Bait and Switch Retype - Complete

Robin must've been enjoying this a lot as well, because she has three consecutive orgasms, before finally pulling away from my shiny knob, and looking me lustfully in the eyes. "I want to feel this beast in me," she says as she gets off of Dennis. I expect her to have me lay down, but instead, she merely turns around, and after a few seconds of fidgeting, has Dennis well seated in her ass.

"Oh, fuck!" Dennis exclaims. "I love how tight your ass is, dear."

She turns to look at her boyfriend, smiling, "Mmm, and I love how well you fit back there, baby" She turns back to me, still with that hungry grin on her lips. "But right now, I want to see if I can get that thing in me, too. I've never had two men at once. This should be fun."

With her back against my roommate and him buried in her ass, I can clearly see her freshly fucked pussy open and waiting for me. I'm so turned on by the redhead's brazen nature that I don't even care about Dennis being there anymore.

Getting onto the couch, between the two sets of legs, I start to rub my saliva slickened penis against her swollen, wet, lips. Robin moans and closes her eyes as Dennis starts to buck beneath her. I time my own thrust with his, slipping a couple centimeters into her at once.

Her eyes fly back open, and her arms wrap around my neck, as she screams, "Oh god, that feels huge. I feel so stuffed with both of my holes filled. Fuck me Dennis, fuck me Nick. Use your cocks to make me cream! OH GOD"

She mashed her lips to mine in an all-devouring kiss, as I feel her inner muscles contract violently around my rod. I can feel the other man pumping in and out of her colon while she cums, but try to ignore it, as I start to go deeper into this fiery redhead. A small part of me feels bad for kissing another man's girlfriend, but the part of my brain that is doing the most thinking demands I kiss her back.

Our tongues swirl around each other, as she continues to cum, and I bring one of my hands up to her fake left tit, giving it a good squeeze. Despite the fact that I can see her chest is fake, they feel real enough. I'm sawing my hips back and forth, in time with Dennis's movements, and have soon sunk into her as far as I can go.

Robin breaks off the kiss, when I strike bottom, and reaches down to where we are connected. She splits her fingers on either side of my cock, and then looks at me in surprise at how much still remains outside of her. At least two inches stand pointing to the strip of red hair above her pussy.

"Oh, fuck, that thing is big," she moans. I know Dennis is no small guy himself, and hope he doesn't get jealous of me.

Dennis's hands come around his girlfriend's torso, and starts playing with her jiggly tits, replacing mine, so I grab her hips, and start driving into her as hard and fast as I can.

"That's it, baby. Fill my ass with your cum," Robin cries out suddenly as Dennis begins to grunt. "Oh, it feels so hot in there. You're going to make me cum again!"

This time as her pussy starts massaging my phallus, I'm too close, and pull out a second too late. One shot makes it off inside her pussy, before I can pull and shoot the rest across her stomach.

Robin is still in the throes of her climax, and I watch as she spreads my cum across her stomach, and even fingers herself for a few seconds with her cum covered hands, bringing herself off to a tremendous orgasm.

Not sure of the etiquette of these things, I quickly get up, gather my clothes, and head to my room. I get cleaned up as best I can, and am fully dressed again, when a knock sounds on my door.

"Hey, Nick," Dennis says, "we need to talk."

Uh-oh, I think, here it comes.

I open the door, half expecting my roommate's fist to come flying at me. His hand does enter, but only because he is holding it out to me. I shake it, and he walks into my room. I can hear the shower going, and know where Robin is.

"Sorry if that bothered you, man. She's been asking me for that for a bit now. At first I wasn't sure how I would handle it. She told me she loves me, and I believe her. It's actually kind of kinkier than I thought it would be. Dude, when you got in her, her asshole tightened so much I thought she is going to pinch my cock in two!" I let him ramble on for a bit, glad he's not mad at me. "So, how are you handling it?" He finally asks me as he winds down.

"I dunno," I tell him honestly. "It's different, and I can't deny it felt great. You have quite the catch on your hands, Dennis."

He shakes my hand again, smiling, before turning to leave. He stops in the doorway, looking back at me with a serious look in his eyes. "Thanks for pulling out of her. She doesn't believe in birth control, and we've been lucky so far." I remember that one shot had made it in her, and also how she'd fingered herself with my cum, and can't speak. I nod though; glad he can't read my thoughts. Thanks to Lela, I know I'm fertile. "One last thing," his face is now stern, "despite what happened in there, if I ever find you alone with her, I'll kick your ass."

He doesn't wait for a response, before turning, and walking away. I'm not worried about him being able to beat me up; between my switches and current strength, he doesn't stand a chance. I don't plan on trying to steal Robin from him, though. I already have enough women in my life, and no matter how real her tits feel, I prefer the genuine article.

I look around my room, and sigh in relief. My vacation had been an eventful one, but not relaxing. It's good to be surrounded by my geek paraphernalia again. I almost feel as though my collectibles and posters reset my mind. Remembering the entire reason I came into the apartment, despite the dangling sock, I go to my closet to look through my costumes. All of them tied into geek culture in one form or another. My first thought is to go as Gambit, but with my current muscles, I'm not quite as lanky and thin as I used to be. I continue to go through my costumes, some are bad for cold weather, though I know I will be indoors most of the time, some are just too obscure, and other's too worn. I end up going as Gambit anyway, trench coat, bow-staff and all. I even have some contacts, which turn my eyes black, but wait to put those in, as they tend to annoy my eyes if I wear them for too long.

Robin slips into my room at one point as I'm getting ready, and gives me a critical look.

"Who are you supposed to be? A pirate?" she asks solicitously.

"No, mon chere," I say in my best bayou accent, "I be da Gambit." When she continues to look at me I inform her without the accent, "From a comic book series."

"Oh, yeah, the geek thing." She drops her gaze to my covered crotch, before adding, "Sometimes I forget about that. Especially when it comes to your other attributes." She smiles at me, and I grow nervous, remembering Dennis's warning. Again, I'm not worried about him, but I don't care to cross any lines. "Anyway, the reason I came in here, is that I want to clarify something. Despite what happened in there, I love Dennis, and have no intention of trying to get with you on a permanent basis. I'm sorry if we gave you the wrong idea. . ."

"No," I tell her, relieved. "I'm happy for you two. I have plenty to deal with on my own."

"Well don't sound too heartbroken," she complains, and I realize that I've hurt her ego. She must've expected me to be disappointed, but when I'm not. . .

"Not that I'll turn you away, if you and Dennis don't work out," I quickly pipe up, trying to sooth her.

"Hmm, well, with a cock as big as yours, you're welcome to join us whenever you like, just don't expect it too often." She winks at me as she turns and walks out, and I think Dennis is in for one helluva ride with this fiery redhead.

I call up Shanna, to ask if she wants me to pick her up, or meet her at the party. There is only ever one cosplay party this time of year, and while I've always known about it, I've never been comfortable going alone.

"Come get me, and we'll go together," she says, and I can tell that she's excited about me going. "Who are you going as? I want to see if we'll match."

"Uh-uh," I tell her, smiling though I know she can't see me. "You get ready, and we'll see how well we match when I get there." She protests, but in the end, I win out.

I knock on her door a short while later, and Shannon answers.

"Gambit, huh? Now I know what to dress as!" she tells me, grinning triumphantly.

"You're going too, Shannon?" I ask, and laugh when she pouts that I know who she is.

"How do you DO that?" she demands, but I just give her an enigmatic smile in response. "Well, no. I got invited to another party, and I'm looking forward to it. Good choice of costume, though, you're a little too well built for it. Gambit's tall, but with your current build, you're a little wider than he is."

"Is that a fat joke?" I ask, poking her in the sides, playfully.

She laughs, and then yells up the stairs, "Shanna, Nick is here. You're safe to come out." I wonder at the last part, but when I see Shanna, I understand.

She's dressed up as Rogue, up to and including dying her hair red, except for a white spot in front. Her blue eyes sparkle as she smiles widely, seeing me in my matching outfit.

"I guess we match after all," I tell her, returning the smile. She runs to me, and flings her arms around my neck, before kissing me.

"I've missed you," she says breathlessly, coming up for air a few moments later.

I wrap my arms around her thin waist, and love how her outfit hugs her curves. "Mon, chere, your touch truly does entice da life right outta da Gambit." She laughs at my accent, and I realize just how much I've missed the sound of her musical laugh. "I've missed you, too. And your cute laugh, and long lashes, and beautiful eyes and. . . Shall we go?" I ask her, giving her tight behind a quick squeeze.

Her mouth moves to a pouty position, and in her Rogue outfit, I think it's pretty cute. "You don't want to fool around, first?" she asks me.

"Is it always sex with you?" I ask her, remembering when she'd used a similar line on me a while ago.

She laughs at the turnaround, and drags me out the door.

The party is at a large house, bordering on a mansion, and there is music blaring everywhere, lights flashing, and costumes galore. Considering how cold it is outside, I'm surprised at how skimpy some of the outfits are; some of them barely legal in public.

I immediately excuse myself to the bathroom, and put in my contacts. When I return, Shanna has moved away from the spot I'd left her at, but I only have to sense for her switches to find her.

To my surprise, she is chatting with another Rogue. I grab us a couple drinks, and go join them. The other Rogue is pretty cute, I can't deny, but I can tell she is wearing blue contacts, and a wig. Shanna's costume is easily better.

Shanna doesn't notice I'm there, until I hand her a drink.

"Oh, you're back," she says barely glancing at me. "Nick, this is Julia, we have a few classes together." By her tone, it doesn't sound like she enjoys those classes.

"Nick, huh? Cool contacts." Julia says, turning the full effect of her bright blue eyes on me. She places her hand on my chest, and gets a little uncomfortably close, as she gazes into my black eyes. "They can just draw you in, can't they?" Her lips part and I know she is giving me the go ahead to kiss her by the way she is looking at me, and the shape she makes with her red lips.

I step back, and turn my back on her. I'm here with Shanna, and no matter what I may do when I'm not with her, I'm not going to kiss another woman in front of her.

Shanna looks at me for the first time since I got back, and I see she is startled by my eyes. She quickly gets over it though, as she gives me a quick peck on the cheek and a, "Thank you."

She takes my arm, and pulls me away. When we're far enough away, which is not too far considering the music, I lean over and ask what that'd been about.

Shanna studies my face for a bit, before answering. "That's just Julia. We've been rivals since elementary school. She's always been jealous of me, and wants whatever I have, including boyfriends." She glares over to where Julia is smiling at us. Apparently the rival knows we're talking about her. I don't doubt that Julia has been successful in the past at stealing men. Dressed as she is, she looks absolutely stunning. I still find Shanna more attractive, dressed up as a better Rogue, but can't deny that the wonton way Julia acted, had an effect on me.

One of Shanna's words catches in my mind. "Boyfriend? Is that what I am?"

She studies my face for a bit, before answering with a shy smile. "Maybe. . . After the way you just turned away from her, it's definitely points in your favor." I look back over to the other woman, and notice that her smile turns a little sour.

I take my date out onto the dance floor, and she laughs at my clumsy attempts at dancing, but I don't mind, just enjoying the way she sounds, and how her long lashes bat at me.

Julia doesn't seem to be done with us though, and at one point, I find myself sandwiched between the two women. They glare daggers at each other, around me, and I really start to get uncomfortable. It really doesn't help that Julia keeps running her hands all over my body.

"Let's go," I tell Shanna after Julia grabs my crotch for the second time. I'd thought the first time was a fluke, but when she gets a firm hold on my cock the second time, I know it's intentional.

"And let her win?" She shakes her head. "I won't let her drive us away. Just ignore her." That's easier said than done.

I pull Julia's hand off my ass, and give Shanna a kiss, hoping the other woman will get the hint. When I don't feel her behind me, I think she does, until I realize she has only moved to the other side of Shanna, and is now running her hands all over her body.

I'm utterly confused at this point. What game is Julia playing? And why isn't Shanna stopping her? When I see Julia start to kiss Shanna's neck from behind, I grow even more confused, and pull my dreamy looking Rogue over to me.

"What's going on?" I ask again. "I thought you hated her."

She looks at me a bit dazedly, before looking around, and seeing Julia smiling at us again. "What? Ahh, I mean, yeah I do. I don't know what she's thinking." She looks at Julia again, a puzzled expression on her face. "Maybe you're right. Let's go. We can see the countdown at my place, and I really want to be alone with you."

I nod, still uncertain about her answer, but figure if it gets us out of this situation, all the better.

We walk out to my car, but Julia is yelling after us. I don't want to see a cat fight break out, so I try to hurry us along, but Shanna stops instead.

Groaning, I decide to try and put an end to this, before it can go on.

"Look, Julia, you're cute and all, but I'm with Shanna. Go bother some other guy." I try to be nice, but I know my voice sounds a little harsh in my annoyance.

Julia looks at me with an odd look, before shaking herself.

"I'm not here to talk to you. I want to talk to Shanna." I remain standing there, and Shanna grips my hand, as we look at the other Rogue. She looks hard at me for a minute, and I realize she wants me to leave, but I'm not going to leave Shanna alone with this other vixen. After a few seconds, Julia sighs, and speaks some more. "I guess if I need to say this in front of him, then I will." She turns to face Shanna, her expression and tone serious. "Shanna, I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to you. You've always been so beautiful, that even as kids, I was jealous of you. I know I stole some of your boyfriends, and I never even knew why, with some of them. I didn't even like most of them."

Shanna's grip on my hand grows tighter as Julia speaks, and I can feel the anger nearly radiating off of her in the cold night.

"I think I know why, now," Julia continues to say. "I've always been jealous that those other men could have you, when what I really want. . . What I truly desire. . . I took your boyfriends, so that I could in some way be close to you," she finishes in a rush, and Shanna's hand releases mine in shock.

The import of what she'd just said isn't lost on me either, as I stand there stunned.

"Why are you telling me this now?" my date asks.

"Because. . .because I only just realized it in there. No one has ever been able to ignore me as well as he did, so I decided to step up my game, by playing with you. Only instead of winning him over, I found that I enjoy being with you instead. I realize that I've liked you for a very long time." Julia sounds truly sincere, but I can't help but wonder if this is just another ploy of hers, to win me over. If it is, I don't see how it'll work.

The two women look at each other for a bit, and Shanna apparently comes to some sort of a decision. She turns to me, and takes both of my hands in hers. "Nick, will you please go warm up your car. I promise I'll be there in a bit."

"Are you sure?" I whisper to her.

She glances back at Julia, and then looks me deep in the eyes. "I'm sure," she states, placing her hand on my chest and lightly brushing her soft lips across mine.

Unsure what's going to happen, I stay aware of her 'happy' switch. While it's not on, it's not fully off either. I walk to my car, part of my mind on that switch, as I start it up, and turn up the heater. Curiously, her switch moves a little bit to the happy side, but not far, before I see them both walking over to my car.

Jumping out, I hold the car door open for Shanna. "Julia is going to come back to my place with us," she tells me, whispering in my ear. "I'm not giving you permission to be with her." The last part of the whisper is fierce, and I find that I'm now more confused than ever. What were these two Rogues talking about?

The drive is not long, but made to seem longer by the silence in my car. When I get out letting Shanna out, I notice that Julia waits for me to open her door, too. I look to my date, and she doesn't seem to care, so I open her door, and she steps out. Let it never be said that mom didn't raise a gentleman.

"Thanks, Nick," Julia tells me. "I'm sorry about how I behaved earlier."

I nod, not sure what to say.

Once inside, Shanna pours us all drinks, and they sit to watch TV, while I go to remove my contacts. My eyes are starting to bother me. I can hear the women talking, but can't make out what they're saying, and when I rejoin them, they immediately grow quiet.

"Will someone please explain to me what's going on?" I ask, somewhat annoyed by their behavior.

Shanna hands me my drink, before explaining. "We've decided to try and be friends, and see how that works. If it goes well, then maybe more will come later." I nod, pretending this makes perfect sense, and after some thought, it actually kind of does. Hadn't Robbie been nice to me, after a fashion, after I'd stolen Gina from him?

"So, Nick. You're all the talk of the campus right now. You seem to have grown pretty popular lately," Julia comments.

I swallow a sip of my drink uncomfortably. "Yeah, for some reason, some of the jocks have taken a liking to me. Kinda unexpected," I try to blow off the question. They had become friendlier with me after the whole kidnapping scene where Robbie had beat me up. I'm still not sure if it's because they're afraid of what I'd done that night with my switches, or because they feel bad about their hand in the fiasco.

Julia pretty much ignores me after that, even though Shanna and I are cuddling on the couch.

When the ball starts to drop, we all count down, and cheer as the New Year begins. Shanna spins around in my arms, and kisses my quite thoroughly. We're both quite out of breath, when I let her pull away. I see Julia standing there, forlornly, and feel bad for her. I know what it's like to be alone on New Years.