Christian College Sex Comedy Ch. 34

I was ejaculating before I knew it. I slammed my penis as far into her as I could while my semen shot out. Every time a strand of my seed painted Fontana's womb, she let out little 'ahs' until I was done. Even then, I held her tight until my cock began to deflate. I fell back on my heels and Fontana shifted so that she was lying on her side and looking back at me.

"Happy?" she quizzed me.

"Oh, yeah," I exhaled happily. "You?"

"Honestly, I expected to get hammered -- but I liked this more," Fontana smiled. "It was nice to know you weren't simply fucking some biker slut."

"Oh, hell no," I chuckled. "If I did that, the line for my ass kicking would go around the corner and Belle would head it up." Fontana's response was musical.

"Valarie said you live under the constant threat of girls beating you up," she teased.

"You think you've beaten my ass tonight?" I crawled toward her hungrily.

"Nope," Fontana waved me off. "I'm willing to call this one a draw. You came, I came; we are even."

"But I want to end up on top," I growled. Fontana rolled onto her back and let me part her legs and poise my body above hers.

"You are going to be loads of fun this summer," she sighed as I slipped my hardening cock into her once more. "Loads of fun." That's right, if I couldn't hook up with Valarie's mom this summer, I could always get together with one of her friends in one of the Southwest's women's correction facilities. I understood that I was popular in prison.

(Belle, Leigh and Willa -- oh, what the hell am I doing?)

I let Fontana go upstairs first while I cleaned up in the downstairs bathroom. I snuck back to the sofa, got dressed, and dropped down beside the snoozing Rio. I kissed her on the top of her head -- she's my best friend after all. Then I kissed her on the ear and she lazily swatted me away.

"Bad little piggy," she mumbled. She thought I was Mercy.

I was hoping she was having happy dreams; she deserved them. I was still a long way from my own sleepy time. I had to go save/retrieve Leigh from Belle. Personally, I liked Belle, but she really didn't like most college kids and expressed that in a very aggressive style. I padded upstairs to Belle's door, heard a muted buzzing from within, and knocked softly.

I heard someone get out of bed and come to the door. Willa initially eyed me cautiously but smiled when she saw it was me and not Aunt Jill.

"We captured a home invader," she winked as she let me in then shut the door behind me.

"Hi, Zane," Belle rotated her head and looked at me.

Belle was on her side on the bed. Leigh was beside her, half her shirt stuffed in her mouth, her hands cuffed in front of her and she'd been crying -- and cumming a great deal. Belle had a black six-inch vibrator out and was rubbing it along Leigh's pubic mound and thighs, currently avoiding Leigh's cunny.

"We are teaching this bitch how to fucking knock on a door," Belle explained.

"Absolutely," Willa confirmed. "For some strange reason she just jumped into our bed half-naked and started humping Belle." That had to have gone over famously.

Leigh's plea was muffled but I could see the desperation in her eyes.

"She's quite the cunt-lapper when she shuts up," Belle grinned wickedly at me. "She kept claiming she was looking for you but everyone knows the two of us don't sleep together; right?"

"Of course not," I agreed. "If we were going to have sex, it would be downstairs on the sofa." Damn, that sofa gets a lot of sex. Aunt Jill must use a ton of Fabreeze on it.

"So, are you here to get a piece or do you want me to let her go?" Belle eyed me seriously.

"She's a good friend, Belle. She meant no harm. Valarie sent her over here after she crawled in my window," I explained. "Please let her go."

"If I don't?" Belle kept eye-balling me.

I could ball up my fists and talk about how this was my house -- blah -- blah -- blah -- but that would make me a douche.

"Well, then, I guess Leigh's boned until the Kappa Sigmas send out a search party. It is your home too," I sighed. Leigh squealed something that might have been 'No'.

Belle turned back to Leigh and pulled the shirt out of Leigh's mouth.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Belle taunted Leigh. Leigh had to work the saliva back into her mouth before she could speak.

"Sorry. I'm really sorry I broke into your room and I won't do it again," Leigh pleaded.

"And you'll leave Zane alone?" Belle pressed.

"I -- umm -- I -- ah, screw that. Put the vibrator back in," Leigh insisted. "It will take more than you two (Belle and Willa) to convince me to give that dick up."

Belle snorted and Willa laughed.

Belle rubbed the vibrator up Leigh's thigh and onto her clit, causing her to jolt and writhe on the bed. By the look of Leigh's vulva, she'd already been worked over pretty well but she was willing to take on even more over-stimulation to keep having sex with me; how humbling. On the other hand, Belle wasn't the kind to take Leigh's devotion at face value.

Belle wanted to put Leigh through an ordeal; I couldn't talk her out of it. I could be there for Leigh though. I walked around the bed tailed by Willa, crawled up on the bed and settled in on the far side of Leigh.

"Who said you could get on my bed?" Belle sneered. Okay, then...

"Your room -- my friend," I pointed out. "Do you want to step outside and settle this?"

"Seriously, Nancy?" Belle smiled. "You want to do this now? For her?"

"Would you prefer I pick and choose how and when to support my friends?" I countered.

"Let's go," she hopped out of bed. "Back or front yard?"

"Backyard; I'd hate to embarrass you in public," I responded with a toothy grin.

"Let's go, Nancy," Belle sneered. Nancy as in 'Nancy-boy'. This was going to be fun. I'm wearing my old shorts, Belle is in a tight black Fallout Shelter t-shirt and black panties that she's had for a while -- I can see a tiny bit of white elastic peeking through the worn waistband.

"Willa, please un-handcuff Leigh and bring her along?" I requested.

"Willa, keep a hand on her. I haven't finished with Leigh yet," Belle called over her shoulder.

As we made our way out the back door I couldn't help but up the ante.

"Belle, after I kick your ass you're going to wear a dress to church tomorrow," I prodded her.

"Oh, yeah," she laughed loudly. "After I stomp you into the ground, I'm going to have my name tattooed on your ass as my property." I had a feeling that my laugh was less convincing. Belle quick-stepped/skipped out onto the cold grass. The outside lights had come on when the motion sensors picked us up.

I followed Belle at a more sedate pace with Willa and Leigh trailing behind.

"Kick her butt," Leigh encouraged me. Willa looked around for the garden hose. She was going to soak the first one of us to get knocked out. There was none of that pansy submission shit for Belle -- that would be too damn easy.

Belle spun around to confront me. She shook out her arms and began closing.

"From the first time we met I wanted to know how tough you were," she gave me a feral smile.

I gave her a snap-kick to the chest in response, sending her flying back and rolling over in the grass. I didn't chase after her, though.

From Rio, I had learned that Belle's style was one part wrestling, one part boxing, and padded with dirty tricks. Belle summersaulted over and came up on her feet with that feral look still in her eyes. This time I met her halfway. I feinted, she failed to fall for it then we both followed up with a series of boxing jabs and blocks.

Belle got in a blow to my ribs, swung at my head and missed, then took my jab to her face, cutting her lip. She licked the blood and her eyes blazed with passion. Belle caught me off-guard by tackling me. That took us to the ground with her on top, straddling me and raining blows down on my head.

She landed a good blow to my cheek, which stung. I was able to grab her head and head-butt her in response. That stunned her so I head-butted her again. She swayed back on her hips. I pushed her further back, sat up, and received a head-butt in return -- fuck, that hurt! Belle took the advantage by pinning my left arm back.

She was about to smash my face again but I punched her in the throat. That brought her up short long enough for me to twist my hips and roll us over. I tried to escape so Belle wrapped her legs around my waist. Our hands sought out each other's arms. I won that little contest, finally crossing her arms across her chest. Belle tried to take a bite out of my arm.

Damn. She was serious about this fight. I scooted my knees under Belle's ass, leveraged our bodies up then slammed us to the ground -- twice. On the second go-round, her grip slipped. This allowed me to pop her in the temple which led in rapid succession to me getting behind her and applying a chokehold while we were still on the ground.

By this time, my legs were around her waist, from behind, and despite several elbows to the ribs and fingers raking my arm, her efforts eventually became feeble, then stopped. I pushed her off of me and just lay there, catching my breath for half a minute. I was roused by Willa hitting us with terribly cold water from the hose.

Belle and I sat up at the same time, arms resting on our knees and looking at each other. Belle glared at me initially, then chuckled and shook her head.

"Rio's been holding back on me," Belle rasped. "She said Hope beat you with wrestling moves."

"She did," I groaned, "but she's been giving me some pointers over the past few weeks. Don't take it out on Rio. She has the attention span of a weasel."

I stood up first. I offered Belle my hand but she snorted.

"Don't make me slap you, damn it. I'll get my own ass out of the dirt," she grumbled.

Before I could say anything, Leigh ran to me. She was giddy, and horny, from the contest she had just witnessed.

"I knew you could do it," she kissed my face. "Now let's go in and have some sex!"

"Ask Belle," I replied. "This fight was for me being allowed on the bed. You still need to pay for breaking into her room."

"What?" Leigh squeaked.

"Come here, Slut," Belle laughed. She hooked an arm around Leigh's waist from behind and began dragging her back into the house.

"Zane?" Leigh called out fearfully.

"Coming -- coming," I groaned. "I feel like someone dropped a cinderblock on my head -- and my ribs." I staggered for the door only to be intercepted by Willa.

"You are one freaking weird dude," she whispered.

"You have no idea," I responded softly. As she came alongside, I put my arm around her waist -- then down inside her panties, and cupped her right ass cheek.

I gave it a good squeeze. I figure Willa could pull away or punch me in my sore ribs. Instead, she bumped my hip and put her head on my shoulder.

"Have you ever been with another woman?" I asked.

"No," she regarded me.

"Willing to experiment?" I teased her. She smiled, snaked a hand along my back to my neck and finally grabbed a handful of hair. She pulled me down into a kiss and finished with her own devilish grin. I took that to be a yes.

We made our way back to Belle's room, where Belle and I stripped out of our wet clothes.

"You don't have to handcuff me," Leigh begged of Belle. "I'll behave."

"I know you'll be a good girl, but I don't care. I'll do it because I want to," Belle taunted her. Leigh pouted and looked my way. I shrugged helplessly in response. She stripped, crawled to the middle of the bed, rolled onto her back, and put her wrists together just below her breasts.

"I'd rather fight than be a victim," Belle mocked her as the bindings clicked shut.

"No, that's some dick, you skank," Leigh wound up her courage. Belle's response was to retrieve the vibrator and turn it on.

"Calling me a skank makes you feel tough, eh?" Belle closed in.

The vibrator began rubbing against Leigh's thighs as I settled into the bed behind Belle. Willa resumed her position on the far side after she stripped down. Belle gave me a curious look over her shoulder before turning back to Leigh. I snuggled into Belle before nibbling and sucking on her neck and shoulder.

As Belle pushed the vibrator between Leigh's labia, I ran my left arm down Belle's back and parted her ass cheeks. I could feel Belle look over her shoulder again -- my lips were sucking on her shoulder at that moment -- and visually question what I thought I was doing. I could sense a struggle going through her mind by the increased tenseness of her shoulders.

She had to be deciding if she would let me distract her or not. A moment later she made up her mind; she bent her leg and pulled her knee toward her chest to make my access to her easier. I scooted farther down so I could move my hand below her ass and begin stroking her pussy, back to front.

Belle wiggled the vibrator inside Leigh's vagina as my fingers worked her over. She kept it going until she felt my cock pushing past her butt cheeks. Belle didn't caution me about her anus; she didn't have to. When my cockhead touched her vagina, Belle responded by looking back at me, daring me to stick it in.

"Do you want me to stop, Belle?" I gazed into her eyes. Belle's response was to suddenly push down on my cock, pushing it half way in with one thrust.

"Fuck," she hissed. I grabbed her hip and finished driving my rod all the way in. I quickly withdrew, then slammed it home again.

At the same time, I moved my right hand, pinned underneath me, under Belle's body, until I burrowed to her pelvis. Belle began humming as my hand reached her slender landing strip. I also noticed that her activity with Leigh had lightened up. Her vagina walls strongly massaged my cock's passage and the stimulation was soaking up more and more of Belle's attention.

The vibrator cut off. Belle had dropped it so she could start pulling and pinching her breasts as my four fingers began to vigorously rub her clit. For five minutes I kept going at her sideways until she grabbed the sheets so she could shove her body into mine and almost pushed me off the bed. Her climax seized her, her breath came in short gasps and tremors passed from her body to mine.

"Damn it," Belle cursed. It took me a moment to figure out what she was pissed about. She began thrusting back against me. "Still hard, huh?" she growled. Why, yes I was, but I wasn't going to tease her about it. I missed the visual exchange between Willa and Belle but the end result was Belle giving in, letting Leigh off the hook.

"I'm getting on top, Zane," Belle demanded. What proceeded was a bit of bedroom acrobatics but I kept my penis inside as I moved towards the bed's center while Belle swung up to a reverse cowgirl position. I pushed up, palms on the bed behind me, and watched her ass begin to bounce on my lap.

At first, Belle rested her hands on my shins and used that to balance her rocking and thrusting of the hips.

"Don't, Zane," Belle panted as I pressed my chest against her back. When I wrapped my arms around her, she made one last protest. "Oh, damn you."

I hugged Belle tight, my left arm around her stomach and the right around her chest. She slowed down for a few seconds before turning her upper body so that we could kiss. Our tongues flickered against each other, then slowly danced back and forth between our mouths.

"I really should bite you right now," Belle sighed.

"What the hell for?" I muttered.

"I'm going to have to look across the room now and find a reason for not jumping your bones, you idiot," she breathed in short bursts.

"Someone likes being 'Zaned'," Leigh teased. Willa slapped her somewhere; I couldn't see where.

"Shut up unless you want to be tied up all night," Willa whispered. I was busy letting my hands migrate over Belle's tight body now that I had 'permission' to sex her up. I let Belle lean into me. Her hands cupped her breasts while my hands went from her shoulders to the top of the tits but avoided the nipples.

I skated around her upper chest, linking my hands over her pulsing abdomen then lightly traveling down to her thighs.

"You are not in a hurry," Belle observed breathlessly.

"It is our first time," I reminded her.

"Oh," was all she had to say. Her body rubbing against me was her real reply. It was with gradual ease that we upped our tempo until Belle finally 'gave it up' again. This time I came with her -- and I completely spaced about a condom -- again. Belle writhed her body against mine for almost a minute as we regained our composure and our breaths.

"You came in me, didn't you?" Belle said seriously.

"Yeah, I screwed up. I'm sorry," I groaned.

"What are we going to name our kid?" Belle showed a tiny bit of mirth.

"I'm partial to Beausephus if it is a boy," I told her as I kissed her neck, "and Andromeda if it is a girl."

"Our kid is going to kick ass," Belle laughed.

"Aren't you on the pill?" Leigh wondered.

"Listen, you stupid Cunt," Belle twisted on my semi-rigid cock so she could lock eyes with Leigh, "do I look like I can afford Healthcare?"

"Answer me, Bitch," Belle began wiggling off my lap and out of my arms.

"Let it go," I begged Belle.

"Don't think that just because you have my dick in my cunt, that makes me your bitch," Belle growled to me.

"As your friend, I'm asking you to drop -- 'my dick'?" I hesitated. "Just because MY dick is in your cunt doesn't make it your dick," I teased.

"Crap -- slip of the tongue," Belle mumbled.

"It's okay," both Leigh and I said.

"Several of our girls feel that way," Leigh added. "We feel possessive about that cock."

"What she said," I finished. "That's why when it is not attached, I keep it in a locked box."

Belle snorted and Willa and Leigh laughed.

"You went with the detachable penis?" Belle stared at me. "That's so sad."

"Hey, now," I blushed. "I have a horny naked biker babe sitting in my lap, with my dick in her vagina. I'm a little shaken up right now."

"You can be real trying at times," Belle leaned into me compassionately.

"What? You said you wanted me to try your ass?" I joked. "Okay."

Belle's vaginal muscles constricted around my cock, exciting me to hardness again.

"You rip up my ass and I'm going to rip off your balls," Belle grinned shark-like.

"Your? No, I meant Willa's ass," I verbally back-pedaled. "Look, she's sitting there, ass up looking all inviting, lush, and full-formed."

"You wouldn't dare," Willa smirked at me. By her own accounts, Willa loved anal sex, but apparently it wasn't something she normally shared. Belle's instincts were leading her past the deception.

"Are you freaky, Willa?" Belle mocked her friend.

"Hey," Leigh piped up. "Barbie Lynn likes it and she's no freak."

I rolled onto my side, trying to let Belle slide off my shaft.

"Am I going somewhere?" Belle turned and joked with me. I shrugged, put my left hand on her shoulder and pumped into her hard several times.

"Okay, okay," Belle panted. "Go bang Willa. My pussy is still tingling from the last orgasm, Stud." Belle twisted onto her stomach which allowed my cock to pop free. Belle moaned sensually and lay there for a minute with her eyes closed. Dangerously, Leigh crawled over Belle's still form, retrieved something from Belle's nightstand, and handed it to me -- lube.

Leigh must have seen Belle pull it out and lube up the vibrator before shoving it in. Belle wasn't a total sadist. I slipped beside Willa who kept drinking me in with her eyes.

"Where do you think you are going with that?" she said. Willa remained on her stomach, her ass proudly pointing up and proffered.

"Would you like to try anal?" I winked. "I'm sure if you try it, you'll like it."

"This won't make me your Old Lady," Willa teased back. "I'll try it. Let's see what you've got."

"I only want to make you happy," I breathed into her ear. Willa shivered in anticipation.