I'm a part of a pile of bodies on the floor; Britney, my roommate and friend, and her boyfriend, Dave, are helping me suck my boyfriend's huge dick. Groupsex is not what I thought would happen two months ago, but here we are; I am covered in cum and pussy juices, and I couldn't be happier. How did I get here?
My name is Melissa, but everyone except my dad calls me Missy. I'm 20 years old, and I go to Missouri State, which is very nice. I know I look good; my breasts aren't big, but they are nice and perky, I have a flat tummy that then rises into a lovely mons. I have light brown hair, green eyes, and a wide smile; so wide fittin a large cock into it is easy.
When I got to college, I was a vaginal virgin. I had planned to have full penetrative sex before I left high school like I thought you should. I told myself college boys expected college girls to know how to fuck. Alan, my serious boyfriend who I went to prom with turned out to be a dick who thought I'd be happy to have sex for the first time in a cheap motel room with two other couples, so I just went home. He broke up with me the next day, in a text message; I don't know how I didn't see he was a dick earlier. He would always ask me to give him oral, but he never went down on me. When he fingered me, it was like he couldn't get done with it fast enough so we could get to the part I would be giving him a handjob.
I dated some guys as a freshman and a sophomore, but nothing clicked. I didn't want to go to bed with them; some of them tried to be mean, calling me frigid and stuff like that, but I didn't care. Some guys think if you wouldn't let them stick you with their tiny dicks, it's because you're a lesbian or cruel or a tease or whatever; but I didn't mind, because I had Britney.
Britney was fierce. Every week I have a reason to thank the lucky stars we ended up together in the same dorm room. She knew everything about the campus before she even got there; she knew most of the secretarial staff by name, and they adored her. She was bisexual, which was like the second thing she told me after her name; it was like "hi, I'm Britney, I'm bisexual, polyamorous, and I'm a night owl, but a quiet one. Except when I cum. I'm sure we'll be great friends." And we were. I came from a large Christian family, and she was an only child to agnostic Jewish parents, but somehow we clicked almost immediately; like sisters. She was a head taller than me, I don't know her natural hair color because she always died her hair blonde or blue or purple and she shaved her pussy smooth; she had big Dutch milkmaid boobs and wide hips, and when she came she had this deep moans like she was bringing her orgasms from somewhere deep. She wasn't shy about anything other than her childhood.
New year's eve that first year we drank A LOT and somehow ended in bed together, but we just kissed naked and then she went down on me for a little bit, and I tried to go down on her, but I couldn't get into it. We laughed, and Britney shrugged it off, like sex was something we should have tried, and now that we have, we'd have no more secrets from each other.
Britney helped me see how some guys would turn our insecurities against us; how when we said "no" because they were lame, they would try to make US feel bad.
Pretty soon after we started college, Britney met Dave. He was a nice Jewish boy, averaged size, scruffy brown hair, and average dick. I know because the first night she met him, he was already naked in our room. I came from from the library at around 9 PM, I went in, Britney was asleep in her bed, naked of course, and then a guy walks out of the bathroom, completely naked.
"Hi!" he said to me, with a wide smile; my eyes were glued to his medium-sized circumcised cock, dangling from a curly brown haired medium sized bush.
"I'm Dave," he said, "you must be Missy. Britney and I went out tonight; she said it'd be cool if I crashed?"
I forced my eyes back to his beaming face; he had a nice smile and a nice-looking face. He walked a step towards me, "Britney also mentioned... didn't you get any for a while? If you want I could --"
I cut him off, "What? You just went out with my roommate!"
"Yea, but we're open; it's cool. She's the one who suggested it. Said your last boyfriend was bad at oral, and that I should demonstrate not all guys are selfish lovers who are bad at eating out ladies." I laughed. That was Britney to a tee.
"No thanks, I'll just go to bed." And I did, and Dave went back to Britney's bad, where after a few minutes I heard whispering, and then a sigh, as he slid his cock back into her pussy, and then the squeaks of the bed, as they started fucking.
It's not that Britney was selfish; she just thought we should be able to have sex in front of each other; if I had said otherwise, they would have respected that. But I didn't. I took off my shirt and pants and went under the cover in my panties and bra and listed to Dave fuck Britney, and massaged my clit; my orgasms were quieter, like a small animals strangling; I was yipping into my third orgasm before I drifted off to sleep, and they were still fucking.
I met Rob at a Christian singles group. My mom forced me to go, so I went. We hit it off; he talked about the MCU with great passion, which as an English major I found fascinating, and he loved hearing about the books I read. We went out to coffee after that first night, and then met again for drinks several times after them. Were we boyfriend and girlfriend? I'm not entirely sure. We were not in any hurry to jump into anything. We seemed to be able to talk about most anything, and everything and I greatly enjoyed spending time with him. I found I could be 100% honest with him; it was refreshing and exhilarating.
One evening we were sitting in my room; Rob was scrolling through my Netflix account in that absentminded way that means you can't find anything to watch. He then asked me if I'd mind if he streamed some porn. I wasn't sure what to say, but I felt so comfortable with him, that I agreed. We were sitting on my bed, facing the PC screen on the desk, and he turned on some Dane Jones on YouPorn, which I guess is porn that is more aimed at women, or at least, at more sensitive guys? The guys are super-hot, the girls usually have smaller breasts, and the sex is slower. The couple kisses, and slowly take off each other's clothes. The girls aren't on their knees slurping some huge cock, making sounds like they're choking to death, but rather, the guy slowly goes down on the shaved pussy, licking up, really spending time on the clit, before penetrating the smooth cunt with his huge hard cock. They're still huge and hard; that's the same everywhere.
I found myself turned out; I was half leaning against the wall half against a pillow and tried to ease my hand towards between my legs and relieve some of the pressure. Rob, on the other hand, was not shy at all. He had his hand down in his pants, and it was obvious that he was rubbing himself.
I found myself watching Rob more than I was watching the movie. He still had it in his pants, but he was going at it pretty good. I tried not to let him catch me watching him, but he did. He just smiled when he noticed I was looking and said he was sorry. I assured him he shouldn't be. It's very natural for a guy to do that and I didn't mind. I even told him I wouldn't mind if he took off his pants; after all, he should be able to enjoy himself. He asked me if I was going to take mine off. I said I wasn't sure. He just said he wouldn't push me and went ahead and started taking off his clothes. I was pretty amazed by the size of the lump in his boxers once his trousers came off. I was
looking forward to seeing the cause. He peeled off his boxers, and a good nine inches of rock hard cock sprang to life. He sat back down and started stroking it. He told me how he liked to think about me pleasuring myself as well; he wasn't looking at the movie anymore, but deep into my eyes. He was completely naked, his huge cock in one hand, and I was still clothed, though my hand was sometimes between my legs, over the pants. He jerked for probably about fifteen minutes. Once or twice, he stopped a few moments to regain his control. I was very excited about watching him. He asked me if I liked his cock and I couldn't lie, I told him it was beautiful. He rose up and stood right in front of me. I jokingly asked him what he was doing. He said I just want to be close to you when I cum. He added that I don't have to do anything. His monster cock was maybe four or five inches from my face. I couldn't resist and reached up and took hold of it. He grinned at me and said he knew I wanted it., I have always loved giving head. I wasn't wasting this opportunity and sucked him for all I was worth. He was moaning and groaning, and suddenly he tried to pull his cock away from me. I grabbed his butt with both hands so he couldn't, and he exploded into my mouth. I know some of it escaped out the sides, but I did my best to swallow every drop. He breathed heavily, slowly coming down from his powerful orgasm, and then he leaned in and kissed me deeply, licking all the cum from around my lips. "Salty" was all he said, and I laughed.
Then the door opened. Britney and Dave stood there. I was shocked; though dressed, I was sitting on the bed facing my sort of boyfriend's slowly deflating cock, cum on my breath, and Rob, of course, was completely nude. I was surprised by how little he cared; "Hi," he said, smiling a satisfied smile, "I'm Rob."
"Britney; hi, Rob!"
"Dave; what's up?"
Then Rob quickly dressed as Britney and Dave went to the other side of the room and talked quietly near the bed, and I walked him to the door and whispered "sorry about that" and Rod leaned in and kissed me and whispered very softly back, "I actually think it would have fun to let them watch." Then he chuckled and left. ,
Fast-forward now about two weeks. Rob and I had continued getting together and watching porn movies. First, we upgraded to him sitting on the bed, and me leaning into his lap and sucking him off as he watched the movie. Then he bought me a very nice vibrator, and I started getting naked as well and masturbating to the movie with him.
We were watching a porn video one evening. I had pulled Rob's cock out and was sucking it while he was fingering my pussy. All of a sudden, we heard someone out at the hall; I grabbed a blanket to cover us while he shut off the video. Then whoever moved down a door; it was one of the neighboring girls. Not Britney. There was a moment quiet, and then playfully told Rob I was surprised that he had stopped, considering what he'd said about Britney and Dave watching. He jokingly said if he had thought I was into it, he wouldn't have stopped. Now he had me intrigued, and I wanted to know if he was serious. I asked him about it, and he explained that it was a fantasy of his for quite some time. He didn't take it seriously at first, you know, just another fantasy, not something you necessarily want to happen in real life, but seeing Britney and Dave standing in the doorway as he was standing in front of me, completely naked, brought it up. He didn't feel ashamed or vulnerable; he felt virile and sexy like he could pull them in and charm them into having sex. He then asked me how I thought Britney would react to handling his big cock. I played along and said that if she were anything like me, she'd love to hold it and suck it. I said that he'd probably want to wag it in her face the way he had in my face that first time. He said that'd be awesome. He'd love to see if she licked her lips with that same hungry look I had. I found myself getting wetter by the second. I shut him up with a kiss and pushed him back. I slid up his body as he was laying on his back, and I rubbed my pussy on his huge cock for a few times. Rob gave out deep guttural moans like he was some animals, and then I poised my pussy over his huge cockhead, I was so wet, it just slid right in. I could feel it, the bulbous head spreading my lips, I just held it there, and Rob cried out "oh my God Missy you have to let me fuck you," and he turned me over, I spread my legs, and he just THRUST deep into me. I felt impaled on his cock, but for the first time in my life, I just came. I just starting cumming right there, my pussy squeezing his cock. Rob kissed me deeply, his weight on me, and when my orgasm subsided, he pulled out halfway and slammed back into me, and then he started fucking me like an animal, and my moans sounded like Britney's. I just came and came.
Fast-forward again a couple of days. It was now Friday night, and Rob had come over to spend the evening. He brought "Secretary" which Britney loves because she's, like, IN LOVE with Jake and Maggie Gyllenhaal and would watch anything with any of them. Rob and I sat on my bed, Britney and Dave were cuddled together against the beanbag on the floor. We were about halfway through the movie, and I felt Rob become aroused. I could feel it plainly against my leg. I wanted to make at least a little of his fantasy come true for him, so I started kissing him and rubbing his leg. When I did this, I could tell he liked it. He responded by grabbing my ass and pulling me close. I put my hand on his crotch and rubbed his bulge while we kissed. We made out for probably ten minutes or so and all the while I was rubbing his dick through his pants. I could feel Britney's and Dave's gaze on us; it like a hot laser pointer, it just made me hornier. I unzipped Rob's pants. I was going to pull his cock out but thought I'd undo the belt and
button first. I wanted his big cock in full view when it came out. It takes a couple of moments to do that one-handed, but I got it done. When I did, I immediately started pulling at his pants. Rob lifted his hips so that I could get them off easier. The moment of truth had arrived, and I was so wet it was unbelievable. Fucking in front of others had never been a fantasy for me, but now that I was going to it turned me on like nothing I've ever done before. When Rob's pants were down, I pulled them off. I didn't
want to hide any of this. I wanted them to see everything, especially this huge dick.
I put my hand around that nine-inch cock and jacked it while Rob pulled
off his shirt. He was now completely naked and fully exposed. I made Rob stand up and I knelt in front of him. I licked the tip of his cock then slowly started to suck it. He started talking dirty saying things like, "Damn Missy, you're a good cocksucker." And, "I bet you just love watching Missy suck my big cock." The dirtier he talked the more I loved it.
Rob was getting close to climaxing so he pulled his cock out of my mouth. Neither of us was ready for the show to be over yet so I didn't mind. He pulled me to my feet and started to strip me. My legs felt like rubber but I somehow managed to stay on my feet while he took off my clothes. Rob was now in charge and I knew it. Anything he wanted to do was fine by me. He had carried me to a place I never knew existed and I loved him
for it. He said he liked the way they were looking at his cock. He wrapped his hand around it and walked over to Britney. He waved it about an inch from her face. She licked her lips just liked he hoped she would. He said she could kiss it if she wanted to and she did. Then she started sucking him like a pro. Dave started taking off Britney's clothes while never taking his eyes off of the cock, sliding in and out of her mouth. I put my hand on Rob's shaft and guided it to Dave's face saying, "I think someone else wants a taste too." Rob told him to go ahead; he'd love to have a guy suck his dick. Dave tentatively licked it then opened his mouth and let Rob slide it in. "damn." Rob said, "everybody in this room is a great cocksucker." While Dave was sucking Rob, Britney took his clothes off, just like he took off her clothes, and now we're all naked. I watched the two of them take turns on Rob's cock for quite a while, and it got to a point where I just had to have a cock in me. I lay down on the floor with my legs spread wide and begged Rob to fuck me. He was more than willing but had some more kinks in mind as well.
He got between my legs and then told Brit to guide his cock into my pussy. She seemed to love doing it, and I was soon filled with a hard, wonderful cock. Then he told Brit to sit on my face. I was so wound up by then that I didn't care. As long as he was fucking me, I'd do anything. She squatted on my face, and I savored the taste of her pussy once more. This time, it felt different; I wasn't drunk, I was high on sex and lust, and I just went all out on her; Brit went wild from the things that I did to her, and I was going wild from the things Rob's cock was doing to me. Rob then had Dave let Brit suck his cock, and I couldn't see it, but Rob was sharing it with her. I knew everything that was going on because Rob was describing it graphically. I was in seventh heaven and well on my way to an orgasm.
Shortly before I climaxed, Britney started screaming and gyrating her hips, and I knew I had just given her an explosive orgasm. I was proud of myself. When she came, she fell off of me, and now for the first time, I could see Rob with a mouthful of Dave's cock. That put me right over the edge, and I had an amazing orgasm. I was screaming and yelling and showing Britney and Dave exactly what kind of slut I truly am.
Dave then came in Rob's mouth, and he didn't spill a drop. He got a mouthful then leaned in and kissed me, and we shared Dave's load. That instantly sent me right over the edge again, and I climaxed anew. Now, Rob was the only one needing to explode, and he did just that. He concentrated on a few good long thrusts, pulled out, and just shot his load all over me. We all collapsed into a heap together on the floor. It wasn't long after that that Rob said he'd better get going soon. I just laughed and told him he wasn't going anywhere and grabbed his cock and started sucking him while Britney and Dave joined me.
To be continued.
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