College Chronicles Ep. 17

"You still like dick, right?"

She was right up in Mary's face, confrontational. I watched my new friend's eyes dart around, knew she was trying to escape the brilliant, piercing light of Cindy's regard; knew she was trying to kick her drunk brain into action while Cindy teased her mercilessly. I knew the struggle intimately.

"Ungh... I... Ohhhhhh..."

"Yeah, I bet you do. Horny little bitch."

Cindy leaned forward and kissed her, and there were only sounds of flesh; lips on lips, hands stroking cocks, and Mary's sloppy wet pussy being fingered. When the embrace broke, Cin was quickly back on topic.

"Are you a greedy slut like Sami?"

I blushed at the stray bullet, and Cin's split second look of joy at my dismay only turned up the heat a little more. She didn't wait for Mary's response, and truly it wouldn't have mattered what she said. When Cindy spoke again, she was clear and articulate; a bell announcing open season.

"On your knees."

Mary paused with obvious confusion, and I sympathized. It was such an unclear instruction, but stated so obviously and forcefully that she couldn't argue or ask for clarity without sounding stupid. She questioned, nonetheless.

"Uhmm... Like... Here...?"

She'd started to slide off the couch to the floor, but Cindy tsk'd, and grabbed her by one arm, lifting her back and positioning her like a doll on hands and knees atop the couch.

"No, up! Put your elbows on the arm... Good."

When Mary was posed to her liking, Cindy grabbed Eric, pulling him up so he was kneeling on the couch right behind Mary's exposed rear. As she opened another condom and began to roll it down Eric's prominent erection, she issued an order my direction.

"Take him to her head."

I knew exactly what she wanted, didn't even hesitate to lead Dane by his throbbing cock over and around the couch to where his cock protruded just below her head, at a perfect angle to lean down and take into her mouth.

Then Dane's thick dick kicked in my hand, and my knees buckled, dropping me to the floor in slow motion. Was his cock bigger than it had been before? Probably not; just perspective, or my mind playing tricks on me. I couldn't help but stare at it, study his veins and wrinkles, think about how it would feel inside me, until Mary interrupted my musing.

"Sami!"

I turned in surprise, and found Mary pressing forward, grabbing my chin clumsily, wrenching my face up to hers. She kissed and licked me and I matched her passion, moaning as I basically just rubbed my wet face against her. My hand, still gripping Dane's slick phallus, began stroking him again without thinking about it, automatically trying to jerk him off onto us. But Cindy had a different plan, spotting my uncontrolled indulgence.

"Hey, quit it!"

She was before us, slapping my hand off him. I cringed back a little, but the moment was about Mary, not me.

"Now ask them to spit roast you."

Mary's expression was pure comedy, stunned at the obscene turn of phrase, a next step I thought was obvious. What did she think Cindy was positioning the boys for?

"Uhmm... I... Wha-...?"

The stumbling words told me Mary wasn't thinking much at all. I grabbed her hand to offer some silent comfort, reassure her it was alright. The movement brought Cindy's attention, and she brought me back in.

"What does she need to do?"

I lit up, knowing exactly what Cindy wanted; how to be a good girl.

"Ask nicely!"

I was cheerful and encouraging, trying my best to be a Mary's rock. She hardly looked, her attention split between Cindy, Dane, and his swinging cock.

"You never thought about it? Really?"

Cindy was quiet, and calm, and so, so tempting. I couldn't help but feel like her words were aimed at me too. I'd never thought about it; never thought about being fucked and face-fucked at the same time, even when I'd seen Bianca having it done to her. It hadn't even been a possibility. But suddenly it was, and I could only imagine what it would be like to control two guys, as they took you from both sides. Would I want to be in Mary's position, between two hung college studs? Could I even deal with that?

The more I thought about it, the clearer it became that I really, really wanted to find out.

"Uhm... "

Mary answered, struggling... but I could tell she'd had similar thoughts to mine. Cindy had won her over.

"...Will you... Uhh... Spit roast me?"

From her voice, you could tell how stupid she felt saying it. I think that only made Cindy happier, her beautiful smirk so self-satisfied. Mary looked up at Dane, and we all saw him give a totally flabbergasted look to Eric. He smiled the widest smile I'd ever seen as his arms moved, kneaded Mary's plump ass.

"Fuck yeah, girl!"

Mary squeaked in shock, and I could tell Eric had pushed himself in, her question all the invitation he needed. Her mouth wide with surprise, Dane got over confusion at his own luck and took advantage, filling her orifice and cutting off her voice into a muted groan.

"Be gentle, boys... she is my baby sister."

Cindy's tone was only mildly reproving, like she knew they wouldn't listen to her and didn't really mind. Her hand stroked across Dane's chest, and looked up to receive a kiss, long and full of tongue, while his grip on either side of Mary's head held her still for thrusting cock. When Cin broke away Dane wobbled, and I could empathize with that airless feeling of shock and sudden deprivation when she pulled out of a kiss.

Then her attention fell to me, like a spotlight on an escaping prisoner. Her smile was as bright and joyful, but with an undercurrent of sinister pleasure dripping with threat. She spoke quietly, almost hidden beneath Dane, Eric, and Mary's grunts, but I heard her clearly in my mind.

"Come here."

I used Dane to stand and he didn't notice, fully enjoying Mary's mouth. I drew my fingers along his skinny but defined body, smiling lightly when he grunted extra deep and closed his eyes, holding Mary down on his cock. I was pushing him over the edge, my light feminine touch. I just knew it. And when she gurgled and shuddered with each of Eric's strokes, I knew I was pushing Mary over that edge with him. When I looked up, I found Cindy watching me, wearing her best smirk. She asked, even though she knew the answer.

"Having fun?"

I bit my lip, making big doe eyes like I knew she loved, playing coy. She inspired me to new heights and imaginings and behaviors I could never have dreamed alone. And I did something to her too; inexplicably, unfathomably, that gorgeous otherworldly girl went to another level when she looked at me. My little act was enough to provoke, and she pulled me closer, pressing her lithe body to mine and kissing me deeply, knocking me off my feet in a swooning dip supported by her arms. When she righted me and pulled back, it wasn't to let go; instead turning to the couch and whispering in my ear.

"Look... Isn't she fucking hot?"

Mary; the meat in a boy sandwich. She bounced back and forth on their cocks, grunting and squishing obscenely at both ends. The view was better from that angle, a full perspective on how dirty and sexy my new sorority BFF was. It almost felt like too much to watch, but I couldn't tear myself away, fixated in horror and curiosity. They had forgotten about us entirely, in their own world of sinful pleasure.

"Uhm..."

"It feels... It's just soooo good..."

She meant being double-teamed. Fucked at both ends. Rendered helpless meat by two hard cocks. It was strange to think about Cindy in that situation; I couldn't even believe she would ever cede control like that. But then a vision of her, elevated between Jaxx and Jae. Would I be able to turn that down?

"...You'd love it..."

She was whispering, hot and soft in my ear. As she spoke, her hands wandered; one across my chest to stroke and play with my perky nipples, the other down my back to fondle my ass roughly. I groaned, scared and jealous and so so so horny.

"Like... Hands all over you... And when they're hung? They get sooo deep..."

I couldn't stop thinking about Jaxx, about his big rough hands, about how well hung he was. Would he share me with someone else? He already shared me with Cindy... But another guy? At the same time? And could I even handle it? Could my fragile little body deal with two cocks at once? Could my fragile little mind?

I could barely handle watching it.

Then Dane made a strange sound between a growl and a roar, breaking me out of my daze. From that and the silly expression on his face, I could tell he was at the edge.

"Ohh fuuuuuck..."

"No! Pull out!!"

Cindy cried out again, issuing the stern command in her beautiful, irresistible voice and stopping the whole room in its tracks. Even Mary froze between the two boys, scared to twitch for risk or provoking their explosive conclusion.

"Cum on her!"

I was confused for a second, before a strong shove pushed me forward onto my knees, and I realized she was talking about me. She wanted them to finish on me. I looked back, and found her smirking, one eyebrow raised, as if a silent question; could I handle it?

I didn't want to let her down. Plus... I wanted it-- I deserved it.

"Ahhhh..."

I turned back to the boys and made my eyes and mouth as big as possible, asking for their cum with an outstretched tongue and loud, high, begging sound.

Slowly, they adjusted, the expressions of slight disappointment fading into grins. They pulled out and away from Mary, walking over awkwardly with meat in hand to mirror each other as they faced me and beat off vigorously. I couldn't help but moan at the sight, bite my lip and then re-open even wider, closing my eyes in preparation for their hot seed. Without thinking my hands began to roam my body, stroking soft skin and tweaking tiny pokie nipples. It was all I could do to hold those tiny, naughty hands back from reaching out to jerk them off myself.

"Go on, boys... Give the little bitch a shower..."

They were taking too long. Or maybe I was just getting impatient. Either way, I didn't stop myself from loudly and whole-heartedly agreeing with Cindy.

"Mmmmm fucking gimmmee..."

My voice was girly and petulant, a spoiled baby slut. Just hearing myself sent a thrill through me like a steel cord flicked by giant fingers. That same thrill sent the boys over the edge.

"Ohh shitt!"

"Fuuuuckkk..."

They vocalized their joy at the same time as two spurting jets collided with my face, exploding across me. One nailed me in the eye, the other spattered against my cheek and ended in my mouth, as hot and savory and heady as I'd hoped. After the first united attack they lost rhythm, pelting my face with their vigorous ejaculation. It ricocheted off my forehead and cheeks, got into my open mouth, dripping out and down my chin onto my neck and chest. I'd only experienced Jaxx's massive loads before, but the combined power of the boys almost equalled him, coating me with creamy glazing as we all moaned. I don't even know what I was doing with my hands, just rubbing myself wherever felt best, totally lost in the celebratory fireworks of their pleasure.

I could feel their looming presences, hear their grunting breaths as they crowded closer on both sides, tugging the last of their seed onto me with loud enthusiasm, complimenting my adorned look.

"GaaahhDAYUM, baby..."

"Fuckin'... Little cum dumpster..."

Maybe I should have been offended by Eric's growled insult, ripped right out of a porn. But words didn't matter; all that did was their cum all over me, evidence I was sexy enough, proof of how I'd played them from start to finish. My power over them. So I gasped and giggled and bubbled happily, bringing fingers to mouth to play with their sticky loads, letting it sit on my face, one eye completely closed, the other squinting up. I was powerless yet they were enthralled, savoring the mess they'd made and my gorgeous, slutty joy.

There was a softer, lighter presence next to me, and Mary's face appeared, expression a strange mixture of shock and urgency. She pressed herself against me, and I hardly knew how to react. Her tongue was in my mouth playing with their cum, and I couldn't stop it seeping out, dripping into our naked, entwined bodies. Her fingers were on my face, cleaning their loads to our mouths, rubbing it all over. I kept my eyes closed, lost in the warm, sensuous, wet heaven. She was so fucking sexy, everything just felt like a dream.

"Oh shit man..."

"Bro... Fuck, that's hot..."

It was a dream for the boys too; two smoking freshmen girls on their knees, kissing enthusiastically and sharing their seed. I snuck a peek up at them, and giggled harder at their struck faces, hiding my smile by renewing my sloppy make out with Mary, for their and my benefit. They were spent, yet still they stood over us, just spectating our empassioned, filthy show.

Until Cindy called things to an end;

"C'mon guys, help them up! We can't go home like this!"

With Cindy's urging, the boys were gracious hosts. Dane lifted us to our feet as Eric found towels we could use to clean the worst of their mess; not all, but enough to slip back into our clothes. They begged us to stay, just as friendly and touchy as at the bar, but with neutered threat of post-sex fondness. Mary and I giggled and hid in each other, basically fused together by the intimate corruption we'd experienced, and Cindy made excuses and promised that she'd give them our numbers, later.

Bundled back up, we linked arms and forayed into the dark night, weaving back and forth with alcoholic and cum-drunk impairment. And as we walked, my mind wandered... Well, didn't wander. It fell upon one thing entirely, obsessed. I blamed it on the built up tension inside me; I was the only one who hadn't cum, after all. Could you blame me for thinking, dreaming about Jaxx's big cock? It was thicker than Dane's or Eric's-- longer too... And somehow, more obscenely, offensively irresistible. Cindy hadn't wanted them to fuck me, which was probably a good idea, but meant I so badly needed it. And Jaxx could fuck me. Would fuck me. I wouldn't escape him without cumming AT LEAST once. Maybe more.

Like I said, my mind wandered. And when I looked up, I realized we were almost back at the sorority house. And though I did want to be with Mary, and Cindy, and my new sorority sisters, I was so fucking drunk and wound up and horny that I NEEDED to go back to 001. I knew it wouldn't go over well, but I was drunk enough to try anyway.

"Uhmm, Cin..."

She and Mary kept walking, leaning on each other, but I stopped. After a few steps they realized I had, and Cindy swung them around to face me.

"I..."

Mary was a lightweight, almost totally out of it. But Cindy had a look of keen curiosity as I stumbled over

"I think I'm... Gonna go back to my room--"

"--What?"

She didn't like that, and released Mary to surge forward-- only to freeze a foot in front of me. Behind her, Mary wobbled and nearly fell over; I would have laughed, but my eyes were caught in Cindy's green bonfire eyes, raging with intensity, and somehow... Sadness. Deep concern.

"Is something-... Why??"

She sounded... Almost scared. I was surprised by the force of her emotion, knocked off balance.

"No, I just..."

I stepped the rest of the way forward, rested my hand on her shoulder, and stared into her eyes, making mine as big as possible. The way she liked, to show I was calm. She seemed to relax a little, and I spoke quietly, trying to reassure.

"...I'm just tired. You take care of Mary. I promise, I'm fine."

I gestured at Mary, falling asleep standing on her feet, and she wobbled and jolted awake as Cindy turned around, making us both giggle and run to help her. Supporting our friend, I had eased Cindy's fears and reminded her of her sorority duties enough to win that particular fight.

"Okay..."

Even drunk, with Mary draped over her shoulders, Cindy's single word had a natural authority. It carried weight, and they permission allowed me to untense, release the fear of her volatile reaction.

"...I love you."

I was surprised by those words, but with bubbling joy, not fear. She'd said it unprompted, taken the risk, given me the power to return or deny. Of course, I couldn't deny her that. But it was the principle that made me flush with passion.

I stepped forward again, that time drawing her and Mary into an embrace, giving Cin a long, tender kiss. When I broke away, her eyes stayed closed for an extra second, and I knew she meant it.

"I love you too!"

I was glad that Mary wasn't more conscious, sure she would have been weird about the little beautiful moment. And I resolved to help Cindy change her, no more cowardice.

With one more lingering look, I turned and went my separate direction, battling off a little guilt. Should I have stayed with her? She was my beautiful, otherworldly girlfriend... Who loved me... Thinking about her saying it unprompted made me a little giddy.

It made my reasons for leaving, my dark desires, even more sordid and shameful. And that only made them more darkly appealing and irresistible. Cindy out of sight, any negativity was soon washed away by the flood of dangerous, dirty thoughts that Jaxx inspired.

I couldn't wait to see him.