Loading...It was Friday afternoon and like any other regular college student, I was really looking forward to the weekend. Luckily for me, I had a party lined up at my friend Adam’s apartment near school. He lives with two other college guys, so I knew pretty much what to expect: a bunch of guys sitting around, a keg of beer, a few bottles of hard liquor, a few skanky girls, and probably some pot. Usually, I wouldn’t get too excited over a night like this, but tonight was completely different.
Tonight I was planning on finally nabbing a guy I’ve been wanting all semester, Jason. Jason is about 6`1, dark brown hair, and has green eyes. His father is American and his mother is Brazilian, so he’s got a great blend of skin tone going on. He seems to have a perfect bronze tan all the time, but that’s just how he is. Oh, and did I mention he’s a soccer player? The first time I saw him at soccer practice without his shirt on, it was instant moisture. I’m not really into big, strong, jock-type guys, but Jason’s body is to die for. His body is completely well toned, and his muscles aren’t the kind that are obvious and so big they end of looking gross. Everything is just hard enough to seem strong and sexy at the same time, from his gorgeous tanned legs, to his flat and perfect chest. If you stand close to him, you can see a solid six-pack just starting to come into view.
My history with Jason dates back to last semester when we met each other in a Critical Social Theory course and we both hated the professor. We talked and flirted during breaks, but nothing more besides that. Over the winter break I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I pleasured myself thinking his smile, the way he would pinch my arms and stomach when we flirted, and a considerable amount of time picturing him south of the border. So I came to the conclusion that Jason was the perfect guy for me to date. Where as most guys who talk to me either pretend to be too cool, or are just too damn nervous or goofy, Jason is sweet, confident, and gorgeous.
Now, a little bit about myself, my name is Lauren Butler. I’m 5`4, have 34 B boobs, weigh 115 lbs, and I’m very firm all over. I have brown curly hair and green eyes. I wouldn’t consider myself the sexiest girl at school, but I’m definitely a tight little package. I dated a few guys during my sophomore year at school and two other guys first semester, but nothing serious. If things go well tonight, I think Jason could be the guy I’d take seriously.
So, on with the story, I get back to my room right about 6pm. I’d been shopping all day for new black pants and a sexy, but elegant top that cut off just below my navel. A short skirt would be perfect for the occasion, but it’s pretty cold here in Boston. Besides, it’s not like I was going to cry out, “I’m a slut. Fuck me Jason.” I took a long, hot shower and shaved my legs to make sure they were silky smooth. I didn’t expect to get any heavy action that night, but a girl can never be too careful. I even made sure to shave my entire pussy the night before, to avoid any possible irritation marks today. After that, my roommate helped me with my hair and makeup and waited until 10:30pm. The party was supposed to start at 9, but it’s never much fun to be the first one there.
So I walk a few blocks over to the party and already the scene is pretty much what I expected. A few big burly guys welcome me at the door, and the living room is pretty much a noisy, and nasty mess. Chips and beer cans cover the table, trashy posters of girls in bikinis adorn the walls, and a funky smell hovers about the room. The music in the room alternates between really bad reggae and trendy mainstream rap music.
I look around the room for Jason but I can’t find him. I walk over to the bar and start fixing myself a vodka tonic.
“Can I help with you sexy?”
I turn around and it’s Adam. Adam’s a 5`6, slim figured, kind of preppie kid with brownish hair. His all American wholesome look would make him a great Ambercrombie & Fitch model. I met him during orientation my freshman year and we’ve been friends ever since. He’s a sweetheart, but I’ve never had any sexual attraction towards him. He’s the type of guy you’d have a crush on or want to kiss, but you wouldn’t necessarily look at him and think about sleeping with him right off the bat. He’s very respectful too. He’d be more likely to try and hold your hand, instead of feeling up your ass or your tits.
“Hey honey, happy birthday!” We hug and I kiss the side of his face.
He takes a big look at me and says, “Wow, you look great! Too bad I already have a date.” He grins and chuckles as he says this to me. His comment makes me think of 2 things. First, Adam still likes me. He has always been giving me compliments from the first day we met, but tries to pass it off as a joke. Lame, but sweet. Second, like I said, Adam always compliments me so I don’t really know if I look good or not.
Like always, I try to take his mind of me. I ask Adam who his date is and he points to a cute and petite freshman girl across the room called Kelly. “She’s cute. I’m happy for you.” He thanks me and goes over to her. For the record, I really do think she’s cute and I hope it works out for Adam. I doubt he’s ever done anything with a girl. He still has that innocent way about him.
Twenty minutes pass until I finally spot Jason. He walks into the room wearing black jeans and a dark, black, button-up shirt with a few buttons opened up revealing some of his caramel colored chest. My nipples jumped to attention instantly. I couldn’t believe how much of an impact this guy really had on me. So I hid in the hallway that connects the bedrooms and the living room and waited for about five minutes until I saw him get a drink and just stand around.
I approach him very casually and act surprised when we finally see each other. He looked at me and smiled. If he only knew what was going on inside my panties when he looked at me like that. We went right into our usual friendly and flirty routine. We talked about the class we had together, what we did over the break, etc… . Not counting several interruptions by some of his friends, everything was going like clockwork. We were grinning at each other the whole time. He kept making us drinks too, which loosened both of us up quite a bit.
After he brought over the third round of drinks I ask him about his plans after the party and he told me he was tired from soccer practice and probably going home. To my surprise he told me he lived in a studio apartment just a block away from my dorm. So I teasingly asked what his room number was so I could go and surprise him one day. “Number seven.”, he tells me.
I smile at him and wink at him and just like that his facial expression changes. I wonder if I came on too strong for him, until I realized what was going on. Just a few seconds later a girl walks up right up to Jason and kisses him on the lips. She says, “Hi baby.”
Jason’s face gets a little red from embarrassment. He holds her hand and says, “Lauren, this is my girlfriend Danielle.” He says this to me with a straight face. Girlfriend? Girlfriend!?!?!?!?!? What an asshole! How could he not tell me he had a girlfriend?
He says, “We started going out late last semester right before our class ended.” My heart just sank deep into my chest. I started running out of air, but I was not going to let either of them know that.
I say, “Oh that’s great. You guys make such a cute couple.” Even though it was hard to admit, they definitely were a cute looking couple. Danielle was beautiful. She was about 5`10, bronzed skinned, large round breasts that were at least a C cup, with nipples whose shape you could make out just by looking at her dark halter-top. She had jet-black hair that came down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were big and dark brown and her lips were full and puffy.
He says to me, “She’s Brazilian, just like my mom.” Great, I thought. There’s no way he’s going to like my pale ass. She only made me feel worse when she started eyeing me from top to bottom. Her stare can be pretty intimidating. She looked older than me too. I asked them how they met each other and it turned out she was one of his professor’s assistant. She was a senior, so my suspicion was correct. I felt like such a kid around her, and I just couldn’t handle it so I left.
My first instinct was to leave the party, but I didn’t want to seem too obvious so I went and got some drinks instead. I poured myself a tall glass of straight vodka and swallowed it down in three gulps. Needless to say, with the drinking I had done before, I got a little woozy. I decided to sit down for a moment and wait at least half an hour before leaving. Slowly, more and more people started leaving. As I was close to making my exit I noticed Danielle staring at me from across the room. She kept whispering in Jason’s ear and giving him kisses. She was obviously aware that I had a thing for him. This all became too embarrassing so I just headed for the door. I felt like crying but I wanted to at least wait until I was out on the street before doing so.
When I got up my head was spinning, my legs were wobbly. So this is what people mean when they say, “I feel like shit.” As I reached the door I saw Adam by himself in the hallway. He was crouched down on the floor, his head resting against his knees. I went over to him to see what was wrong.
He looked at me, his eyes were all red. I didn’t know whether it was because he was so drunk or if something had happened. He smiled when he looked at me and as he spoke I could the tequila on his breath.
He says, “My night is so fucked Lauren. My night is so fucked. I hate this shit.” He kept going on and on about how his life sucked so I made my best effort to drag him into the bathroom and splash some water on his face.
When we got there I could barely stand up myself and used my hands to hold myself up on the sink. Adam just sat there on the toilet, he looked like he was about to cry. I ask, “What is it?”
He tells me how he was making out with Kelley in his room, but she freaked out when he tried to touch her between her legs. He says, “I don’t understand, she let me feel her tits through her shirt but she wouldn’t let me touch her pussy. Don’t girls like it when you rub their pussy Lauren? Don’t you like it?” His question made me feel a bit awkward. Adam had never been that blunt with me before, but in his state, I thought it best just to answer.
I say, “It depends on the guy, how long I’ve been with him, how much I like him…but yes, I like it.”
He says, “So she just doesn’t like me then?” I didn’t know what to say. Then he looks at me and says, “Do you realize I’m still a virgin? I haven’t seen one girl naked in my entire life! Can you believe that shit? Do you know how embarrassing that is?” He started crying, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. I go over to him and hug him. He puts his arm around my waist and puts his face about 2 inches from mine.
“I’ve masturbated to you so fucking much Lauren. I’ve thought about you naked millions of times, and all the shit I want to do to you. I want you Lauren.” I tried to push myself from him but his grip was just too tight. “Can I see you naked Lauren? Please.” This time I really shove him away and manage to stand up.
“Adam, what the fuck is wrong with you?”
He says, “I’ve never seen a vagina Lauren. I’ve never seen one. All I know about a pussy comes from the Internet and videos. I want to see one. Can I see yours Lauren. Please, I want to jerk off looking at you.” He starts unbuckling his pants, and that’s when I tell him to stop everything.
I wobble out of the bathroom and make my way towards the door again and that’s when I catch a glimpse of Jason and Danielle making out heavily in front of people. I felt the tears roll down my face and they made me think of Adam. At least Adam was being honest with me. At least he had the balls for that. And then I started wondering, who cares if he sees my vagina? Other guys have seen it, and it’s not like Adam is the worse possible person I could show it to. So I decided to march right back into the bathroom and Adam was still sitting on the toilet.
“Ok, you can look at it, but just for a minute or two.” His eyes lit up like firecrackers.
“Really?” It’s funny how a guy can get very nervous when he gets what he wants. I could see Adam’s hands shaking as he unbuttoned his pants. If he’s never seen a Vagina, then he’s certainly never shown his dick to anyone. Besides, maybe he has a cute one. Who knows? He drops his pants to reveal and already I could see a small bulge in his boxers.
I say, “Show me.”
He looks at me with scared eyes and says, “Take off your pants too.” So I unzip my pants, and lower them down really slowly. Adam was already breathing slightly harder. I leave my pants down around my ankles, and reveal my black satin thong, which is very low cut and fights pretty tightly. I look down at myself and to try and picture what he’s seeing and when I look back up his boxers are already at his feet.
Make no mistake, Adam’s cock was definitely less than average size. His shaft was about four inches and not very wide at all. It was almost like this skinny piece of hard bone that stuck out of his body. His head was just a small compact piece of pinkish colored fleshed. His balls were very compressed too, and didn’t hang very low. His cock was surrounded by a thin layer of brownish pubic hair, very scattered, very messy. I felt so sorry for Adam. If guys measured their masculinity by their penis size, then no wonder Adam was so insecure. No wonder he was always trying to be so nice. He was trying to make up for what little he had to offer. This was the smallest dick I’ve ever seen. It did look kind of cute and all, at least everything was in proportion, but I wouldn’t want a boyfriend with that kind of dick. I’d really like at least average. I try to make him feel better so I say, “Oh, it’s cute.” He holds it in his hand and says, “Your turn.”
So I put my thumbs around the waistband and lower only the front part of my thong to reveal my pussy. He begins pumping nervously. Behind Adam is the bathroom mirror. I catch myself in it and see what he is seeing. I see my entirely shaved pussy, looking very smooth. I would say my outer labia are quite a bit large and puffy so you can’t really see much of my inner ones if I’m standing up.
Adam says, “Open it up.” He says this without so much as even looking at my face. I can feel his eyes lapping every inch of my pussy. He says, “Please, I want to see your clit.”
By this point, Adam looks really pathetic. His right fist pumps away at his small cock and he has begun sweating profusely. I lower my thong to my thighs and use my and use both ands to spread my pussy apart for him. I feel myself getting wet. Part of me feels like such a slut for doing this, and it’s really a turn on. I look at myself in the mirror and see my open pink pussy in the mirror. My small, reddish inner lips on full display, and my love hole has opened up quite a bit. I feel the air rushing right up and into me. I use my index and middle fingers to pull apart the top of my pussy and show Adam and erect clit. Juices have begun dripping a bit and my pussy is beginning to look like someone has just spread vaseline all over it.
I take a good look at Adam and begin thinking about going down on him. Should I? I think to myself: He’s cute, and more experience for me never hurts. Maybe I should take advantage and just have him eat me out instead? Yeah, that’s just what I’ll do. And then suddenly that’s when I look in the mirror and see the bathroom door behind me is springing open. I remember I didn’t lock the bathroom door when I came in because I was too upset and I probably didn’t hear the knob turn because of Adam’s moaning.
Everything suddenly turned into slow motion. It was too late for me to pull my panties up. I felt the breeze from outside the door hit my ass as the person finally opened the entire door. I look in the mirror to see who it is and it is Jason! He says, “Oh shit! I’m sorry!” I look at his face in the mirror and watch his eyes move on down. That’s when I move my eyes down and find myself still clutching my pussy open with both hands. Jason has just treated himself to the most intense and personal view I could ever offer someone.
I cover my pussy with my hands, turn around and yell, “Close the door!” As he did so I caught a glimpse of two kids, probably freshman, standing outside the bathroom. They just treated themselves to a full view of my bare ass. I reach down for my thong and pull them up in an instant. As I pull my pants up I see Adam still pumping. He says, “Wait, oh, oh, wait!” And he begins to dump his load all onto himself. His cumshots hit him in the chest and stomach. His shirt is stained pretty badly. I open the door and race out of the party.
As I leave I hear girls yelling, “Oh my god!” They probably just treated themselves to a full view of Adam’s small penis, swarmed with cum at the tip, and red from the self-abuse.
This had definitely turned into the worst night of my life. I cried all the way to my dorm. I’ve never been so humiliated in my life. Not by anyone I was so attracted to anyway. I didn’t want my roommate to see me like this. She was surely going to notice something was wrong and eventually drag it out of me. I went to a nearby Store 24 and bought some cigarettes and sat by myself on the steps of my dorm. All I could think about was, how was I ever going to talk to Jason ever again? Will everybody find out about this? Can we still be friends? Do I even want to be his friend now that I know he has a girlfriend? I thought about this for an hour before I looked at my watch again. Then I remembered he lives nearby. I though, if I could just talk to him about this tonight, then maybe I wouldn’t have to be so weird later. Besides, the night has already been a disaster anyway, what more did I have to lose?
I looked at my watch and it read 2:30pm. He should definitely be home by now I thought. I marched on over to his apartment and rang the buzzer to his place. When I reached the door to his studio, he was already standing there holding the partly open. When I reached the door I couldn’t even look him in the eye and just went right on in.
When I turned around to look at him Jason was wearing nothing except for his boxer-briefs underwear. They wear tight black cotton briefs that came down and hugged his thighs. I was speechless. He acted like it was no big deal. But my god, he looked great. I got tingles in my stomach just by looking at him.
He said, “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell anybody. It’s no big deal right?” I pretend to act defensive but he just looked so goddamn sexy in those shorts. He noticed me staring at his stomach and chest and smiled. He looked down at the bulge in his shorts. His briefs were pretty tight and even though he wasn’t hard, it was obvious he had a large package.
“Do you want to see it?” I was shocked by his proposal, but thrilled.
However, I didn’t want him to think I was so slutty so I said, “Why would you ask me something like that? Is that what you think I came for?”
“Relax Lauren, jesus. I know you’re embarrassed I saw you and I think it’s pretty clear that unless we do something about this we’re always going to be uncomfortable with each other. If I show you that way we’ll be even. I don’t want to lose you as a friend.”
I could tell by the way he looked at me that he meant it. He said, “So do you want to see or not?” I tried to act really casual about it, even though I could feel myself started to get wet.
I said, “Fine, whatever.”
So in one fell swoop he lowered his briefs down to his thighs. I couldn’t believe my eyes. His cock was gorgeous. It was in its soft state hanging down a little to the left, but even then I could tell it would grow to be of considerable size. The skin along his shaft looked so smooth, like velvet, and his head was the perfect color of pink. His balls were pretty big, but not too big. They were smooth too; in fact he was very well groomed for a guy. He had no hair around his dick and balls, and the hair he had on the top was trimmed down pretty low. It was, and has always been, the most perfect cock I’ve ever had the pleasure of looking at.
I couldn’t help but stare at it. He said, “I’m sorry I couldn’t show it to you hard.”
I answered, “How big does it get?” I wanted to know, but I couldn’t believe I actually said it.
“I’ve never measured.”
“Yeah right, all guys know their size.”
“I swear I haven’t. Why don’t you tell me? Take off your pants.”
This really caught me off guard, but in a very exciting way. I was silent for a moment. He could tell I wanted to. He said, “Come on, I already saw it anyway. What harm will it do?”
“But, what about your girlfriend?”
He said, “What about her?”
“She won’t like it. Besides you didn’t even tell me you had a girlfriend. You lied to me.”
“I didn’t lie, I just didn’t tell you. But you did the same to me.”
“What the hell do you mean?”
“Oh come on, I know you’re into me. Stop pretending you’re not right now. It’s so obvious.” In most guys this would seem totally cocky, but Jason was just so confident. It really made my pussy swell. He said, “Come on, let’s see it. You know you want to.”
He walked over to me and unbuttoned my pants. I was too nervous to do anything. I really wanted him bad, so I just let him take over. He pulled my pants down to my ankles and held on to the waistband of my panties. I looked down at him and he was already becoming semi-erect. My juices started swelling right through my thong as I watched his cock become fuller and harder. He pulled my thong down to my knees, and they just trickled down all the way to my ankles.
He backed up a bit to get a full view. By this point my pussy was so wet, my out labia were swollen and red. I could feel the tip of my clit exposing itself just a tiny bit through my love folds. I couldn’t stand it much longer. Just being exposed in front of him made my insides burn. He took a long hard look and said, “Wow, it’s so nice. You really know how to shave it bare. Most girls leave a little stubble.”
Then, to my wonderful surprise, he walk right up to me again and put his hand on my folds. He rubbed his fingers up and down my labia, not only to feel me up, but because he wanted to inspect it. “You have such a meaty pussy.” I blushed, and he said, “Don’t be embarrassed, that’s a good thing. I love your pussy.” And with those words, he spread my labia apart with his fingers and started caressing my insides.
I lost complete control at this point. My knees buckled and I put my arms around his stomach and held on closely to him. I began swaying my hips back and forth, grinding my pussy against his hands. His hands were now completely soaked from me. My tits felt so good pressed up against his upper body. He was so much taller than me that my face only went as far as his chest. I pressed my face firmly against it. Feeling all his sweat, listening to his heartbeat race. I inhaled, as much as I could, his smell, his musty masculine smell was intoxicating.
I reach down his body and put my hand around his cock. It felt enormous. I look down and Jason is in his fully excited state. His penis must have been around seven inches. It looked so full and wide. His head had swelled significantly too. His corona had turned purple-ish and was quite engorged. It was better than I could have ever imagined. I started rubbing it back and fourth, I loved feeling my hand on his cock. I loved how his shaft felt smooth, and how soft his corona would feel when my hand would rub over the end of his cock. However, I couldn’t be consistent because Jason now had a finger in my pussy. It felt more than good, it was aching pleasure. I couldn’t even stand up straight so I press my face against his chest and started licking. I licked as deeply as I could, I wanted as much of him inside me as possible.
He said, “Oh baby, that feels nice. Are you enjoying yourself?” At this point I was so out of control inside that I couldn’t pretend anything, I just told the truth.
I said, “Oh you don’t know how much I’ve been wanting this to happen.”
“How much baby, tell me?”
I felt a small bump on his chest, and just sucked it right up. It was his nipple. I sucked and sucked, and flicked it back and fourth with my tongue. His finger touched the edge of my clit and began working in consistent circular motions.
I said, “Oooooooh Jason, I’ve masturbated to you for so long. I’ve pictured us doing this a million different ways. I’ve wondered what you’d look like naked for weeks and weeks now. You can do anything you want with me Jason, anything. I’ll let you fuck me anywhere, my ass, my pussy. I’ll lick your cock, your balls, your asshole. Anything you want. I’m so yours.”
Talking like this was making my pussy even hotter and I started getting that familiar feeling you get when you know you’re about to cum. I closed my eyes, feel my the insides of my thighs burn and came all over his hand. “OOOOOOHHH!” I came so hard I was practically almost yelling. For the first time ever I actually felt juice spit out of my pussy hole. I even heard my juice fall SPAT on the floor. But I didn’t care. I just kept grinding my pussy against Jason until I was ready to pleasure him.
I started kissing him and sucking his neck. I let go of his cock so I could run my hands all over his body. I wanted to fuck him so badly. I wanted to make sure I would please him just as he pleased me. I was definitely going to enjoy this. I put my hands on his ass and started groping him just like a guy would do to a girl. I felt his cock pressed upright against my stomach. The bottom of his head was right on my belly button. I wanted to get him really horny and get really dirty for him. “Mm, you have such a beautiful cock. I want to suck it so bad.” I kissed him some more. “I want you to cum in my mouth and my face.” I could feel so much pre-cum dripping of his cum slit so I knew he was ready. BUT, when I moved away from him to bend down, I heard a door open and close. This couldn’t be happening. Not again. Not tonight. I closed my eyes and prayed for a miracle.
I finally opened my eyes after a few seconds. My heart began to pound. I looked at the front door and no one was there, but when I turned I saw Danielle standing in front of another door! There she was, wearing nothing but one of Jason’s t-shirts that just barely covered her body. She had no pants on, so her legs were on full display. Her hair was wet, so I’m assuming the door behind her was the bathroom. I was sooooooo embarrassed and humiliated. My heart started pounding really hard in my chest, like a ton of bricks. I reached down and pulled my thong up. All the time, I didn’t know what to say, so I started rambling. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. This is embarrassing. Oh my god.”
I pulled my thong up completely and but my hands were trembling from being caught and couldn’t get my pants back up. I just stood there in my thong like an idiot, frightened and embarrassed for dear life. It was at this moment that Danielle approached me and instead of yelling at me, she gave me a very tender look. She smiled at me with those big, full, golden lips of hers and said, “Lauren. It is Lauren right?”
“Yeah.” My voice cracked as I responded.
She said, “Honey, don’t be nervous. It’s OK. Really, it is.” I look over at Jason and he’s already pulled his boxers back up, but his dick is still hard and sticking out through the fabric.
He says, “Yeah Lauren, relax. Danielle is cool with this.”
I still didn’t know what to say and being another girl, Danielle probably knew all the thoughts racing through my mind. He said, “Look, Jason told me what happened. I was the one who suggested that he show you.”
I could just barely get the words out, “You did?”
“Yeah. Fair is fair, I know you guys are friends and I didn’t want it endingover something as stupid as that. But I know how girls can be when they get really embarrassed so I thought he should make it up to you.”
“But what about the other stuff?”
“Jason told me that you liked him. I already knew about it. I’m cool with it really. A lot of girls like my boyfriend. Besides, you’re really cute.”
What the hell did she mean I’m really cute? That’s when Jason puts one arm around Danielle and leans into her and says, “She’s got such a cute pussy. It’s all shaved and meaty.”
Apparently this amuses Danielle because she raises and eyebrow and says, “Really, can I see?” I’m so shocked my mouth falls open. I’ll admit I’ve been a little curious about being with a woman, but never actually done anything besides in fantasies. However Danielle was gorgeous. I couldn’t believe she was asking me to show her. Her big eyes stare at me, and she makes a sad puppy dog-mocking frown.
I attempt to smile, but my lips can barely move from my shock at the situation. However, Jason walks right up to me and yanks my thong back down again. I stand there, frozen. Danielle bends over and places her face just a few feet away from me to get a really good look. I look down at her face and watch her watching me. Her gaze makes my pussy feel like a deer in the headlights. My thighs has traces of dried juices from a moment ago.
She says, “It’s so cute Lauren”
“Thanks.” Slowly, I start feeling less frightened about the whole thing. Danielle was being to sweet to me, and making me feel really comfortable. She places her middle and index fingers on the top part of my pussy, my mons. She slowly traces up and down my bare surface. “Do you wax of shave, this is a really great job you’ve done here.”
“Thanks, I shaved yesterday. I’m not really that hairy anyway.”
“I thought so.” She continues with her fingers, before finally running her long fingernails just over my outer labia. My slit looks really gooey from how wet I’ve become. Danielle finally stops and backs off a bit. She looks over at Jason and they smile to each other. She says, “Do you want to join us?”
I stutter, “You mean, with both of you?”
Danielle knew exactly what I meant. She said, “Yes, with me too.” I tell them I’ve never done it before, but she says, “Neither have we, but we’ve been talking about trying it out lately and we think you’re perfect. We said that to each other during the party tonight.” Now it all became clear. That’s why she was looking at me in the party. She wasn’t jealous, she was attracted to me.
I was about to say yes, but it didn’t matter because Jason came over and grab the bottom of my top. He said, “Here, let me just get you more comfortable.” He pulled my shirt off over my head and then unsnapped my bra, releasing my 34 B tits. They were so perky and hard from all the excitement from before. My nipples are a dark pink and my areolas are slightly below medium size. My erect nipples aren’t long but they are proportionately chubby. They look almost like pointy marbles.
Danielle looks at them and says, “Oh Lauren, your nipples are soooo cute.” Jason pops one of my tits into his mouth and sucks my nipples. My tits aren’t my most sensitive area, but I do enjoy them being suck on. Danielle moves in on us and starts fondling my breasts. Her hands are so soft compared to Jason’s. She’s very delicate too. She feels them up softly and warmly, making sure not to squeeze to hard. She places my nipples between her fingers and gives them a small tug. “Your tits are perfect Lauren. They’re so perky.”
I look down at her chest and see her chest pressing up against her t-shirt. She’s obviously aroused, her nipples are coming poking through the fabric in a big way. Jason looks at her and says, “Why don’t you make Lauren feel more comfortable honey. Take your shirt off.” Danielle smiles at me as she reaches for the hem of her shirt and pulls it off. Her tits were the most impressive ones I’d ever seen. Her breasts were large and full, with only a slight sag, but at her size no sagging would mean they were fake. I’d never seen anyone with nipples like her before. Her areolas were dark brown very large and had a much more bumpy, pimply texture to it. The nipple itself was huge. They were sticking really far and they were wide too. On my breasts they would look disgusting, but because she had such big breasts, they looked really sexy on her. This is exactly what I meant when I said Danielle looked like a woman earlier on, and she had the breasts to prove it. I felt so girlish with my small, pink tits.
I said, “Wow.” Danielle and Jason started laughing.
Jason says, “Tell me about it, I get to suck them all I want.
Danielle says, “Jason, don’t be vulgar.”
“What, like it’s not true?” He uses one hand to pinch one of her nipples and quickly places his mouth on the other one for a 1 second suck. Danielle moans by reaction. It doesn’t take a scientist to know that her tits must be extremely sensitive. He looks at me and says, “Told you so.”
Danielle looks at me again with her big eyes waiting for approval. I say, “I’m so jealous. I wish I had them. Mine must look so ridiculous to you.”
She cups both my tits again and squeezes, “Don’t say that. I love smaller, perky tits. At least people don’t ask you if yours are fake or not.” I blush and tell her that I was going to ask her that very question. That’s when Jason stands up behind me and presses himself against me. I can feel his cock, still pretty hard in his underwear.
He whispers in my ear, “Do you want to feel them?”
“Oh yes, please.”
He grabs my hands and places them on Danielle’s tits. The first thing that goes through my mind is how hard her nipples feel on the palms of my hands. I squeeze them a bit and Danielle moans. Jason lets go of me and I spend a few moments just touching, squeezing, flicking her nipples with my fingers. I squeeze one of her nipples with my thumb and index fingers and Danielle lets out a soft moan, “Mmm, that feels good.”
Jason stands next to her and says, “Do you want to suck on them?” He takes my hands off her tits and pops one of her tits into his mouth. Danielle opens her arms and invites me in. I was a little nervous, but excited. My pussy is so wet again that juices are trickling down my thighs again. I take Danielle’s nipple into my mouth and taste her. It was a great kind of new taste. I hug her nipple with my lips and use my tongue to slowly massage it. I squeeze her breast with one hand and begin running my tongue in circular pattern around her bumpy areola. I look over at Jason and he’s gently biting her other nipple with his teeth. I used my tongue to flick them up and down. All this time, Danielle just kept moaning.
When I saw Jason stop, I stopped as well. The three of us just stood there with mischievous grins on our faces. I look down at Danielle’s panties. She’s wearing low-rise V cut bikini panties that hug her waist nicely. Her legs are in full view but her entire pussy is covered up. I noticed a large wet spot right in the center of her pussy. She looks at me and grins. She says, “Do you want to see my pussy?”
At this point I’m pretty comfortable with the situation and yell out, “Yes!”
Jason moves up behind Danielle and grabs her waistband but she stops him. She says, “I want Lauren to do it.”
I get down on my knees and pull down her panties slowly. At this point her pussy can’t be much more than a few inches away from my face. The smell from her pussy hit me hard and made me that much hotter. She had a short, trimmed, stripe of hair on top of her lips and the rest was bare. Danielle was obviously a hairy girl because she had a tiny bit of shadow starting to come in. Her pussy was so wet her outer labia had contracted a bit and her inner lips came out quite a bit. She uses her hand to spread it open and give me a good look. Her clitoris is really hard and calling for attention. Her love hole has opened up as well. It’s obvious Danielle is no virgin. I rub my index finger through her slit. Her inner lips curl themselves around my around as I find her hole and slip my finger in. It was definitely a new sensation for me. Her vagina felt kind of wrinkly, it was so much more delicate and sensitive than a penis. I used my other hand to find her clit and gently rub it. “Oh fuck Lauren, that feels so good.”
Jason puts his arm around Danielle and starts kissing her neck. Danielle reaches down and puts her hand in Jason’s briefs. Jason’s cock has gotten so big that half of it was already out and poking out of the top of his shorts anyway. She says, “You like watching a girl play with my pussy, baby?” She kisses him, “Aw papi, you feeling neglected?” Then she looks down at me and tells me to take off his underwear, which I do. His cock springs straight at him. I take it in my hand and start rubbing. Danielle says, “Well this is your chance to finally suck it.”
I look up at her a little embarrassed and she bends down on the floor next to me and places her soft hand on my face. She says, “Don’t be embarrassed about what you said before when you thought you two were alone together. It turns me on knowing that you like his cock.” I wasn’t expecting any more surprises for the night, but what happened next really caught me off guard.
She grabs my face with both hands and leans over and kisses me. Her lips felt like velvet. Her mouth was just partly open, and she gave me the perfect combination of lips and tongue I’ve ever received. Then she got up and took me by the hand. She led Jason and I to his bed and had him lay down. We both sat down towards the bottom and near his cock. It was hard and lying flat against his stomach. She grabbed it by the tip of her fingers and said, “It’s nice right?”
“God Danielle, you’re so lucky.”
“Feel how heavy it is.”
Like I hadn’t already noticed that. She said, “Go ahead Lauren, do whatever you want.”
I took this as permission to be as naughty as I wanted and I planted my face in his crotch. I started running my tongue up and down his shaft, then worked my way towards his balls where I took a big whiff of him. Danielle said, “Oh my god, you smell guy’s balls too?”
“Yeah, I love it.”
And with that, I finally took Jason into my mouth. He tasted of pre-cum right away. I lapped up all of his juices instantly and by this point I lost all inhibitions. I started working my mouth up and down his pole rapidly. I tried to make it look as sluttish as I could, because I knew Jason was watching. I dropped a big wad of spit on his dick and started pumping it with my hand. Jason was in heaven, “Oh shit Lauren. Don’t stop.” I took turns alternating between my mouth and the hand job. As I did so Danielle got on behind me. I was on my knees, my to the air on the bed, you could say I was on all 4s. That’s when I felt Danielle spread my ass and start eating me out.
Her tongue started lapping my slit. She spread my lips with her fingers and found my clit pretty quickly. It was nice having someone understand how important it is to be consistent with a girl’s clit. She put just the right amount of pressure on it. I didn’t know what to be more excited about, the pleasure on my pussy or the fact that I was finally sucking Jason. Danielle tried inserting one of her fingers into me, but her fingernails hurt a little so she stopped. I assumed she would go back to eating my pussy, but instead she spread my ass pretty wide and started licking my asshole. I’ve never really liked this much because my previous boyfriend tried to stick his entire tongue in there and didn’t know what he was doing, but with Danielle it felt nice. She danced her tongue around the rim of my hole and flicked her tongue up and down quickly right on the entrance in the middle. I felt a wonderful kind of tickle sensation.
In the meantime Jason was just about to burst. He said, “Oh Lauren I’m going to cum all over your face.”
Danielle yelled out, “NO! Not yet.” And she pulled me off of him. She wanted to save him for later. She had Jason get off the bed and she took his place. She spread her legs, showing off her soaking slit and love hole and begged me to eat her out.
I pressed my face against her pussy and felt the layers of her vagina against my face. My face started getting covered with her juices. I didn’t know what to do so I just stuck my tongue out and started licking her slit deeply. Her lips were engulfing my face. Me eyes were the only things not being covered by her pussy. It felt weird, but I was entranced by the smell and taste of Danielle. I pulled back a little and found her clit, so I began playing with it also. Meanwhile, Jason started making out with Danielle, so her moaning became muffled. At one point they both looked down at me to stare at my performance. That only made me hornier. I even searched for her asshole and began licking her all around that area as well, which was a first for me. With Jason sucking her tits, and me on her pussy, Danielle was in heaven. At one point she even placed both hands on my head and started massaging my hair. I hated it when my ex-boyfriends did this because all they did was make me gag on their dicks. However, Danielle was genuinely caressing me and it felt really sexy. I felt her hips starting to buckle and that’s when she said, “Don’t stop Lauren. Fuck, don’t stop.” I had one finger in her pussy and my tongue on her clit and I tried to keep it as consistent as I could. A few moments later Danielle came all over my face. Her taste was overwhelmingly sexy.
I stood up with my entire face wet. Jason called me over and he ran his hands through my hair and rubbed his thumbs slowly on my cheeks. He said, “You look so fucking sexy right now.” And finally, he kissed me! We locked lips and worked our tongues deep into each other’s mouths. He put his arms around me and firmly held me against him. I was melting. I felt Danielle come up from behind and she started running her hands up against my back and my ass. Jason and I didn’t stop kissing for at least a couple of minutes. Then Danielle put her hand between my ass and found my pussy.
She said, “I think she’s ready Jason. Danielle how do you want to get fucked?” I looked at Jason and told him to do me missionary. I just wanted to feel his body pressed up against mine and feel him inside me. He threw me on the bed and held my legs apart. With one hand he took his cock and ran the head up and down my slit. It was torture.
I said, “Oh please, just fuck me already!” He had no trouble getting in, but he was a big enough gentleman to take it slow for the first few pumps. He filled me up with about 5 of his inches first and started working me real slow. He picked up the pace for a while and I started feeling tighter and tighter. Danielle lied down next to me and began rubbing my tits and kissing my neck.
Jason wanted to get nastier and started egging me on. He asked, “You like it baby? You were flirting with me tonight weren’t you? Did you want this baby?”
I looked at Danielle and she kissed me again. She said, “Don’t worry about it. Just be honest, this is turning me on.” Jason started pounding harder and harder. My hips were rocking back and fourth in perfect tempo with him.
I said, “Yeees. I shaved my pussy just for you. I wanted you to eat it and fuck it. Oh, Jason, you feel so good.” I felt that familiar feeling again and knew I was about to cum.
Danielle started acting as cheerleader, saying, “Fuck her hard baby. Fuck her slutty little pussy. Look how she spreads her legs for you. She’s gonna cum all over your pussy.” I couldn’t help but burst all over Jason. I started crying out loud in ecstasy. I looked into Jason’s face as I came. He was smiling because he knew he conquered me. He would forever remember my face of complete surrender with my cum all over his cock.
I could tell he was about to cum because he kept going faster and faster. He looked over at Danielle and she ran over to him. She said, “You ready baby?” Jason’s eyes rolled back into his head, and he pulled out of me. Danielle grabbed me by the hand and pulled me over right in front of his cock. Jason grabbed himself and pumped himself into my face. The first streak of cum was long and very warm. It landed just over my right eye and extended down over my nose and mouth. I lowered my head when some of it hit my eye and the second streak, also long, landed on my hair. He turned to his right, where Danielle was holding her tits together for him, and he finished spraying all over her tits. The rest of his cum flew out spottier and less dense. Danielle made him let go of his cock and put it between her tits. She started caressing it with her tits. She said, “How does that feel baby? Good?”
Jason was too exhausted to talk, “Mmm-hmm.” His cock began to grow softer, the tip was red from all the action, but Danielle rubbed it gently and took it in her mouth. She sucked his cock clean form any bit of cum resting on his shaft. I has my eye closed because of the cum in my eye.
Shortly thereafter, Danielle put her arms around me. She said, “You OK?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks though.”
We looked at each other and something inside me made me hug her. She had introduced me to a whole new world of sex. A world I cherished ever since. She took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom where we both wiped off. She left the bathroom first because I had to pee and when I came out Danielle and Jason were already in bed under the covers, still naked. They were cuddling. Jason was already starting to fall asleep.
I couldn’t help but feel really sad. I now had to go back to my dorm and sleep all alone. Don’t get me wrong, I loved the experience, but sometimes the best thing a girl can get at the end of a night is a hug. I tip toed towards the pile of clothes in the middle of the room and reached for my panties.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I looked up and Danielle had pull open some of the covers for me.
I said, “Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. I really want you to stay.” I got up into the bed and Danielle made me get in the middle. We got under the covers and she whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry. I’ll help you wash your hair tomorrow.” She snuggled up close to me and kissed me goodnight. My heart was racing again. No one has treated me with such consideration before. I turned my back to Jason and put my arm around Danielle. I thanked her for everything and kissed her. We spent the whole night whispering things to each other and give each other small, delicious tap kisses. We did this until we could no longer stay awake and finally, in each other’s arms, fell asleep.