College Memories

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College Memories Chapter Four – Threesome!

I sat on the toilet, waiting to see what James would say to Gerald. I didn't have long to wait!

Gerald returned, and said, "James reminded me that you're still in training and that you made an agreement with the guys in the apartment to keep your cock and balls out of sight. He said that you needed to concentrate on how to give pleasure to the men in your life." Gerald looked very unhappy. "It's not right for them to deny you the pleasure of an orgasm, especially when you're giving your ass as the means for them to get off, anytime they want it."

I said, "Gerald, it's okay. James is correct. I did agree to those terms, when I became their bitch." Gerald still didn't look happy. "Why don't you offer to buy into their schedule?"

Gerald looked at me in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"They bought my new clothes and split the cost between them, because they wanted to set up a schedule, where each night I would sleep with a different roommate. You could offer to pay your share, so I could spend a night with you. Last night, I slept with James. Tonight, I'll be with John. It will be Kirk tomorrow, and Kevin, the night after that. I want to sleep with you, Gerald. I want us to become boyfriends, not just fuck buddies."

Gerald looked into my eyes, and said, "I want that, too, but I won't buy my way into your roommates' scheme. I find it repulsive that they are using you like they are."

I protested, "They aren't using me, Gerald. I like being gang fucked. You participated in fucking me at the gym, along with your teammates. No one forced me to service the entire wrestling team, today. I wanted to do it."

Gerald smiled, and said, "I understand that you like being fucked. It's just that they should let you get off, too. It isn't fair for all of us to fuck you, and enjoy every minute of it, while you aren't allowed to experience the pleasure that comes with being fucked."

I said, "Gerald, you worry too much."

Gerald kissed me, and said, "Okay, I'll stop worrying about you, then."

I said, "Help me tape down my cock and balls."

A few minutes later, I walked out of the bathroom, and into our bedroom. Gerald followed me. "I'm going back to my apartment to do some studying. I'll see you tomorrow, Carla." He kissed me, and left the room.

John was sprawled out on the bed, his cock at full mast. He crooked his finger, signaling that I should join him, on his bed. He gave me a lecherous grin, as I straddled his hard body. I lowered myself onto his steel pole, as I ran my hands over his chest.

I leaned down to kiss him, and said, "I love your body, John."

He said, "And, I love yours, bitch."

It wasn't long before he filled my cunt with his babies! He wrapped his arms around my waist, and held me tight. His cock slipped out of me, and I stretched out on top of him, molding my body to his.

John said, "You're a quick learner, bitch. I'm going to enjoy fucking your cunt, tonight."

I kissed him, and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

John grinned. "It's time for you to cook dinner." As I rolled off of him, he slapped me on the ass, "Just don't forget you're my bitch for tonight!"

James walked into our room, and said, "Don't forget to wear your butt plug. We don't need you leaking all over."

I walked over to his gym bag, and retrieved my box of sex toys. James said, "I think you left it in the bathroom, bitch. I pulled it out of your ass, when we got our shower."

I opened the top drawer of our dresser and placed the box inside, closing it and turning to face James. I walked over to him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I love you, James." I kissed him deeply.

I released him, and he looked over at John. "Just remember, Carla loves me!"

John grinned, and said, "That's only because she hasn't slept with me yet. I'm sure I can convince her that I'm the better man!"

James laughed. "We shall see."

I left our bedroom and went into the bathroom. I found my butt plug sitting on the floor of the shower, where James had put it after he pulled it out, so he could fuck me. I picked it up and washed it thoroughly with soap and water. I dried it off, and returned to our room. I went over to James, where he was stretched out on his bed.

"Will you help me?"

He looked up at me, and smiled. "Certainly, bitch." He sat up, and reached for the lube. He squirted some onto the butt plug, spreading it out over its surface. I turned around, and he easily pushed it in. "There. You can get dressed, now."

I turned around, leaned over, and kissed him. "Thanks, James."

I walked over, and pulled out some clean clothes. This time a hot pink pair of shorts, and a matching halter top. The guys whistled approvingly. I grinned and left the room. I went into the kitchen, and stood looking into the fridge to see what there was for dinner.

Kevin walked up behind me, and slipped his arms around my waist. He nuzzled the hair, and bit my earlobe. "I'll help you with dinner, Carla."

I leaned back into him, enjoying the feel of his fully erect cock pushing against me. "Thank you," I said. "I don't know what to cook for supper."

He said, "I think I know what I want, but everyone else would go hungry."

I giggled, and asked, "And, what might that be?"

Kevin's hands caressed my body, as he kissed the back of my neck. "I think you already know the answer to that question."

I asked, "Is there something we could throw in the oven, then we could go have fun in your room?"

Kevin released me, and opened the freezer compartment. He pulled out a frozen party-sized lasagna. "Here, read the directions on the back."

I took the frozen entrée from his hands, and flipped it over to read the instructions. I turned on the oven to the desired temperature, and pulled the lasagna from the package. I tented the aluminum cover, as directed, and popped it into the oven. I set the timer, and turned to Kevin, with a smile.

"I'm ready, if you are," I said.

Kevin grinned, taking me by the hand and leading me into his bedroom. He locked the door behind us, and said, "Strip!"

I didn't have to be asked twice! I was out of my clothes in a flash. Kevin pointed to his bed, and said, "On your back, with your legs spread."

I did as he requested, pulling out my butt plug. Kevin said, "Put your sex toy in here." He handed me a plastic storage bag. I put it inside and zipped it closed, placing it on the floor beside the bed.

Kevin smiled, and asked, "Are you ready?"

I looked up at him, and nodded my head. He did a slow strip tease for me that really turned me on. I loved how he showed off his muscles, as he took off each piece of clothing, until he stood before me with his huge cock staring me in the face!

He moved between my legs, and I raised them, pulling them back with my hands. He grinned at me, and said, "I love how your cunt lips look just like a woman's, now."

I knew my back door was swollen from being fucked by so many guys over the last few hours. I loved being fucked by them, but a couple of them had fucked me pretty hard, leaving no doubt in my mind, or theirs, that I was simply a fuck toy for them.

Kevin lined up his already leaking cock with my waiting cunt, and shoved it in, with one long, hard push. I loved the feeling of fullness it gave me. I reached down to pull on his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. Kevin moaned with pleasure, as he began pumping in and out of me. I curled my legs around him, locking my ankles behind his back. Kevin captured my lips, and his tongue entered my mouth, as he began tongue fucking me, while he made me his!

Kevin lay beside me, in a state of bliss, as I ran my hands lightly over his six pack abs. I leaned over, and kissed him. "Thank you, Kevin."

Kevin met my eyes, and said, "No, Carla, I should be thanking you. That was so awesome! You should be pregnant by now, with all of the cum we've pumped into your body over the last two days."

I smiled, and said, "I love the feeling of all that cum inside me."

Kevin laughed, and said, "You have become such a slut, Carla. I don't know of many women who could service as many guys as you have in the past 48 hours."

I grinned, and said, "I want to be fucked by the entire basketball team, now."

Kevin looked at me in surprise. "Do you mean to say that being fucked by the entire wrestling team isn't enough?"

I nodded my head. "They're great guys, but I want more."

As the words left my mouth, I realized I really did want to be fucked by as many guys as possible. Up until two days ago, I had been very sexually repressed. I knew I was pushing the limits of my body to handle being fucked by so many men, but I wanted it, more than anything else in the world, just now.

Kevin grinned. "I think that can be arranged."

There was a knock on the door, and Kirk said, "Hey, are you guys finished in there?"

Kevin shouted, "Yes, we're done!"

Kevin got up, and walked over to the door, opening it. Kirk walked in, and grinned, when he saw me. "Kevin, thank you for getting her warmed up for me!"

Kevin high fived Kirk, and said, "No problem, bro.!"

Kirk asked, "Can we use your bed, so we don't have to wash both sets of sheets? I'll lend you my extra set, when were done."

Kevin said, "That's okay by me." He pulled on his basketball shorts, going commando. Kevin saw me looking at him, and grinned. "I've decided to go commando from now on, so I can fuck you at a moment's notice. I don't want my underwear to get in the way."

Kirk laughed. "You had better be careful, then, Kevin. You won't be able to hide your boner, when you see Carla, or Joni."

Kevin smiled, and said, "Since Joni hasn't been over here in a few day, I guess it won't hurt to let Carla know she's really turning me on."

As he walked toward the door, Kirk said, "Lock the door, please."

Kevin looked at me, and I nodded my head. "Go ahead, Kevin. It's okay."

Kirk grinned at me, and asked, "So, you trust me now, do you?"

I nodded my head, and said, "I'm going to be spending all night with you tomorrow, so I figured I needed to get over my fear of you."

Kirk grinned at me, as he stripped and took his place between my legs. He pushed my legs up, until I was bent over double, with my cunt quivering in anticipation, ready for his cock.

"Well, Carla, you seem to be adjusting well to your new role in life," Kirk said.

I smiled up at him, as he rammed his cock into me. I was loosened up enough that it didn't hurt this time. Noting my smile, Kirk said, "I see that you're starting to enjoy being fucked by my big cock."

I nodded my head. "Yes, I love your dick, Kirk. I want to be fucked by the entire basketball team."

Kirk gave me a lecherous grin. "I've already made plans for you, bitch. I talked to a couple of my teammates, today, about you. They suggested that we stay overnight at their house, tomorrow. I hope you're ready to meet the biggest cocks in town, because Kevin and I are small compared to some of our teammates."

I reached up and pulled Kirk's head down, until our lips met. "Yes, I want to meet your teammates. But, right now, I want you to fuck me real hard, Kirk."

Kirk's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "You're being serious, right?"

"Yes, I want to feel you cock pound my pussy," I said, seriously, meeting his gaze.

A look of pure lust crossed his face. "Your wish is my command, Carla."

Later, Kirk and I lay with our limbs intertwined. Kirk looked into my eyes, and asked, "Would you be okay with some bondage sex play, tomorrow night?"

I was a little nervous about it, but I asked, "What would you do to me?"

Kirk grinned, and said, "I would tie you an exercise bench or to a bed, so you couldn't move while the entire basketball team fucks both of your cunts."

I looked at him, and asked, "Would that be all you would do?"

Kirk said, "Yes, that would be all...this time."

"If you promise me that you wouldn't do anything else to me, I'd be willing to let you do it," I said, looking him in the eyes.

Kirk said, "I won't promise that will be all we do. But, I do promise that you will be well fucked by the time we're finished with you."

I grinned, and kissed him. "I want that."

Kirk said, "I'm only too happy to help you out, Carla."

There was a knock on the door. "Guys, dinner is ready," Kevin shouted through the door.

Kirk stood up, and turned help me out of bed, pulling me into his arms. Kirk pulled on his basketball shorts. I started to pull on my clothes, but he stopped me. "Don't bother, bitch. John will be taking you to his bed, immediately after we eat. We agreed that our night with you will begin right after dinner."

I said, "Okay."

The thought of spending the entire evening with John got my blood pumping, as I remembered how James had made love to me last night. James had made me feel special. I enjoyed being gang fucked by the wrestling team, but James had shown me the difference between just having sex and being made love to by someone who really wants me. There was a strong connection between us, now, that hadn't existed before we spent the night together. I hoped that my night with John would be just as special.

Kirk noticed the look on my face, and said, with a note of scorn in his voice, "Now, don't get all dreamy-eyed, Carla. It's not like it's your wedding night with your husband. You're a good fuck, I admit; but I wouldn't be making wedding plans, if I were you, bitch. Just remember, tomorrow night will be one you'll never forget, and it won't be a romantic evening with me making passionate love to you."

Meeting his gaze, I swallowed hard, remembering I had consented to being restrained, while he and his teammates made use of my cunt.

Kirk opened the bedroom door, and squeezed my ass as I pass him. We joined my new roommates at the kitchen table. John grinned at me, and asked, "Are you ready for tonight?"

I walked around the table to sit next to him. "Yes, I'm ready," I said, shaking off the dark clouds that had come over me at Kirk's reminder of his plans for me tomorrow night. I was determined to make John's night the best night ever!

John laid his hand on my leg, caressing my inner thigh. He leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "You taste good."

I smiled, and said, "You taste good, too."

Kevin said, "Let's say grace."

I reached over to take James' hand, while I covered John's hand with my own. After eating our dinner, John took my hand, and said, "Let's go downstairs. I want you all to myself, tonight."

We walked into our bedroom. I grabbed my clothes, quickly pulling them on. I picked up James' gym bag, and placed a change of clothes, my toiletries, and my sex toys inside, zipping it up.

John came up behind me, slipping his arms around my waist, kissing the back of my neck. "Let's go."

He led me downstairs to my studio apartment. I handed the key to him, and he opened it, holding the door for me to enter. He returned the key to me, but I handed it back.

"I want you to keep the key," I said.

John looked at me, grinning. "Does this mean you're giving me the key to your heart?"

I put my arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. I clung to him, molding my body to his. I felt his cock harden and press against me through the fabric of his shorts.

I broke the kiss, and asked, "Does that answer your question?"

John looked searchingly into my eyes. "Do you really want me to be your boyfriend?"

I nodded my head. "Yes. I want to have a stable relationship with someone who loves me for me, not just for the sex."

"So, are you saying you don't like being gang fucked?" John asked, seriously.

I quickly said, "No, I'm not saying that at all. I really like being gang fucked by as many guys who are willing to fuck me. I've always dreamed of being fucked in the locker room by all the athletes at our school. You and James helped me make that dream come true today."

John looked puzzled, and asked, "Then, why do you want to have a boyfriend?"

He released me and walked over to sit on my sofa. I sat down next to him. "Because I don't think I could keep up with the gang bangs over time. I'm pretty sore, right now, and it's only the first time I've been fucked by so many guys in one day."

"But, I thought you wanted to be fucked by as many guys as possible," John said.

"I do," I responded.

John shook his head. "I don't think I can be the kind of boyfriend you're looking for, Carla. I like fucking you, but I'm not ready to be your boyfriend. Besides, I believe you've already committed yourself to James."

He looked at me, and I couldn't meet his eyes. He put his hand under my chin, lifting it until I had to look at him. "I'm right, aren't I?"

"Yes, I did tell James that I loved him," I admitted.

John said, "Well, I think you've already made your decision. I think you already know that James wants you; but, at the same time, he wants you to get used to servicing men, all men. We've talked about how to make sure the changes you've made in your life the last two days become permanent. We both agreed that we don't want you to take it into your head that you get to use your dick to fuck another man, much less a woman. You're our bitch, and you need to start thinking and acting like one."

He paused before continuing, "Gerald wants you to be a gay man, which means you get to fuck a guy. Gerald even asked if he could be your boyfriend, but James told Gerald, in no uncertain terms, that you're not gay. You're a bitch...period. So, we told him that he could fuck you, anytime, but you wouldn't be allowed to return the favor." Here, John stopped, and laughed. "We offered to let him fuck you, while we fucked him, if he felt the need to be fucked."

"What did he say to that?" I asked, wondering if Gerald had accepted the offer, but hadn't told him.

John leaned back and put his arms behind his head, with a big grin on his face. "What do you think he said?"

"I don't know," I said. "He didn't say anything to me about what you guys talked about, except that James insisted my dick and balls had to be hidden from sight. So, he helped tape me down."

"Well, he accepted our terms, so tomorrow, while he fucks you, James and I will be there to increase his sexual pleasure," John said, grinning broadly.

I remembered the look on Kirk's face, and asked, "Does Kirk know that Gerald is gay?"

John gave me a look of surprise. "I believe so, why?"

"I saw how Kirk looked at Gerald and wondered if they already knew each other," I said.

James said, "You'll have to ask Kirk. I think everyone on the wrestling team knows he's gay. I know Gerald used to have a boyfriend on the basketball team," John said. "I think his name was Jeremy. They broke up a few weeks ago. Gerald said they had a big fight, and that they weren't speaking to each other."

"Did he say what happened?" I asked.

"No, he didn't," John said. "Enough about Gerald. I think it's time we became better acquainted."

He pulled me into his arms, and kissed me deeply. It wasn't long before he had proven to me that he was, indeed, a man and that I was his bitch!

We lay with our limbs intertwined. John looked into my eyes, and said, "You're a good fuck, Carla."

"I love how you fuck me," I said. "You know how to give me so much pleasure." I kissed him.

John grinned, and said, "Well, I've had a little bit of practice. My dad is in the Navy, so we moved around a lot, but we always lived on or near the Navy base, where dad worked. There were always plenty of willing women near the bases, and dad introduced me to them when I turned 18. He wanted me to feel free to use their services, instead of risking getting some girl pregnant."

I looked at John in surprise. "I can't believe that your dad did that. My father was barely able to talk to me about the human reproductive process, let alone introduce me to a prostitute!"

John laughed, "My dad is very practical. When he gave me the TALK he told me to abstain from sex with anyone, until I was 18, and promised to take me to visit a whore house, if I didn't mess around with anyone."

I asked, "So, did you do it?"

"Yes, because I didn't dare mess up. Dad threatened cut my balls off if I got a girl pregnant," he said. "He was even harder on my sisters."

"How many sisters do you have?" I asked.

"Two, both older than me," John said.

There was a knock on my door. John looked at me, and I looked back at him. "Should I answer that?" I asked.

John said, "Maybe, but we're not exactly ready to entertain."

I grinned. "Well, that depends on who it is."

John returned my grin. "True, but I think we shouldn't answer it."

Whoever it was pounded on the door, again. This time they tried to open the door. Luckily, I had locked it. John said, "I guess we'd better answer it."

I shouted, "Who is it?"

"It's Eric!"

"Just a minute," I shouted. I looked at John, and said, "It's my little brother."

We quickly pulled on our clothes, and put away the blanket we had spread out on the floor. I walked over to the door and opened it.

Eric stood there, looking at me curiously. "Why are you dressed like that? Have you decided you're a girl, or something?"

I blushed with embarrassment, and didn't answer, looking away from him. "Well, can I come in?"

I nodded my head, and he pushed past me. I closed the door. "John, this is my brother, Eric."

Eric is 6'3" (191 cm.). He has dark black hair, deep blue eyes under bushy black eyebrows. He has a large angular nose, a square chin and a lopsided grin. He stuck out his hand, and said, "Nice to meet you, John."

John looked my brother over, and said, "You're not anything like your brother."

"No, we're not alike. I take after our dad's side of the family, and Carl favors Mom's," Eric said.

I said, "Eric has always been the better athlete. He's on our high school basketball team."

John said, "That's great!"

"I'm a senior this year, and I hope to get a basketball scholarship," Eric said.

Eric walked over and sat down on the sofa, stretching out his long legs. "Stephanie said she hadn't seen you for a while, so dad sent me to check on you," Eric said.

"Why is he checking on me?" I asked, sitting on the floor. John joined me, putting his arm around my shoulders.

Eric looked at us, and said, "Dad heard that you quit your jobs, and wanted to know what was going on."

"I'm moving upstairs to live with John and his roommates," I said.

Eric's eyebrows shot up, at that statement. "But, aren't you going to have to pay part of the rent?"

John grinned. "No, because Carla is going to pay us in other ways."

Eric stared hard at me, for a few moments, then asked, "Carla? Since when did you start going by Carla?"

"A couple of days ago," I responded. "When I finally figured out I liked having sex with guys."

Eric gave me a look of horror. "Do you mean you were perving on me the entire time we shared a room?"

"No, Eric. It's not like that," I said, upset that he assumed he was the object of my sexual fantasies. "I'm not a pervert. That's really sick!" I let the anger I felt show in my voice.

"So, how do you know you like being with guys?" he asked, his expression softening and his tone of voice a little calmer. "I heard you jerking off in our room, but I thought you were fantasizing about girls, just like I do when I jerk off."

John answered, before I could respond, "He likes to be fucked by me and my roommates. We agreed to let him move in with us, in exchange for cooking and cleaning our apartment, in addition to letting us fuck him whenever we feel the urge to have sex."

"Is this true?" Eric asked, incredulously.

I couldn't meet my brother's eyes, but managed to say, "Yes."

There was a long silence. I finally looked up to find him staring at me. "I guess I've always known you weren't into girls, but I never thought you were a homo."

John said, "She's not a homosexual, Eric. She doesn't have a dick and balls, anymore. She has a fine cunt, and she likes being fucked by guys. Carla is our bitch." He leaned over and kissed me. "Aren't you, Carla?"

I nodded my head, and said, "I've never fucked anyone in my life, Eric."

Eric had a look of confusion on his face. "What happened to your cock and balls? Did these guys turn you into a eunuch?"

"No, she still has her male reproductive organs, for the moment. They're taped down, to keep her from playing with herself. She is not allowed to get off, until she has learned how to be our bitch," John said.

Eric said, "So, are you going to get a sex change?" He looked sick at the thought.

I looked at John, and said, "I don't know. I'm still getting used to the idea that men find me attractive. I love having sex with guys."

Eric said, "Are you going to tell our parents?"

I shuddered at the thought. "No, at least, not yet. Dad will just freak out."

"Mom will too," Eric said, emphatically.

"Well, you can't hide forever, bitch; because we don't intend to let you stay home all day long," John said. "I rather like showing you off."

I put a hand on John's inner thigh. "I like being out with you, John."

Eric was becoming uncomfortable, as he watched me caress John's leg. "I'd better get back. Dad will wonder what happened to me."

Eric stood up, and we got to our feet, with John putting his arm possessively around my waist. Eric looked at us, and said, "I don't agree with what you're doing. I don't think you'll be happy."

"I know you don't think it's right for me to be with a guy, but it's what I want," I said.

Eric didn't smile. "Seriously, Carl, you know what our religion teaches about what you're doing."

I nodded my head. "I do, but I can't pretend that I don't like being with guys. I like being fucked by them, and I want to be with them."

Eric said, "You know that I'm going to have to tell Dad what you're doing." He opened the door, and left the apartment.

John said, "That was a real downer."

I nodded my head in agreement. "Yeah, I wasn't expecting him to knock on my door, but I should have known my dad would send someone to check on me. He is very controlling and hasn't given up hope that he can force me to do what he wants."

"What about Eric?" John asked. "Does he do what your parents want him to do?"

I said, "Yes, he is completely under their thumb. He does everything he's told, and he never gets into any trouble. I was always the one dad yelled at for not obeying his every word. I hate my dad. I won't be surprised if he tries to kidnap me and send me to one of those ex-gay camps to de-program me. Our church believes in praying away the gay, and if that doesn't work, shock therapy and other unpleasant things are done to try to cure men of their homosexuality."

John said, "Well, you don't have to worry about being kidnapped from us, because you're our bitch and we take care of our own." He paused, thinking for a few minutes. Then, he said, "We need a change of scenery. Let's go rent a hotel room for the night. I want to show you what it's like to be fucked all night long!"

My heart skipped a beat, seeing his lecherous grin. "Okay, let me grab my stuff."

We left my studio apartment, and climbed into John's car. He drove us downtown, where he rented a room. We walked into the room, letting the door swing shut on its own. John locked it and turned back to me.

"Strip, bitch. You have work to do," John said, sternly. I quickly complied, grinning as I watched him disrobe in front of me. His cock was at full mast, and I could see he was leaking pre-cum. John gave me a lecherous grin, as he pushed me down on the bed. He moved into position between my legs.

I looked hungrily into his eyes, as he pushed into me. "Please fuck me hard. I want to know I've been fucked when you're done."

John leaned down, capturing my lips as he began to stroke in and out of me. We got very little sleep, as John made good on his promise to show me what a real man does to pleasure his bitch!

We awoke the next morning to John's cell phone. He growled, like a big bear, as he rolled over to pick it up off of the nightstand. He answered it, "Hello."

"Where are you guys?" James asked.

"We're at a hotel," John said, grumpily.

James exclaimed, "Great! So, what are the rest of us going to do, while you fuck Carla's brains out this morning?"

John was fully awake now, and he grinned. "You can do what you did before Carla became our bitch."

James responded, heatedly, "You selfish bastard!"

"Cool your jets, James," John responded. "We'll be home shortly."

James, only slightly mollified, said, "Okay."

John laughed. "I promise to bring your sex slave back to you, safe and sound."

James said, gruffly, "She had better remember who her master is."

"Don't get all upset with me for taking your bitch to a hotel for the night. I'm sure she hasn't forgotten you're her master," John said. "But, I've shown her how a real man makes love to his bitch."

James, relieved, laughed, said, "I'm glad she's had a great night, then."

John responded, "She has, at that, but I'm totally wore out, dude!"

"How many times did you fuck her cunt last night?" James asked, curious to know just how much he had been outdone by his roommate.

John looked over at me, and asked, "How may time did I fuck you last night?"

He caught me mid-yawn. I looked into his eyes, and placed my hand on his bare chest. "I don't know. Your dick never left my cunt, after the first time you fucked me. It seemed you never went soft. All I know is you filled me with your cum."

John said, into the phone, "Carla says I never got soft, so she doesn't know how many times I bred her; but I'm sure I got her pregnant last night."

James said, "Good. I want to make sure her cunt is filled to overflowing with cum. My dad said the best bitches need to be taught to service every man they meet. I'm taking Carla down to the farm to meet dad this weekend."

"You mean you're going to give Carla some slave training," John said, smiling.

"Yes," James said. "Dad is worried I'm not training her properly."

John said, "He's right, because you've become attached to her, and have been treating her more like a girlfriend."

James acknowledged the truth of his friend's observation. "That's because I want Carla to learn to love me."

John looked over at me, and asked, "Do you love James?"

I thought about it for a moment, then said, "I want to love James, because he has helped me realize my dreams."

"Well, my friend, you're not quite there yet," John said. "But, she did confess that she wants to have a permanent relationship."

"She told you that?" James asked, suspiciously.

"She did," John said. "We talked about many things last night."

James said, "I don't want to know any more. Just bring her back to me very soon."

John laughed. "Do I detect a little bit of jealousy?"

James said, "That's not funny."

He ended the call. John turned to me, and said, "You need to reassure James that he is your one and only love. He is starting to get jealous. I'm not sure how much longer he's going to let you rotate sleeping with us."

"How can he be jealous? He's the one who proposed getting every guy he knows to fuck me," I said.

John said, "I don't know." He kissed me. "Are you ready to get a shower?"

"As long as you fuck me like you did last night," I said, grinning.

John moaned, "I don't know if I can. My dick is pretty sore from fucking you all night."

I moved between his legs, taking him in my mouth. It wasn't long before he was leaking pre-cum. He pulled me off of his sensitive dick. "Let's get in the shower."

I got up and turned to help him up. We went into the en suite, where John turned on the shower, pulling me under the warm cascade. He bent me over, as he rammed his steel pole into my hungry cunt. I moaned with pleasure, as he pounded in and out of me. It was a hard, rough ride that brought him quickly. It was a good thing I was braced against the wall, because John collapsed on top of me.

John exclaimed, in amazement, "Wow! That was super intense!"

"I'm glad to be of service," I said, turning my head to meet his lips.

He pushed against me to bring himself upright. He turned me around, and gave me a passionate kiss. "I could get used to this."

I met his gaze, and said, "So, could I."

We washed each other, enjoying the feel of bare skin under our hands. We dried each other off, and got dressed. We checked out, and John drove us back to our apartment.

We walked in, and we were met by three very horny guys. James said, "We've been waiting for you, Carla."

John laughed, giving me a gentle push toward James. "Go take care of the guys."

James took my hand, leading me into our bedroom, where he quickly stripped me out of my clothes, taking possession of me. As he fucked me, he said, "You need to remember whose bitch you are."

I looked into his eyes, seeing the flames of his jealousy in them. His anger communicated itself to me as rammed his cock roughly in and out of me, hitting my prostate. He held my ankles firmly in place behind my head, bending me double and burying his cock deep inside me with every stroke. He let his full weight fall on me, as he captured my lips, shoving his tongue between them. I opened my mouth, letting him in. His message came across loud and clear – I belonged to him, and I knew it. His fiery passion soon found release, and he collapsed on top of me.

He whispered in my ear, "Carla, you must never, ever, forget that you're mine."

Though whispered, his words made it very clear he was my master. I said, "I haven't forgotten, James."

He lifted himself up on his elbows, and looked into my eyes. "Then, make sure you let me know where you're going, next time. I don't like it, when you disappear on me."

His possessiveness warmed my heart. I thought to myself, "Maybe there is a chance James will fall in love with me."

As if reading my thoughts, James said, "Don't start getting stars in your eyes, bitch. This isn't some romance novel, where the beautiful girl meets a tall handsome stranger and they fall madly in love."

He kissed me, and rolled off of me. "I've got to run to class. Please be ready to go, when we get back. Our teammates are expecting a repeat performance."

I smiled at him. "I'll be ready."

He said, "Good. Let's get cleaned up." He got up, then pulled me to my feet. He led me to the bathroom, and started the shower. He handed me the soap, and I began washing his beautiful body, paying close attention to his privates. I turned him around to rinse off the soap, before I fell to my knees to worship his manhood. I swallowed it to the root and was rewarded with moan of pleasure. I kept at it, and received a tasty treat for my trouble!

He pulled me to my feet, and kissed me. "For that, you've more than made up for not calling me, when you left without telling me where you were going."

We got out of the shower, and we toweled each other dry. He said, "Kevin will be right in." He left me, and Kevin appeared in the doorway.

He was stark naked, and his dick was already at full mast. He grinned, and said, "Are you ready?"

I nodded my head, and smiled at him. I turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature. I pulled him into the shower with me, and got down to business! When we were finished, Kevin said, "Kirk said to tell you he will be back for you at dinnertime."

"So, he's not here?" I asked, in surprise.

Kevin said, "No, he left while you were in the shower with James. He went over to set things up for your evening with him."

"Where are we going?" I asked, a little nervously.

"You're going to spend the night with the basketball team. Some of our teammates live in a house near campus, and have volunteered their place for a night of entertainment."

"Are you going to be there?" I asked, a thrill of anticipation running down my spine.

"Yes, I'll be there as will the entire team. I promise you'll have a great time, Carla. Kirk and I have been talking to our teammates about you. Believe me when I say they're very excited to get to know you," he said, grinning broadly.

"Does James know?" I asked, remembering how upset James had been when he found me missing.

Kevin said, "Yes, he does. Kirk told him everything we have planned, and he actually suggested a few additional activities to make our evening even more enjoyable." He pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. "I'll see you later, Carla."

He quickly dressed, and left the apartment for his classes. James and John had already left, leaving me alone in the apartment. I returned to our bedroom, and threw myself James' bed. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, wondering what Kirk was doing. It wasn't long before James returned to take me over to the school, where his teammates were waiting impatiently.

Gerald claimed me first. He took me to the same family restroom. James and John followed, us in. Gerald looked at them, in surprise. As they began stripping out of their clothes, he remembered that he had agreed to let them fuck him, while he fucked me.

He grinned, looking admiringly at their fully erect cocks, and said, "I'm ready if you are."

James said, "Carla, spread your legs for the man. He's in desperate need."

I obediently did as I was told. Gerald pushed his leaking cock into my quivering hole. As soon as he was balls deep, he leaned down to kiss me.

James pushed Gerald's legs apart, exposing his perfectly hairless taint. John handed him the lube, which he squirted onto Gerald's man pussy. He pushed some inside him, causing Gerald to moan into my mouth as he continued to battle my tongue. James lubed up his cock, and lined it up with Gerald's trembling cunt. He pushed hard against his back door, causing Gerald hold me tight as James gained entry.

Gerald glanced back over his shoulder. "Please go slow. I haven't been fucked in a while."

James grinned at his teammate. "Sorry, Gerald, I don't do things slow." He continued to push steadily into Gerald, until the entire length of his cock disappeared inside Gerald. Gerald's cock seemed to grow, as James claimed him for his bitch. Gerald's unfocused eyes told me he was in a different world than the rest of us.

I put my hand to his face, and said, "Gerald, fuck me please."

His eyes focused on me, and he grinned. "I'm ready now." He began ramming into me, impaling himself on James' cock every time he pulled out of me. We soon had a steady rhythm going. I watched Gerald's expression change from one of pure lust to one of pure bliss as he climaxed, filling me with his seed. I heard and felt James cum in Gerald's ass. He collapsed on top of Gerald, adding his weight to the dog pile I was under!

I looked over at John, and saw that he was filming the entire sex scene. He put his finger to his lips, to keep me from commenting. I nodded my head. I ran my hands through Gerald's hair.

"Are you ready to fuck me again?' I asked.

Gerald lifted his head to meet my eyes. "Yes, I am. I know that John wants to fuck me, as well."

James gave a contented sigh, and pushed himself up. His cock slipped out of Gerald's pussy. He grinned at his roommate, and said, "It's your turn."

John handed James the camera, and took James' place, suddenly ramming his cock into Gerald. I felt Gerald's cock stiffen inside me, in response to John's entry into his love canal!

Gerald grinned at me, and said, "I hope you're ready for round 2."

I nodded my head, and kissed him. Again, Gerald pummeled my ass, while his own was being pounded. With all of the sexual stimulation, Gerald didn't last long, filling me with his baby batter for a second time!

John painted Gerald's insides with his cum, and collapsed onto Gerald's back. He whispered into Gerald's ear, "You're our bitch, now, Gerald. You and Carla will be sisters from now on."

Gerald met my gaze, and said, "I think I like being your sister, Carla." He kissed me.

John said, "I look forward to fucking you every day, bitch." As he lifted himself off of Gerald, his cock slid out of his ass with an audible pop. "Man, you've got a tight cunt!"

Gerald looked over his shoulder, meeting John's gaze. "I'm glad you liked it." He pushed himself up, and joined his teammates, who were pulling on their clothes.

James said, "We need to get to practice. We'll send in your next customer."

The three of them left me, waiting eagerly to repeat my experience with the wrestling team!

After dinner, Kirk took me by the hand and led me out of the apartment. I looked at him, and asked, "I thought Kevin was coming with us."

"He's coming over later. We have to get you prepared for your evening, first," Kyle said, giving me an evil grin. Seeing my worried look, he said, "I promise you won't be permanently damaged."

His statement didn't do anything to reassure me. The way he said it actually increased my apprehension. "What do you mean by that?"

"You'll see," Kirk said, grinning.

He drove past the college campus, and up into the foothills above the university. He stopped at a gate to a long driveway that led to a huge mansion. The gate opened, and he drove down the lane, parking the car behind a black Ford Explorer that was sitting in front of one of the four garage doors. He got out, and signaled me to follow him. We climbed the front stairs to the door, which opened as we approached it.

Standing in the doorway was a tall, blond Norse god. Kirk introduced me, "Jordy, this is Carla."

Jordy said, "I'm glad you came, Carla." He grinned, as I looked him over. He was 6'9" (206 cm.), with deep blue eyes, an aquiline nose, a huge smile with perfectly white teeth. He had legs the size of tree trunks. He had long arms and huge hands. He was shirtless, showing a carpet of blond hair on his chest. His basketball shorts hung low on his hips, showing a little of his pubes. There was a huge tent in his shorts.

I looked up from his crotch to meet his eyes. "I hope you're looking forward to tonight as much as I am."

I grinned, and said, "I can't wait."

His smile widened, and he said, "Neither can I. Kirk has promised to let me be the first to fuck you, tonight."

Kirk put his hand on the small of my back, propelling me forward. "Go with Jordy, bitch. I've still got a few things I want to do, before the rest of the guys get here."

Jordy put his arm around my shoulders, and escorted me inside. I looked around the house, amazed at the décor. Seeing my expression, Jordy said, "This is my parents' house. They moved to New York a year ago, and left me here to finish school. They agreed to let a couple of my teammates live here, as well. My Dad is a heart surgeon, and my mother is a neurologist."

He led me up a long, winding staircase, down a long hallway, and into a bedroom with a huge four poster bed. He closed the door, and dropped his shorts, revealing his magnificent male appendage.

He said, "Time for you to perform your services."

I stripped off my clothes, and fell to my knees in front of him. I could smell the scent of Old Spice body wash on his skin, as I took him into my mouth. He placed his hands on the back of head, thrusting his cock down my throat, until his heavy balls bounced on my chin. He held me there with one hand, and put his other hand on my throat. "You're a good cocksucker, Carla. There aren't many girls who can swallow my entire cock."

I waited patiently for him to let me breathe, but a few moments later, when he didn't withdraw his enormous cock from my throat, I reached up and pushed against his legs. He grunted, and pulled out enough to let me catch breath, but only just. He immediately began fucking my face. I felt him growing inside my mouth, and I readied myself to start swallowing his load. It was a good thing I did, because his cum came fast and furious. It was like I had a fire hose rammed down my throat. Even as fast as I was swallowing his nectar, I still ended up with some of his baby batter shooting out of my nose.

His orgasm was so powerful, he grabbed my shoulders to keep from falling over. "Wow!" he exclaimed, after he managed to get his breath back. "I've never come that hard before."

He raised me to my feet, and laughed, when he saw his cum running down my face. He said, "Let's get you cleaned up." He led me to the en suite. He grabbed a washcloth and got it wet. He wiped my face, then kissed me, deeply.

To my amazement, I felt his steel pole pushing against me. He released me, and I asked, "Do you always recover so quickly after you fuck someone?"

"Only when I'm really horny. I've been waiting all day to fuck you. Kirk told us you were a great fuck, and he was right!" He led me back into his bedroom, pushing me down on the bed. He said, "Turn over on your stomach."

I obeyed him, and he placed a couple of pillows under my hips. Next he pulled my legs apart, and secured them to the bedposts with nylon cords. I turned and looked back over my shoulder at him.

Meeting my gaze, he grinned at me, and said, "I don't want you going anywhere, while I fuck your brains out." Then, he moved into position behind me. He grabbed my arms, pulling them behind my back. He wrapped a rope around my wrists. Too late, I started to panic. Jordy leaned against me, letting me feel the weight of his body. "Stop struggling, bitch. You came here, knowing that Kirk had plans for you. This is just the beginning; so, just relax and enjoy the ride."

I stopped trying to escape, realizing I wasn't going anywhere. "Good. Now, let's see if Kirk was telling the truth about how nice and tight your cunt is." He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the bottle of lube. A shiver went up my spine, when he squirted the cold lubricant on my quivering hole. Then, I felt his monstrous cock pushing against my back door. I groaned with pain, when the head of his dick popped past my sphincter. He ignored my protests, as he buried the entire length of his wide shaft in my cunt.

I felt his balls come to rest against me, as he let his weight fall on me. He nibbled on my ear, and whispered, "You're all mine, now." I couldn't argue with him. He had me completely at his mercy. "I really enjoy bondage play," he said. "The feeling of power over someone turns me on. It's one of the things Kirk and I have in common. We both like our sex partners completely and absolutely in our power."

He began thrusting in and out of me. I began meeting his thrusts by pushing myself onto his cock and squeezing it as hard as I could as he pulled out. He gasped in pleasure, "That's it, bitch." We established a rhythm and he soon flooded my insides!

The big man's body completely covered me, as he lay incoherent in the aftermath of his powerful climax. A while later, he stirred and lifted himself off of me. His cock slipped out of me, leaving me feeling alone and empty. He must have sensed how I was feeling, because he shoved a huge dildo up my ass.

He said, "Here, that should keep you from feeling lonely." I heard the doorbell ring, and he said, "Sounds like your next guest has arrived. I'll bring him right up."

He left me, and I waited, wondering what else lay in store for me tonight!