu burying his face between Yolanda's dusky thighs, her head thrown back happily, tits waving at the ceiling.

But I turned and returned to Danielle and Tonya, where I immediately found myself sitting on the edge of the bed between them. My cock was temporarily flaccid--mostly flaccid. That was not going to last, though, as Tonya pulled my face to hers and we started to kiss. My hand almost instantly found its way to her breast. I experimentally tweaked the nipple, and she hissed happily. I pinched it again, just tiny bit harder, and she murmured, "Mmm hmm," against my lips.

This was going to be fun.

Then I felt another hand slide slowly across my opposite thigh, reaching my cock and rubbing it softly. My limp state was definitely not going to last long. I was twitching happily already.

"Girl, what are you up to? It is my turn," Tonya teased when she noticed Danielle's activity.

"I am just helping set the table," Danielle defended herself and her soft, but effective massage. "You two make out. I'll let you know when he is ready to go again!"

"I will let you know when I am ready to go again," I growled, trying to take back some semblance of control here. "I could go right now," I added, which wasn't actually an exaggeration. Danielle was quite effective. "But I'm having too much fun!"

With that, I bent my mouth to the crook of Tonya's neck and began to devour the sleek flesh of her elegant throat. My hand slid down her belly and began to delve teasingly between her legs. Tonya threw her head back happily, and murmured her approval. But I then felt her hand come over and push Danielle's off my cock. "My. Turn," she said again softly. Her grip encircled my girth and slid up and down easily.

Yeah, I was hard as a rock again.

"Your turn," I grinned, pushing Tonya backward.

But she pushed back. "Not yet, I still need my lesson from Danielle on that condom trick!"

"Goody!" Danielle said, and bounced up to grab several packets from the box on the table. Beyond, Stu and Tonya were fucking again already. Stu clearly had stamina and reserves of his own.

Danielle hopped back beside me on the bed and held out both hands in closed fists to Tonya. "Dealer's choice!" she giggled.

"Strawberry!" Tonya declared.

"Uh uh," Danielle shook her head. "Random choice!"

"Shit," Tonya said, far too put off by the luck of the draw for my eager tastes. She wavered her hand back and forth before pointing at one hand.

"Blueberry!" Danielle chortled.

"I'll take it," Tonya grumbled and carefully opened the packet.

"Okay, unroll it a little to make room for the cum," Danielle said happily, her breast pressing against my arm as she leaned over me. "Maybe a little more, you saw what he put out... yeah, like that. Now pop it in your mouth like an O. Other way around, so it will roll down outside. Yeah."

Tonya winked at me with the purple-blue condom in her pursed lips, then bent over and pressed her mouth down onto my cock. I grunted happily as she pressed downward. I felt the tight latex unroll down my length, but by bit, as Tonya bobbed on me.

"Try to make it one smooth movement," Danielle advised, but Tonya kept bobbing. She gurgled and inhaled through her nose audibly with each bit of downward progress. With my cock mostly encased, she gave up and gasped.

"Ta da!" she exclaimed, throwing one hand up in triumph, while the other unrolled the cover the rest of the way to my root.

"Nope. Careful," Danielle said quickly. "This is why you want to try for one smooth motion," she said, leaning over to run her finger tip along one side of my shaft. "You tore it."

Tonya looked down where she was pointing, and blanched, which was an impressive sight with her tanned skin. "Shit! Thanks, girl!" Danielle just held up her hand and they fist-bumped. I just nodded my own appreciation.

"Not a problem," Danielle laughed. "That just means you get to do it again!"

"Oh woe is me," Tonya moped insincerely. "Now just give me the fucking strawberry."

"Better get it right this time," Danielle warned. "The next one is vanilla."

With a shudder, Tonya repeated the process with the fresh, red rubber. She got it on, the process was amazing, but she could only get it about four inches down. I even enjoyed the way she rolled it the rest of the way with her fingertips. There was no tear.

I had had enough waiting. I also had had enough of passively being ridden cowgirl style.

I turned on Tonya suddenly, tickling her under her armpits and she immediately squealed with laughter. Bonus! She was seriously ticklish. As she struggled, she twisted around away from me. So, thus she chose our position.

I let her crawl away, but I followed behind her up onto the bed, leaving me perfectly positioned behind her tight, sweet buns as she lay on her knees. I grabbed her hips to prevent any further escape and pressed my shaft against the crease of her ass. Tonya halted her escape attempt and muttered, "Oh! Okay, this will do..."

Since I didn't need to hold her anymore, I dropped a hand between her legs and used two fingers to delicately spread her swollen and sodden labia. Tonya murmured and pushed her hips back toward me. I pulled back myself, and let my cock drop down to nestle between my fingers. I pushed forward to press it in the opening my fingers had made and released them. "Ready?" I whispered urgently.

Tonya just nodded spastically, and braced herself.

I smiled as I pressed forward, sinking deeply into her. I never pulled back a micron in my advance, just penetrating deeper into her in small, random amounts. At last, my belly settled gently against her fantastic cheeks. "Fuck, you feel amazing," I told her in a low voice. She only stretched her hands forward, pressing her face into the mattress.

I worked my cock around, fully inside her for a few moments, before pulling back and jamming myself into her once more. In two strokes, I was rocking away like a finely tuned piston, and Tonya was growling into the mattress. It felt good to be driving the bus this time, though Danielle's little pony ride had been amazing too. I would not have had that first round any other way, but I needed a change of methodology. Tonya seemed perfectly on board with my choice.

Her body received my attention eagerly, clenching around my questing rod as I drove into her. But my rhythm was almost thrown off by Danielle suddenly appearing beside me and tugging my head to the side, pressing my lips to her pink nipple. I could not keep up the power of my thrusts, leaning over like this, but I also did not want to let go of the hard nubbin I was sucking hard and deep into my mouth. I swiftly wrapped an arm around her bare waist and tugged her toward me over the bed.

That was so much better. This whole fucking one girl while suckling on the breasts of another situation just might grow on me...

I may have already come, but I had done very little aerobic exercise to get there, so I just settled into a strong, swift groove, questing inside Tonya for the best approach to make her moan the loudest. I found a pretty loud setting, and grooved it.

In only a few minutes, I felt her begin to groan seriously. I redoubled my efforts and soon her fist was pounding the mattress. I knew she was about to come.

So I jerked myself free of her and just softly squeezed her fantastic cheeks. She quivered mightily and lifted her head. "What are you fucking doing?" She cried out in near desperation.

"Making you wait," I laughed, a little cruelly. I'll admit, I was feeling fairly crazed at the moment. This was the fourth girl I had fucked in less than twelve hours. I was drunk on sex... I was bombed, shnockered, blasted on sex. In the back of my mind, I was dimly aware that this sort of situation was neither sustainable, nor wise, but for this evening, I was going to keep on... drinking.

"Oh you bastard," Tonya glared back at me over her shoulder. "I was almost there," she whined.

"I know," I crooned enthusiastically. "And I chose not to let you get there yet. I'm not remotely done with you."

Tonya grinned at me for a moment, then yelped as I flipped her onto her back. I was instantly upon her, between her thighs, and pressed my dick back into her. We both growled in ecstasy as I once more delved deep inside her. Her legs immediately sprang up and wrapped themselves around the small of my back, ankles riding on my ass as I thrust. I bent and kissed her hard, tongue driving into her eagerly. My hands simply clutched her shoulders, holding her down on the mattress under my invasion.

The only problem with this new position, and I mean the only problem, was that I had no way to spare any attention for Danielle. But I did get the satisfaction of hearing a quiet, "Oh my," from her as Tonya and I furiously coupled. Her hands clutched at my flexing back, and I felt her long fingernails dragging and digging in.

Swell. I was going to have a freshly scratched back...

Tonya's passion drove me harder and I pumped into her with a need I could not fully control. She moaned at the top of her lungs now, and I panted in reply. Somewhere in the dim recesses of my mind, I could hear answering grunts and sighs from across the room. Out of the corner of my eye, I sensed that Danielle might be giving it to herself with her fingers. I didn't blame her. I might have come just from standing there, given the waves of sexual energy bouncing off the walls.