My Girlfriend Joins the Rugby Team

"Hey baby," she said to me.

"Hi hun, how was practice?"

"Same old, except I'm especially sore this week, my shoulders are killing me. I'm gonna need a pretty good massage today."

I couldn't help but enjoy that, this was my chance to have something she wanted, to keep a little bit of control. "Well, you remember what we talked about, I'm taking a break for awhile."

"Oh I know," she replied rather nonchalantly. "But I still need my massages, for health reasons. I found the perfect solution for both of us though - Jeremy from the team is training to be a masseuse!"

Uh oh. I knew this wasn't good. I tried to think of my response as she stripped down to take a shower. I was suddenly distracted as she pulled her shorts and underwear off and tossed them to the side. She still had on her high black socks as she removed her shirt, followed by her sports bra. I licked my lips staring at her neatly trimmed patch, thinking about how good she smelled head to toe even after a rough practice. Something about her just wearing the socks was getting me even more excited than usual.

*I need to focus*, I told myself. She was clearly better at these types of games than me. My choices were simple - backdown on my no massage policy, leaving me with a clear lack of vindication or control in this relationship, or let her get massaged by some guy from her rugby team. Well, I could tell her I wasn't ok with him massaging her, but all that would do is get her upset that I'm getting jealous...it was just a massage after all. But I also didn't trust this guy with her alone.

"Where is this massage happening?" I asked as she ran her arm under my bathroom shower. I watched as Jess slipped off her socks one at a time, naked as can be, looking up to me to answer.

"He's coming here in about ten minutes."

That snapped me back to reality. "Wait, what?"

"Well I figured you wouldn't mind. I mean I have a roommate and you don't, so it kind of makes sense. Don't you want me to get the treatment I need to stay healthy babe?"

While I wasn't crazy about the idea of her inviting a guy to my room, at least I could be there to keep an eye on it, and at least she didn't have any ulterior motives here. "Yeah, that's fine. I'll just get some work done." She smiled appreciatively before jumping in the shower.

About 10 minutes later, there was a knock at the door while Jess was still in the shower. "Baby, will you let him in?" she yelled from the shower. Begrudgingly I obliged, walking over and opening the door for Jeremy.

Jeremy was about 6'1 with dirty blonde hair, and was wearing sweats and a tank-top, carrying a backpack.

"Hey Ben, what's good?" he asked, walking right past me into the room.

"Just getting some work done, Jess is actually in the shower..."

"No worries, I'll just get set up." He put his bag down on the bed and pulled out a few bottles of various oils, as well as a towel that he laid across the sheet. Suddenly it occurred to me this massage was going to happen on my bed, which I suppose I should've assumed.

I tried to focus on my books at my desk, but a minute later Jess emerged from the bathroom, wearing only her pink towel.

"Hey Jer, thanks so much for doing this, you're such a sweetheart," she said to him as she walked towards the bed.

"The pleasure is all mine," he replied, far too convincingly.

"Should I grab you some clothes babe?" I asked, rather hopefully.

"Don't be silly Ben, Jeremy is a professional, or at least will be soon." Somehow I doubted that. "I'll be fine in my towel. If that's ok with you Jer."

"Yeah, I think that will be fine," he said smugly.

She laid down on her stomach on the bed and pulled the towel out from underneath her. As she wiggled free I could see various glimpse of skin coming into view, and it was clear her towel wasn't her longest as she laid it flat across her back.

Jeremy grabbed the towel from the top of and folded it down to the top of her butt. From my angle I could see the sides of her breasts, which were pressed to the bed, but I at least took comfort knowing my view was a little better than Jeremy's. Of course as soon as I saw him start to lather up his hands my stomach my heart began to race.

As he started rubbing the oil on her back and shoulders, I decided my best bet was to focus on my studying. After about a minute I could hear some soft sounds of satisfaction from Jess as the hands rubbed across her back. I glanced over to see that Jeremy was straddled across her back now. It seemed rather unprofessional, but then again my bed wasn't a typical massage table.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as he rubbed her from the neck down to her lower back. As we worked his way back up his hands drifted a little to the outside, and soon was getting just a small taste of the sides of her breasts. He got back up to the neck, and then started back downwards again, this time even further out. His thumb was still on the back, but the rest of his fingers were completely on the sides. He took his sweet time around the breasts now, and as she rubbed she gave the occasional sigh of enjoyment and relaxation.

After a minute his hands worked their way back to middle of the back and I felt relieved, but only for a moment. As the hands worked downward they started to massage the lower back, and this brought out an even more positive reaction from Jess.

"Ohh, yes, that's been killing me."

Jeremy was happy to have the encouragement. He kept rubbing the area and then subtly started drifting just a little bit lower, touching the top of her cheeks under the towel. He then went just a little bit lower, and now was getting a rather good feel of the top part of her butt.

He then got even more daring, and folded the towel down even further, revealing a few inches of beautifully smooth cheek right in front of his face. I was tempted to say something, but she knew what was happening. Whether she was just trying to make me regret my stance or if she really just didn't mind, my complaining wouldn't get us anywhere.

"The glutes really get worked in rugby, it's important to take good care of them," he said to her, essentially forgetting that I was just six feet away.

"Well you're doing a vey good job of taking care of them for me."

"Would you like me to work the whole muscle?" he asked confidently.

"Oh that'd be great, three days of practice have me as sore as ever."

I couldn't help but turn my whole head to look over at this, but at this point neither one of them was paying attention to me. Jeremy didn't even bother to hide his smile as he folded down the remaining towel, completely revealing Jess' gorgeous ass to him. He then squirted some more oil into his hands, and dug right in without hesitation. He cupped her entire right cheek in his hand, giving it hard squeeze after hard squeeze. He then switched to the left, doing the same. For the next five minutes he continued to rub her butt from top to bottom, then on the sides, then back towards the middle. Her only response was gentle moans as she seemed to be getting blissfully lost in her massage.

I couldn't believe some jock was in my room, lying on my bed, rubbing my girlfriend's naked butt right in front of me! I felt awful and angry, yet somehow still considerably aroused by the situation. I told myself that I needed to be mature about this, she was a complicated girl and this was an adult relationship. I can't go crazy about every massage she's going to get. But if this didn't stop soon...

Finally she spoke up. "My feet are killing me too," she said. Jeremy paused for a second, gave one last squeeze of her butt, and then folded the towel back up over her butt and lower back. I felt incredibly grateful at her request. At least she really was doing this for the massage benefits, to some degree.

I was able to focus a little better on my work as Jeremy began rubbing her feet, since there didn't seem to be any harm. After about 15 minutes I was rather impressed that he was still rubbing them though, that was even more than I would do and I at least had the chance at sex afterwards. I looked up from my book to see what was going on, and it was then that I noticed why he was taking his time. His eyes were locked in straight ahead. When he repositioned the short towel he had raised it enough that now the bottom of her cheeks were just barely exposed, but from his stance he had a great view at her beautiful pussy between her legs.

I had to say something, but what could I say without sounding jealous or caddy? All I could come up with was, "hey babe, the dining hall closes in 30, it'd be great if we could make it in."

Jeremy looked up at me, as if surprised that I was still in the room. Jess didn't both to open her eyes as she responded. "Oh, yeah, sure. We'll start to wrap up here." Jeremy didn't hide his disappointment. "Jer, can you work the legs too before we're done?"

"Sure thing," he replied. He began to work his way up her calves, one of Jess' favorite muscles to be massaged. He didn't linger too long though, and was up to the thighs soon enough. First the lower thighs, then he gradually began moving up further, and further, and further. He bounced from one leg to the other as he climbed higher. After a few minutes, he was rubbing near the bottom of the towel. He rotated to the outside of the thigh, then back toward the inside.

Suddenly I could hear Jess' breathing begin to pick up, her breaths just a little deeper, though she was clearly trying to control it. I looked over and could see what I hadn't noticed before - Jeremy's massive erection bulging against his sweats. As he let go of her left leg to switch to the right, he positioned her leg so that it was pretty much on top of his manhood. He then rubbed the upper inside of her right thigh, getting ever so close to her opening. As he did, it looked a little to me like her left leg was moving ever so slightly, slowly back and forth. Maybe it was my imagination, but I couldn't help but think she was rubbing his cock, perhaps even subconsciously.

Now he began to slowly move his hips back and forth against her leg, and while I couldn't see exactly where his fingers were they were somewhere under the bottom of the towel. I was immensely aroused and incredibly emasculated all at the same time. I checked my watch - saved by the bell.

"Hey guys, it's about dinner time, it's been almost two hours," I said.

Jess slowed her breathing as Jeremy stopped his movements. He coughed and sat backwards on the bed, trying to somewhat disguise the expansion in his pants. "Right," he said. "I'll just pack up and go then." He took another minute, clearly waiting for his excitement to die down.

Jess turned over and sat up, clinging the towel to her breasts as she did. "Jeremy, I can't thank you enough, that was just what I needed. And it allowed Ben to get some work done when he would've been massaging."

"Sure thing Jess," he said. "Same time tomorrow, full body?" he asked hopefully. I looked at Jess, who glanced at me.

"Well, we'll see if Ben is up for the challenge. He gets first dibs after all." She had made her play, and she had won. Of course I was going to massage her tomorrow, anything to prevent such an intimate experience with another guy again.

Jeremy packed his stuff up and headed out. I walked over to Jess and reached my hand out to pull her up to get ready for dinner. Instead, she pulled me down and started kissing me. I knew she was excited from her experience, but I also wasn't about to turn down amazing sex. So what if another guy did the hard work? I was the one who got to reap the benefits.

Before I could reap anything though, Jess pushed my head down to her crotch. "There's one more thing I need massaged babe, and no one can do it like you." I was happy to take the compliment as I started to eat her out. I licked her clit, softly at first, and then began to pick up. I was excited at where this was leading, but when I looked up Jess' eyes were closed, her head turned away, and her was covering her face with her arm. I couldn't help but feel like she was thinking of someone else. Maybe Jeremy's massage, or maybe Rick.

I went to move my head back up but her other hand kept me there. She began to moan, and she pushed my head hard into her cunt. I felt like I was being used, but she smelled so good, tasted so delicious, and looked some damn sexy as she built up to her orgasm.

She began moaning harder and harder. I picked up the speed even more, and suddenly she yelled "OH BABY I'M CUMMING!" Her screams of pleasure carried down the halls for about 20 seconds after.

Her breathing slowed and she gathered herself. "Thanks sweetie, you're the best. Let's go eat." She stood up and started to get dressed, leaving me unattended to.

The incident with Jeremy had me even more on edge than before. I started attending as many rugby practices as I could, just to make sure nothing else too scandalous went down without my knowledge. I had a twinge of jealousy every time Jeremy would tackle Jess or high five her after a play. All I could think about was how this guy had seen my girlfriend's ass, and groped it within his hands. Not to mention his long gander between her legs, or the flash at the bar.

All this pent up jealousy was beginning to get to me, but I didn't think there was anything I could do. She hadn't done anything worse than her casual flirting for a couple weeks, and the occasional sex I got was enough to keep me hooked. Above all else, I didn't want to lose her, which at least helps me justify what happened next.

It was about a month after the massage, and Jess' birthday was coming up. I had recently told Jess that I loved her, and she happily reciprocated. I genuinely believed it too, and saying so was the best way to really leave my mark. Since then, things felt great, but at this point we hadn't had sex in over a week, something I was hoping her birthday would help fix.

You see, on my birthday we had the best sex of my life. I had a particular role playing scenario that I had always wanted to act out, and Jess gave it 100%. It was amazing, and I was hoping for some something special for her big day too. As it turns out, she was thinking the same thing.

"You know how we did that special thing on your birthday?" she asked casually one day. "Well I was thinking we could do something like that for mine. Something adventurous."

"Ok, yeah." I tried to keep my cool. "What were you thinking?"

"Well I was wondering, does the thought of you with me and another girl turn you on?" Even better than I could've hoped.

"Y-yeah. Yes," I replied quickly.

"And that's something you would want to do with me?"

"Absolutely." Was this really going to happen?

"Great, then you wouldn't judge me if I wanted to have a threesome with another guy, right?"

"Wait, what?"

"Well if you're ok with another girl, there's no reason it'd be strange to try it the other way too. And since it's my birthday..."

"You want to have sex with someone else?"

"No! Don't get so jealous on me. I want to share in an erotic situation with you. Wouldn't that turn you on, having someone else get so aroused by you bringing me to an orgasm?"

"Jess, I don't want another guy with us," I said sternly. "With you."

"But you were ok with another girl, what's the difference?" My face told her I didn't agree. "You know I'm right, and if you want me to ever do that with a girl for you, you have to earn it. Plus, it's my birthday, so I get what I want." She walked out of the room and that was the end of the discussion.

When her birthday rolled around, we opted to have a nice dinner together, as opposed to any big party. I took her to a fancy Italian restaurant, and she wore this amazing black dress that ended well above her knees. We took down almost two bottles of wine over the course of the evening, and we were having a great time as I asked for the check.

"So, are you ready for it then?" she asked with a little drunken slur.

"Ready for what?"

"For my special birthday present silly." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. We hadn't spoken about it since that one time, so I figured it was forgotten about. Besides, we never even chose a partner.

"We're doing that tonight?"

"Yep, as promised. Rick's going to be waiting back at your room for us, I gave him my key." Rick. Of course it was going to be Rick. She'd been flirting with him all season long, this was what she really wanted.

My drunken protests were to no avail, and we took a cab back to the dorms. When we got to my room, she stepped in front of me to open the door. Inside was Rick, hanging out and reading a magazine on my bed. "Hey guys, how was dinner?" he asked cooly.

"It was delicious!" Jess exclaimed. "But I'm ready for the dessert." I could tell the alcohol had done it's job, she was already in the mood and ready to go. "Now, you two men are here to take care of me. It's my birthday, and I want to be pleasured how I want it, you understand?"

We both nodded yes, but her eyes spent the majority of the time looking at Rick on the bed. "Now, stand over here and take off your shirts," she said.

Rick stood up and walked over to me. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his large biceps and rock hard abs. He looked at me and said, "come on Benny boy, for the birthday girl." I'm not sure if it was the alcohol, my desire to please Jess, or both, but I took my shirt off as asked.

Jess walked over and ran her hand across my chest, then over to Rick's. She spent considerably more time with her hand on his torso. She'd probably been wanting to touch it this way for months, but she seemed to have her own idea of what constituted cheating, and she was determined not to cross that line. In her eyes, this was her chance to get what she wanted without being unfaithful.

"Now the pants," she said, and we obeyed. I dropped to my boxers, and Rick to his boxer briefs, which had a large bulge already forming beneath them. Jess approached me and softly kissed me on the lips. She knelt down on her knees and pulled off my boxers, revealing my 5 inch hardening cock. She seductively licked and sucked as I became pretty hard, despite my nerves. At least I was still first attended to, I thought, at least I'm still the boyfriend.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me with a smile. Then she turned toward Rick, instinctively licking her lips. She shimmied her way over to him, still on her knees. She reached up and pulled down his boxer briefs, and as she did his large cock came free. It must've been at least 7 and a half inches, but was also a good bit wider than mine. Jess clearly took notice, her eyes locked in on the prize before her.

After a moment of enjoying the view, she began taking as much of it in as she could. She slowly pulled his cock out and in, going a little further each time. She then licked it from the bottom to the top and back again. Rick's pleasure was clear in his face - he had wanted this for ages. He had probably been constantly jerking off to the pictures from the bar that night, getting crazy jealous hearing Jeremy talk about his massage. Now the girl he'd been flirting with all season was sucking his cock while her boyfriend watched on. As awful as I felt, I couldn't help but be turned on by her state of arousal, and all that wine was drowning out my protests.

Rick moved his hands to the back of Jess' head as she continued to suck faster and faster. After about a minute I couldn't help but feel it had gone on long enough. After all I was the boyfriend, I should be getting the star treatment here. I coughed to get their attention, and Jess snapped back to reality. She pulled Rick out of her mouth and looked over at me.

"Don't forget about me over here," I said playfully, trying not to sound as jealous as I was.