Loading...Every guy has had that one girl, the Wild One. The one that you probably still thinking about while fucking your wife twenty years later. The girl that your old buddies say “I wonder what happened to her. Probably ended up in porn or something.” Lacey was that girl for me.
We met as freshmen in college. She lived on the floor above me. I was first introduced to her by her roommate, Mary.
Mary was a nice girl, relatively quiet, from a well-to-do family. She and I met before school even started, and dated quietly for a couple months before going our separate ways. She didn’t want to be sexually active, so we rarely spent time in her room. I think she was afraid I would trick her into bed and take her virginity or something.
Mary’s reluctance to engage in coitus was funny when one considered she was forced to live with Lacey. Lacey was also from a well-to-do family, not really rich, just comfortable. She drove a brand new SUV, which was rare for a college freshman, and did not seem wanting for money. She was also built like the proverbial brick shithouse. Eighteen year old girls weren’t supposed to have these kinds of curves.
She was tall, 5’9″ or 10, and filled her clothing in a way that made men turn their heads when she walked past. She flaunted it too. Tight t-shirts, short shorts and skirts, and sessions in the tanning bed all set off her golden blonde hair, blue eyes, big smile, and 36D’s.
She always seemed to have a boyfriend, though none really lasted longer than a month, from what I saw. I never knew why, although the running joke was that she milked them dry, and had to replace them.
When Mary and I went our separate ways, I didn’t lose touch with Lacey. We had the same major, and usually ended up in at least one class together a semester. We weren’t friends that would sit together in class, but if we saw each other, a smile was exchanged.
After living off campus my sophomore year, I came back on campus for my junior year as a Dorm Advisor. That’s the person who breaks up the parties, inspects the rooms for beer, and gives you your damage bills at the end of the year. As I was a fairly tall, well-built guy, I was given the task of policing “the Pit”, as the Pittsburgh dormitory, was nicknamed. The building was full of coed, full of freshmen, and fully acknowledged as the worst dorm on campus.
As a DA, I had to be back to school a week early for training. It was strange moving in to an empty dorm. The smell of fresh paint covering BO haunts me to this day, actually.
DA’s basically got a full size room to themselves, as well as a private bath. I had just finished unpacking and was under my desk hooking up my computer when I heard a knock at the door. The noise surprised me, and I banged my head hard on the underside of the desk. Rubbing the knot that was beginning to form, I opened the door to reveal Lacey, decked out in a royal blue polo and khaki shorts. None of the shirt’s buttons were closed, showing a gap that if she bent over could be promising, and the shirt was tight over her generous tits. The shorts weren’t Daisy Duke short, but they weren’t exactly board shorts either, and seemed painted on. I’m sure she had shoes on, but my eyes never made it past those long, tan legs to see what they were.
“Hi Derek!” She always sounded perky, but with my head throbbing in pain, it was too much, and I winced a little.
“What’s wrong?” She said, her tone switching from “Cheery Barbie” to “Concerned.”
“When you knocked I hit my head. Don’t worry about it. What are you doing here?”
“I’m your boss, silly.”
I looked back at her, slightly confused. My look must have betrayed my thoughts, because Lacey spoke up again.
“I’m in charge of this dorm last year. I was a DA here last year, now I’m the DD, the Dorm Director.”
Two D’s, like your chest, I thought, but decided not to say it. Instead, I turned on the charm.
“But if you’re watching me, who’s watching you?” I asked, turning towards the room to make sure I didn’t leave anything incriminating out.
“I don’t need watching” she said, taking my breaking of eye contact as an invitation and flopped down on my bed.
“You didn’t know I was your DD?” She asked, sitting back provocatively on her elbows.
I shook my head as an answer, taking a seat in my desk chair.
“Hmm, they must have forgotten to tell you. You wouldn’t forget me, would you?”
Baby, I pictured you at least once a day all summer, I thought, reminiscing about my inability to get laid in my hometown over the break.
“No, of course not Lacey. How’s Mary, by the way?”
“Dunno. We kind of lost touch.” She said it with a certain level of disappointment, though I didn’t know why.
“That’s too bad” I said as one would.
“So, what are you up to now?”
“Just finishing my unpacking. Why?”
“Well, I wanted to loft my bed, and I need a big strong boy to do it.”
“Uh-huh. Why are you lofting your bed? Our rooms are plenty big.”
“Not big enough to fit my couch without it.”
“You need a couch?”
“Uh-huh. Are you gonna help?” “Sure, I guess. Where’s your room?”
I spent the rest of the day wrestling her bed-frame into submission, and then helping her carry the couch in from her SUV, which I don’t remember being part of the original deal. When it was over, she offered to buy dinner, which consisted of Chinese food delivered to her room. I ended up staying there until bedtime, hoping for an invitation to stay even later, but ending up with only my right hand again.
Our sudden closeness didn’t stop me from trying. After a week of training, I made my second attempt, asking her out to a ‘formal dinner date,’ one that involved reservations and suit jackets and heels and cologne. She accepted, I think as much from lack of choices as anything.
When I met Lacey at her room that night, she looked fantastic. Her blue eyes were set off by the navy blue dress she wore, one that curved down into her cleavage, showing off the even tan she had even in the depths of winter. She looked like someone you would see modeling on TV, not a girl that a loser like me would take out.
I still hadn’t managed to acquire a car, so she drove to the nice hibachi place where I had made reservations. I had even offered the host a little extra for a ‘private’ table, an offer he made sure to collect as soon as Lacey was out of earshot.
Dinner was fantastic. We were both starving, so an appetizer, full meal, and half of dessert later, Lacey finally admitted she was happy I’d asked her out.
“You’re so much nicer than most guys I date. You’re… considerate.”
I smiled, complimenting her, telling her she deserved the best. After seeing some of the meatheads she hung around with, I knew kind words weren’t something she necessarily received. After a few more well timed compliments, I saw in her eyes that one of us wasn’t sleeping in our bed that night.
After the drive back to the dorm, I led her to her room, which was on the first floor, several below mine. She silently unlocked her door and stepped in, leaving it open as she stepped in.
Taking the invitation, I stepped into her room, closing the door behind me. My coat was still on, and I turned to take if off, making myself comfortable.
I turned around to find I wasn’t the only one doing so. Lacey’s dress was unzipped, and as I watched, she shimmied out of it, showing me the undergarments she’d worn that night.
“I hope you don’t mind” she said, not even looking up at me. “But dresses aren’t normally my thing.”
“N-no it’s fine” I said, loosening my tie with a gulp.
The tall blonde stood up to face me, looking me in the eye as she reached behind her back and unhooked her strapless bra.
“You’ve been staring at them all night.” She said matter-of-factly, as she undid the clasp, holding the bra in place with her other arm.
“Do you want to see them for real?” She asked, her voice a sweet yet sexy purr.
I nodded my response, my eyes locked on her tit-flesh.
She turned away from me, and dropped the bra.
“You’re a tease” I responded with, putting a playful edge on my voice.
She giggled and nodded. I could see her fingers playing with what I thought was a nipple, but I was still frozen there, standing there just inside her door.
She bent over now, peeling down the pantyhose that until now had escaped my gaze, leaving her in just a baby-blue thong that clung to her ass.
“I hope you don’t mind. I didn’t think you’d be seeing them.” She said, and I was pleased to hear I’d exceeded her expectations.
“Seeing what?” I responded, knowing the answer.
“My pantyhose, silly. You still haven’t earned these boys.” She turned to me, holding a breast in each hand, fingers covering the nipples, and jiggled.
My head almost popped off, but I blinked a couple times and it stayed in place.
“I must be awful close though. Would a backrub seal the deal?” I knew it was cliché, but my mind was gelatin, and that was all I could think of.
“It might. But you have to keep your hands to yourself.” The last was said with a smile, and she sashayed over to her bed.
“Turn around so I can get comfortable,” she said, still holding her massive mammaries in her hands.
I did as told, turning to face the door. After only a few seconds, I received an “Ok” and turned to find Lacey lying on her stomach in the bed, facing me. She was propped up on her elbows, which showed about as much cleavage as I’d been treated to all night.
I unbuttoned my shirt’s cuffs and rolled them up, exposing my forearms. I moved behind her, running my finger through her long, blonde hair. Sitting on the bed next to her, I caressed her tan back, starting at her shoulders.
It was definitely the greatest backrub I’ve ever given, driven by a deep need to fully relax Lacey so that she would be amenable to further activities. I started at the shoulders, working out and down until I hit the top of her panties. From there, I went back to her neck, out each arm, and down her back again, this time doing each leg. By the time I was done, Lacey was cooing and purring along, and I thought I smelled a faint whiff of pussy in the room.
When I finally finished her second foot, I moved back up her body, intending to start on her shoulders. I didn’t make it though, as she rolled over onto her back to face me.
“That was incredible,” she said, tilting her head to one side, although my vision was immediately drawn to her newly exposed breasts, which I drank in with abandon.
“Do you rub other things that well?” She asked, one finger lazily playing with her right nipple.
I nodded, and she took my hand, pulling me down on top of her. We kissed for the first time, deeply, and soon her tongue entered my mouth, meeting my own in a slow rolling dance.
My hands were busy holding up my weight, but hers slipped to my shirt, unbuttoning it, exposing my bare chest underneath. I had been doing manual labor all summer, and was extremely well-cut at this point, something Lacey quickly pointed out, before leaning in to suck on my nipple.
Her tongue rolled around it a few times, before I put a finger under her chin and lifted it.
“My turn” I whispered, and dove into her chest, worshipping at her udders like a famished calf. I pinched, poked, prodded, licked, suckled, felt and plucked my way all over her perfectly formed bosom, until finally she pulled my chin back up.
“I guess you do” she said, and we kissed again deeply, tasting our own salty sweat on the other’s tongue and lips. As we did, I shifted my body so that I was lying beside her, and my hand slipped down her body, to her thong.
I rubbed the edges at first, then dove deeper, intending to cup her quim with my hand. Instead, I found it soaking, and chuckled out “Enjoy the massage, did we?”
“I nearly came” she whispered back, and grabbed my hand, slamming it against her crotch, rubbing it all over, before finally leading it inside her cyan treasure hold.
At this point she released me, allowing my hand to explore on its own. I found her pussy shaven, always a big plus to me, but slightly stubbly. I rubbed it all over, feeling her sticky wetness, before finally settling down to split her pussy lips.
We were still kissing at this point, and as I finally touched her clit, she bit my lip, hard enough that blood was drawn. Realizing she was still close to orgasm, I wasted no time plunging my fingers in, my thumb clamped on her clit.
It took only a minute for her to cum, a small, soundless orgasm that was unrecognizable to anyone not with their hand pressed against her pussy. When she stopped convulsing, Lacey pulled my hand away, then reached down with both hands, removing her last stitch of closing, exposing the wet, sticky pussy that I had so far only felt.
“Now I’m naked, what about you?” I slipped off the bed and stood up, finishing unbuttoning my shirt and sliding it off. I didn’t move fast enough for this flaxen goddess, and she grabbed my belt, yanking me to the edge of the bed, before removing my belt, pants, and boxers in one quick yank.
My cock, which had been rockhard since I crossed the threshold to her room, immediately sprang to attention, and was engulfed in Lacey’s mouth. She suckled on me for only a moment, before coming up for air and looking me in the eye.
“Return the favor?” She said, still the cheery voice. I nodded, stepping out of my pants, and crawling onto the bed on top of her.
My cock draped in her face, and quickly returned to the warm, wet confines of Lacey’s mouth. My mouth was at her other end, blowing lightly on her pussy as my fingers flicked her clit. When she twitched a couple times, I dove in, licking and sucking her pussy lips.
I won’t lie and say she had the lips of a virgin. They weren’t pornstar disgusting, but they weren’t tight either, giving me a little something to chew on as I worked my fingers over her clit, making her cunt rise to meet me.
Despite her earlier orgasm, she came first, a warm wet spasm on my tongue and fingers. I propped myself up as she came down, my cock slipping from her lips for its own safety.
As she caught her breath, I turned around, and lowered myself back onto her, my cock resting against her thigh.
She smiled at me, pulled me in for a kiss, and whispered sweetly “Go ahead, put it in.”
I propped up on one elbow to do so, my cock sliding easily into her cunt due to her multiple orgasms. As I buried myself inside her, she let loose a groan of satisfaction, wrapping her legs around me.
I went slowly at first, until she grabbed my ass, yanking me into her, speeding my pace. We fucked faster and harder than I’d ever fucked a girl, and she came at least twice more before I finally plastered her insides with cum, something she’d demanded seconds before her last orgasm hit.
Now at this point, Lacey was the fourth girl I’d had sex with. The first was a one time, mutual cherry popping, that resulted in me cumming on her belly. The second was a college girl home for the summer after my senior year of high school, who’d made me wear a condom every time, which I’d found restricting. The third girl I’d dated after breaking up with Mary, and who’d let me come in her once, something I’d enjoyed, though the joy was short-lived when she immediately went into the bathroom to clean out. After that, we went back to condoms, something I despised.
Therefore, when I pulled out of Lacey, and she reached down and fingered herself, bringing out a dollop of cum to taste, and laying there full of my cum, I was extremely happy. This was on top of the fact I’d just bedded the hottest girl in school, totally sober.
I did sleep in Lacey’s room that night, thought she made me sneak out in the morning to ‘keep up appearances.’ This went on for about two weeks after our freshman residents arrived, before one of my charge’s turned me in for having a girl in my room, something I had busted him for a week before.
Though Lacey joked about being my boss, our real boss was a professional staffer who quickly called me into her office about the incident. I refused to name the name of the girl, something Lacey deeply appreciated, and something that probably would have destroyed our budding relationship. The woman who fired me knew it had to be someone in the building though, as all entries and exits were logged.
I was fired for the violation, and had to move back off-campus. Luckily my roommate from freshman and sophomore years hadn’t been able to fill my spot, and I moved back into my old room. Nico was a local, and had been able to hook us up with a very nice 3 bedroom house that we split. He was loaded, and actually convinced his parents to buy the house, which he then let me live in for half the rent I really should be paying. The catch was that I pretty much cleaned and maintained the place, but since my mother had forced me to do the same, it was a better deal than anywhere else.
I’d moved back in around the start of October, and now that Halloween was coming, Nico had decided to throw a big Halloween bash. Not wanting to clean up the house after it was trashed by a hundred drunk collegians, I tried to talk him out of it, but when he reminded me what coeds were like on Halloween, I relented.
That year Halloween was actually on a Saturday, so we planned our party on Friday, to beat the crowd. We went all out on decorations, stealing them from at least a dozen different houses to turn our place from a normal college crash pad to a fully haunted house.
Nico and I had both skipped classes on that Friday to decorate, aided by Nico’s girlfriend Stacey. Like I said, Nico was local, and he and Stacey had dated since High School. She was a talented dancer, and had decided to go to college at some dance school in NYC. She came home often though, and I was never surprised to see her stumbling around our apartment in the morning in one of Nico’s shirts, her cute little ass hanging out the back.
Stacey had always been determined to find me a nice girl, and though I resisted her setting me up with her and Nico’s high school friends, she did come in handy when I needed to convince a girl I was a nice guy. She hadn’t met Lacey yet, as this was her first visit to our humble abode since the semester started and I had captured that fine blonde specimen.
I was putting up black plastic in the hallway outside my room when I heard my cell phone ring. Picking it up, I saw a text from Lacey, wondering where I was. I checked the time, and realized I’d forgotten to mention my plan to not attend classes that day. In fact, I saw I should be joining her in my second class of the day. Sending her a message back that I was decorating, I put the phone in my pocket, I stepped back into the hallway.
It immediately buzzed again, and I was just opening it when Stacey walked past.
“Ooh, Is that Lacey?” She asked. Nosy girl. No wonder Nico never fooled around.
“Yes.” I answered, hoping she would let it go, but knowing she wouldn’t.
“Why isn’t she here?” Stacey had arrived the night before, and hadn’t met Lacey yet, to her obvious chagrin.
“She’s in class.” I finished my response of “You don’t have to” to Lacey’s message of “Do you want me to come over?” I hadn’t even gotten the phone back into my pocket when Lacey replied “I’ll take notes for you then!” Even in her texts, she was cheery.
I was just putting the “k” in “Ok” when Stacey snatched the phone from my hands.
Being a dancer, she was quick on her feet, and I had barely taken a step when Nico’s door slammed shut in my face. Realizing that any arguing would be fruitless as Stacey always thought she knew what was best, I went back to putting the plastic up, determined to cover Nico’s door before she came out.
Several minutes later, I was just measuring the piece to cover the door when it popped open and Stacey reappeared.
“She’s on her way” Stacey said, eminently pleased at herself.
“Why?” I asked, exasperated at her meddling.
“I told her who I was, and why she should come help. I guess she was bored in class, because she said ok. Why isn’t she here, by the way?”
“I figured Nico and I could handle it.”
“What about me?” Stacey whined. She seemed to think that the same tone worked with me as Nico, though it was more like nails on a chalkboard to my ears. Maybe that was the idea?
“You’re helping” I muttered, trying to go back to work, hoping to end the conversation there. Instead, I got a full blast of mothering, followed by me being forced to shower and change before Lacey got there.
I was just coming out of my room, hair still wet, when I heard our front door close. I poked my head down the stairs, and saw Lacey in our tiny foyer, talking to Stacey.
The tall blonde was dressed much more enticingly than any girl should be for class in late October. A tight, thin t-shirt did nothing but prove she didn’t have a bra on, as the cold breeze had penetrated it and pointed her nipples. Her jeans looked painted-on, and extenuated her long legs. She towered over Stacey, who was only 5’1″ or 5’2″.
They both turned to see me, and I got a smile from each, though indicating different things. Upset that I had been unable to moderate this conversation, I bounded down the stairs, freshly dressed in a clean t-shirt and khakis.
I was just about to say “Hi” to Lacey when she asked Stacey for the bathroom. Pointing her back up the stairs, she quipped a quick “Hi” and kissed my cheek as she passed me on her way up to our commode. Just her presence and a whiff of her scent put a smile on my face though.
As soon as she was out of earshot, my self-appointed dating coach blurted out “Wow, she is hot.” I watched Stacey stare at where Lacey had last been visible, thinking I should be the one with that look.
“I know.” I stated simply, suddenly proud of myself.
“I’m really excited about this one” Stacey chattered, before heading into our small kitchen.
I was about to follow here when I heard the bathroom door open. Lacey was a vision coming down the stairs, her unrestrained breasts bouncing with each footstep, big smile lighting up her face.
“So you skipped out on class with me for this?” She asked sweetly, flirting.
“Sorry. Didn’t realize this lecture was so important. Nico and I needed to decorate.”
“Yeah I know Nico, but who’s she?” Lacey asked, confused.
“Stacey. She’s Nico’s girlfriend. They’re local, so she’s over here a lot, when she’s not at school. She didn’t introduce herself?”
“No. Where does she go?”
“Some school in New York. She’s a dance major.”
“That’s awesome. I wanted to be a dancer, til these got in the way.” She cupped her breasts to accentuate her last point, and I nearly swallowed my tongue. She knew she did it to me, and leaned in for another kiss. The girl was such a tease.
Our conversation continued until I led her into the kitchen, where the four of us chatted, then decorated until 8. At that point, the place was ready, and Stacey and Lacey both needed to go change. As they departed, I heard them still chatting, then giggling. Worried as to why, I tried to listen, but came up empty as the front door slammed as the girls departed.
Nico and I had colluded on our costumes, and decided to go as those dapper Italian plumbers, Mario and Luigi. Nico was more portly built than me, and got to be Mario. Stacey was supposed to join us as Princess Toadstool, but was unable to find a suitable costume, and was trying to find something else to wear. Lacey had been coy when we’d asked earlier, and I actually wondered whether she’d had one. I knew she wasn’t the type to dress up together, so I didn’t press that point.
People started showing up around 10. Nico and I were staying sober so as to manage our fete, but we’d prepped ourselves with Mountain Dew and Red Bull in order to keep our energy up.
I was working the bar while Nico mingled when Stacey joined us. Apparently Lacey had mentioned looking for old bridesmaid dresses to her, and she had come across the perfect pink one. She’d also picked up a wig, as her normal chin-length hair, dyed such a dark shade of red that was almost purple, wasn’t what Nintendo had shown us as children.
She and I chuckled, comparing outfits, joking about finding magic mushrooms. Finally, she grabbed my arm, nails digging in.
“Where’s Lacey?” She asked, and I shrugged. The thought of her being absent had nagged at the back of my mind all night.
“Give me your phone.” I handed her my cell, and she quickly whisked away, poofy pink skirts following. Unable to abandon the bar, I waited for Stacey to return.
A few minutes later she came back, grinning. “She’s on her way. She had to wait for some friends. She said her outfit requires it.”
I was too busy pouring beers and drinks to respond, but nodded, wondering what Lacey meant about it “requires it.”
About twenty minutes later, I got my answer. I was just pouring two semi-intoxicated freshman girls their second beer of the night, and probably their last, when I heard a voice say “You got a license to dispense that liquor, buddy?”
I looked up to see a cop outfit that could single-handedly end crime. Lacey was obviously going for ‘slutty cop’, and succeeding. Her blonde hair was tucked up in a bun under her standard police cap. Her clothing was one piece, buttons in the front that showed a black lacey bra underneath, shorts that barely covered her ass, and fishnet stockings down to stiletto boots. A plastic nightstick was in her hands. I involuntarily let loose a long whistle, before meeting her eyes.
“No m’am, I guess you’re going to have to take me in.” I smiled at her, a stirring in my pants.
“Hmm, that’s too bad.” She motioned for me to come out from behind the bar, and I yelled to Nico, who had just entered the room.
As he stepped up behind Lacey he mouthed “Holy Fuck!” and said his hello’s. Squeezing past me, we switched places.
Staying in character, Lacey took her cuffs from her belt, she cuffed my right wrist. She then cuffed her left, linking us together.
“Let’s go, criminal.”
Never so happy to be in cuffs, I followed her out to the dance floor, where she proceeded to grind on me so boldly I nearly felt raped.
That only lasted a few dances, before I made a “drink” motion, and we headed back to the bar.
The crowd had grown on Nico, but I pushed my way to the bar and caught his eye. Stepping over, he said quickly “Can you help for a bit?”
I answered by raising my cuffed hand. Lacey’s came too, and she smiled.
Nico shook his head, grinning, and said “What would you like officer?”
“Beer’s fine” she answered. We didn’t socialize a lot together, so I really didn’t know her drink habits, but she earned points for not ordering a complex and sickly sweet drink.
Nico handed her a bottle, and she quickly sipped it, before placing the ice cold bottle against her neck.
Her thirst refreshed, she jumped back into character, her voice a stern growl. “So, you’re a plumber, right.”
“Uh huh. That’s my brother there. We’re both in the business.”
“Hmm, maybe we can work something out then. Do you think you could unclog some pipes for me?” As she said that, she licked her lips seductively.
“Sh-sure m’am. Where would these pipes be?”
“Well in my room, of course. Or maybe yours.” Unable to continue, she giggled and took another sip, before returning us to the dance floor.
We rotated between the dance floor and bar for another couple hours, before finally going upstairs, which was cordoned off, for a breather.
Our second floor had a back porch that hung out over the back yard, and we went out there, letting our bodies cool down from the house, which was a furnace from all the moving bodies. The cuffs came off too, as they’d started to dig into our wrists.
It didn’t take long before Lacey was on my lap, and we were making out. I’d just reached second base when I heard the creaky screen door that led out to the porch groan its movement, and turned to see Nico and Stacey stepping out, both with shit-eating grins.
“Uh, if you’re here, who’s in charge?” I asked Nico, half-jokingly, but concerned for our place’s safety.
“BJ’s got it. He wants to show off his bartending skills.” BJ was a friend of ours who had attended bartending school, hoping to impress chicks. So far all he’d learned was how to pour though, though he was stingy with the booze, and slow to make drinks.
“So everyone should sober up soon, right?” I shifted my body so Lacey could button her shirt back up, before the other couple got a view.
“Yup. That’s the plan.” Nico sat on the other side of the picnic table we’d parked out there, and lit up a cigar. A true aficionado, he was the only college kid I knew who had a fridge that was full of cigars, not booze.
Stacey quickly swiped the stogey from him, and they shared the cancer stick, blowing puffs of smoke out into the night.
Lacey watched them, interested, still perched on my lap, her hands around my neck. Finally she leaned over and plucked the cigar from Stacey’s hands, and took a puff.
Surprised she smoked cigars, my intuition was proved correct when one puff led to a coughing fit that made her stand up and lean over the porch.
I tried not to laugh, leaving that to Nico and Stacey. Standing up, I rubbed my blonde companion’s back until she got her breath back.
“It looks so easy” she vocalized, sitting back down.
“You can’t inhale like you do with cigs” Stacey said, demonstrating.
Lacey nodded, taking the cigar back for a second puff. This one was lighter, and she blew the smoke out, proud of herself. She then leaned in to kiss me, but I put my finger on her lips.
“No way. I don’t want to taste your ashtray breath.” I said jokingly, knowing that I had my own stash in Nico’s fridge.
“Fine” Lacey said defiantly. “Will someone else kiss me then?”
Stacey giggled, and leaned over the table, puckering. Lacey giggled, and leaned over, giving her a peck.
Nico’s eyes met mine, and I saw that we both had the same thought.
Further activities were spoiled though, as I caught sight of an unfamiliar person in our upstairs hallway, which was out of bounds. Jumping to my feet, I hurried inside and found not a thief, but a drunk who thought he was outside. Leading him back downstairs and finding his friends, I sent them all on their way, not wanting to deal with him.
Going back upstairs, I found Nico at the top of the stairs.
“Everything ok?” He asked, ripe for action.
“Yeah, just a lost drunk” I shrugged, heading towards the porch. I didn’t get there though, as Nico grabbed my overalls, holding me back.
“Let them talk” he said, whispering. “Maybe it’ll go somewhere.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, not following.
“Stacey’s pretty drunk, and she told me earlier that she’d go les for Lacey.” The desperate hope in Nico’s voice was readily evident.
“So you get a threesome and I get nothing?” I said, worried.
“No way man. We just get to watch them. Tell me you wouldn’t want to see that.”
Careful not to admit that I had had improper thoughts about his girlfriend, and thinking Nico was way out in left field on the situation, I patted Nico’s shoulder as I said “Sure man. It’s worth a shot. Let’s go kick people out.”
We spent the next hour shutting down the party and doing a quick clean up, throwing out half-full cups of beer and making sure our place wouldn’t stink too bad the next day. That task completed, we headed back upstairs to see what the cop and princess had gotten up to.
Nico’s door was cracked, and he ducked his head in to see Stacey’s dress and wig on his floor, but no Stacey. Shrugging, we checked my room, and found no one. The third bedroom was shut and locked, leaving only the bathroom. That’s right, we’d refused to provide facilities during our party, encouraging guys to piss in our back yard and girls to hold it. We figured it kept people from drinking too much, or staying too long. It was Halloween, there were tons of parties.
The bathroom door was locked, but a knock and shout got a response from Stacey. Leaving Nico to deal with his drunk girlfriend, I realized Lacey was still on the back porch, and opened that door to see her nursing the butt end of the cigar, its ash just burning out. She smiled, showing me the remnants of the cigar.
“Finish that yourself?” I asked, sitting down beside her and wrapping my arms around her.
“No, Stacey smoked most of it. She’s pretty drunk you know.” I could hear a slight slur in her voice, and realized this was the most drunk I’d seen this vixen since freshman year, when Mary’d had to hold her hair back more than once in the months we’d dated.
“Ready for bed?” I asked, the night finally catching up with me.
“Shurr.” She responded, grinding her ass back against me.
I helped her to her feet, and was just opening the door for her when the bathroom door opened as well.
The first thing we saw was Stacey’s naked ass, then the rest of her body, clad only in a t-shirt that was pulled up to her belly button. Her legs were wrapped around Nico’s waist, and her arms around his neck, and her tongue was shoved deep down his throat. He could only shrug as he moseyed his way down the hallway to his room.
“That was hot.” Lacey whispered, and pressed her breasts against my back. I reached back and up her shorts, feeling the thong she was wearing, soaked.
“Is that sweat or something else?” I asked, stroking the flesh where it was cut into by the thong and shorts.
“Something else” she cooed. “These shorts are a little too small, and have been rubbing into me all night. I’ve been wet the whole time.”
This was all the invitation I needed, and quickly led her down the hallway to my room. My door was adjacent to Nico’s, and we looked in to see Stacey straddling Nico, mid-coitus.
“Wow” Lacey cooed, and I stopped to watch myself. I had seen Stacey in nearly nothing plenty of times, but never completely naked. She had a tight little body, and obviously was enjoying Nico’s cock as she bounced up and down on it.
I reached back and felt Lacey’s pussy again, feeling it get even wetter. I turned halfway to see her reaction, and saw her licking her lips, her ultimate indicator of arousal.
Intending to get mine, I quickly keyed my door and opened it, pulling the leggy blonde into my private place in order to get into hers.
It didn’t take long before I was on top of her, driving my cock deep into her sopping wet cunt. Fifteen or twenty seconds, actually. Overalls are remarkably easy to remove, and her outfit was only four buttons from nudity. This, combined with our need for fornication, combined to be the shortest foreplay I’ve ever been involved with.
Our fucking was raw and unbridled, two people obsessed with getting off. It didn’t take long before she came for the first of what I’d hoped would be many orgasms that night. She’d been on duty in the dorm the weekend before, so we hadn’t spent a night together in almost two weeks. I intended to release all that pent up energy and cum before I went to sleep that night, and anything I failed to get out the next morning.
Lacey was of the same mind, and we fucked longer and harder than I ever had before, our fucking finally ended when I busted a nut deep inside her pussy, as she hit her second big orgasm. We lay there, exhausted, our bodies covered in sweat and love juices, completely spent.
After I caught my breath, I leaned over to kiss her, and heard giggling in my doorway. We both turned to see Stacey and Nico watching us. Stacey was only wearing one of Nico’s long t-shirts, and the bottom of her pussy was peeking out underneath, no panties in evidence. Nico was behind her in only boxers, his cockhead creeping out of the flyhole.
“Were you guys watching us?” Lacey cooed, her giant breasts still heaving next to me.
“Uh-huh. You guys were really into it.” Stacey said, her fingers playing with the bottom of the t-shirt.
“He does that to me” Lacey said, her fingers stroking my bare chest.
There was a moment of awkward silence, as if no one knew what to say. Finally Lacey took the initiative, and reached out her long, slim arm towards Stacey, beckoning her. The tiny redhead sauntered over, and Lacey pulled her between us. I slid back, giving Nico’s fucktoy room as she lay on the bed next to my statuesque blonde, facing her.
Lacey took the initiative again, and cupped Stacey’s cheek, pulling her mouth in for a long, deep kiss.
At this point, I heard a loud groan, and turned to see Nico, still in the doorway, watching the two beauties lock lips. He was so focused on them that he didn’t notice me watching him for a minute. When he finally did, he gave a big smile, and thumbs-up.
As the two coeds made out on my bed, I felt a little like a third wheel, and backed off my bed, moving to the chair I kept in my room. I sat there, completely naked, my dick covered in Lacey and my combined juices, watching her play tonsil hockey with my roommate’s girlfriend.
I didn’t watch it for long, as Lacey broke the kiss, and tugged at Stacey’s shirt. The tiny girl obliged, and let the taller blonde pull it over her head, leaving both girls completely naked. This taken care of, they went back to kissing, but now, hands were roaming over bodies.
I compared and contrasted their bodies as they did. Lacey was much taller, obviously, with longer and thicker limbs, tanned to a golden sheen. Stacey was smaller, thinner, and lighter, her skin nearly untouched by the sun. Lacey was blessed with two breasts that looked big enough to feed the world, topped with big aureoles and big fat nipples that just begged to be sucked. Stacey wasn’t flat, but calling her a b-cup was probably generous. Her small handfuls were topped with those small nipples that I thought only Asian women had. Where they matched was between their legs, as both were shaved, which surprised me. Stacey dyed her hair some many colors and so often that I’d figure she’d want to show it off down there too. Maybe this was just easier than trying to keep up with her head.
As I drank in the sight of these beautiful women fondling each other, I felt myself start to harden again. Unsure as to what protocol was in a situation like this, I saw Nico fixing himself, his cock pointing straight at the women across the room.
I was just considering whether to start fondling when Lacey broke her kiss with Stacey just long enough to purr “Baby, come fuck me.” I jumped to my feet, trying to figure out how to get this done.
I slid in by Lacey, and leaned down, kissing the breast that Stacey’s hand was currently covering. Lacey moaned, and Stacey noticed, cupping the breast more so I could suck harder.
I broke my lock on Lacey’s nipple and motioned to Nico to come join me. He looked to Stacey for approval, and she pinched her own breasts, her mouth joining mine on Lacey’s other milk-holder.
As I sucked on Lacey’s nipple, my tongue running circles around it, my hand went down for her pussy. Sticking a finger in, I felt her still full of my cum, her pussy a sticky mess. I pulled my finger out and started to rub her clit when I felt something warm down there. Turning my head, I saw that Stacey had abandoned her post, and was now staring Lacey in the pussy. Wanting to watch, I twisted my body so that I had a great view of Stacey staring at what I figured was her first pussy.
Nico was behind Stacey, fondling her breasts, kissing her neck, when she whispered “Go suck her titty.” Nico quickly shifted, joining me in sucking a tit while watching his girlfriend.
She tentatively reached out her right hand, stroking Lacey’s pussy, feeling her sticky wetness. She rubbed Lacey’s lips, opening her pussy, exposing the gooeyness inside. Her left hand came up, and took over, her right thumb moving to Lacey’s clit, stimulating that sensitive place as her fingers spread Lacey wide open.
It felt like slow motion as Stacey leaned in, her tongue licking a long trail from the bottom of Lacey’s pussy all the way to the top. I knew she was licking up some of my cum, and groaned a little. My groan was nothing compared to Lacey’s though, as the combined stimulation by the three of us was causing her hips to thrust up into Stacey’s face.
After the single lick, the tiny redhead was content to just stick to her hands, and quickly drove Lacey over the edge of orgasm. Once the blonde calmed down, Stacey leaned in, and started to suck on Lacey’s pussy lips, chewing at the flesh as I had done many times. I assisted the smaller girl by grabbing Lacey’s thigh, pulling her open, and Nico did the same, opening my bedmate wide open for his to pleasure.
Stacey seemed to know what she was doing, as I think all girls do, and used her mouth to quickly drive Lacey back over the edge, into her third big orgasm of the night. This left the bosomy blonde breathless, and she pushed Stacey’s head away as she struggled to catch her breath from it.
Her job apparently done, Stacey kissed back up Lacey’s body until the two girls’ lips met again, Stacey passing Lacey the taste of both herself and me. Nico and I had backed off now, unsure as to the girls’ next actions. Lacey was apparently still in control, because she pulled Stacey up and up, until the tiny girl was crouched over Lacey’s face, her pussy directly over Lacey’s waiting mouth.
Where Stacey was a bit tentative and unsure, Lacey was direct and apparently experienced. As Nico and I watched, she quickly had her mouth cupped on Stacey’s pussy, her hands behind Stacey’s body, cupping her cute little ass.
Nico looked at me and shrugged, moving in to suck on his girlfriend’s nipple. This caused her to arch her back, and she grabbed Nico’s head, pulling him to her. Her other hand stretched out towards me, and when it felt my face, pulled me towards her. Understanding her unspoken orders, I latched on the other nipple, sucking it as well.
Lacey had been remarkably silent minutes earlier, when Stacey was eating her out. I attributed that to the hard, loud fucking I had given her earlier. Stacey; however, was in full throat, yelps and curses filling the room as she received the same treatment.
Lacey licked and sucked her through several orgasms, until finally Stacey fell back, her head resting on Lacey’s upper thigh, Nico’s and my mouths left empty. As she caught her breath, Lacey propped herself up on her elbows.
Her mouth was covered in a sheen of Stacey’s juices, though I knew none of Nico’s cum was there. He had confided in me that Stacey refused to let him cum in her, instead, using a nasty towel kept just for that purpose.
Lacey looked over at me and smiled, so I leaned in and kissed her, wondering if I was to remain only an extra in the proceedings. I turned and saw Nico doing the same to Stacey, who had a big smile on her face now.
Lacey was still in control, and reached out and lightly twisted one of Stacey’s nipples, and received a yelp and her full attention in response.
“I want a cock in me now” my blonde companion said, stroking my cock to accentuate the point.
“Mmm, me too” Stacey cooed, though she soundly full satisfied already.
Lacey released my cock, and slid out from under Stacey’s body. She grabbed my hand, pulling me down to the floor. There, facing the other couple still on the bed, she knelt down on all fours, her pussy presenting a nice target from behind.
Moving behind her, I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy, and then entered her, more concerned with my own need for pleasure than with the fact the other couple was still in the room.
As I worked up my rhythm, Lacey motioned Stacey to come down to the floor, and she did, standing over the taller girl.
“Be a good girl and present yourself” Lacey purred, her words punctuated by the slap-slap of my body against hers.
Stacey did, kneeling down only a foot or so from Lacey’s head, and pointing her ass up at Nico, who was still on the bed. He quickly scrambled to join, entering his girlfriend’s freshly eaten pussy with one stroke, and coming to rhythm as well.
Knowing that I would last awhile after dropping one load in my curvy companion already, I decided to drink in the situation. I inspected Stacey’s body, felt every part of Lacey’s, and watched Nico’s cock penetrate his girlfriend mere feet from me.
At first the two girls were more focused on their own pleasure, but soon they remembered each other, and I felt Lacey starting to crawl forward a little. Doing little more than making sure my cock stayed in its hole, I followed, but I was more impressed when Lacey’s other end starting making out with Stacey.
The two girls were both getting fucked doggy-style, but still found it in themselves to make out with each other. Impressed with their coordination, I fucked Lacey even harder, watching her ass jiggle as I filled her pussy with cock.
This continued for several minutes, the girls alternating their kissing with moans and groans. Finally Lacey seemed to want something else, and she lurched forward, my cock falling out of her. She pulled Stacey up with her, and they kneeled there, kissing, jilling each other. AS they did, I could see that Lacey was slowly rotating them, until finally, Stacey’s ass was towards me, and Lacey’s towards Nico.
Once we were aligned, Lacey broke her kiss with Stacey, and kissed down her body, until her hands hit the floor. Now on all fours, Lacey crawled backwards. When she felt Nico’s cock bump against her ass, she reached back, grasping him in her hand. She lined him up with her pussy, and backed up, his cock sinking deep into her pussy. She groaned her satisfaction, and started to rock back onto his cock, fucking herself on him.
Stacey looked fairly surprised by Lacey’s actions, and slightly unsettled by the fact this blonde goddess now had her boyfriend’s cock inside her. I think Nico knew it, too, because he was focused on the point where his cock entered Lacey, not looking up to meet his girlfriend’s eyes.
Attempting to soften the blow, I moved up behind Stacey, wrapped my arm around her, and kissed her stomach. Arousal trumped jealousy, and I felt her melt against me, her cute little ass rubbing back against my cock.
She turned to face me and whispered “I don’t want rug burn.” With that, she settled down onto her back, and opened her legs for me, inviting me to enter her.
I knew I would be only the second cock to enter Stacey. Nico had previously admitted popping her cherry, and was sure that I would give her something different she would remember.
Crouching down over her, I looked her in the eyes as I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy, before sinking in. I saw her eyes widen, surprised by the girth of my cock. Her pussy was so familiar to Nico’s size that something bigger, like mine apparently was, was something new and enticing. She was much tighter than Lacey, something that was a pleasant distraction I was happy to enjoy.
Looking her in the eyes the whole time, I proceeded to fuck the small redhead deeply, knowing she would remember this as her second ‘first’ fuck.
Though I enjoyed fucking her missionarily, I knew that I could make use of her small size, so as she widened up to accept me deeper, I reached under her, cupped her ass, and agilely rolled over, leaving her on top in a cowgirl position. I held her hips, forcing her to rock back and forth, rather than up and down, and saw her lips form an ‘o’ as she reaped the benefits of this motion.
I turned my head back to see Nico still spearing Lacey from behind, his hands reaching around her body to cup her massive tits.
Turning my attention back to Stacey, I dug in, determined to give her a fucking she wouldn’t forget. Using every trick I knew, I finally sent Nico’s girl on a fireworks ride by holding her still with one hand, using my other to rub her clit, and thrusting my hips up into her.
The site of this gorgeous little redheaded doll blowing all her circuits was too much, and I felt myself testing the fuses as well. Knowing full well her ban on using her as an ejaculate receptacle, I kept going full speed, and just as her body began to shiver in the throes of an orgasm to remember, I blasted my second load of the night deep into her womb.
The look on her face betrayed her surprise at my actions, but the orgasm was too much, and she collapsed in my arms, passed out.
Setting her down lightly, I pulled my cum-slicked cock from her tight little pussy with a plop. Turning towards the still-fucking couple behind me, I saw Lacey looked at my cum-covered cock and lick her lips.
Not wanting to leave the lady wanting, I moved in, putting Lacey on a cockspit as she drew my cock into her mouth, cleaning off my cum, Stacey’s juices, and I’m sure some of her juices.
After two cums, my dick didn’t harden that easily, but Lacey did everything she could, and the way she sucked cock, that was a lot. Finally a little usage of her tongue on the sensitive spot between my balls inside my sac did it, and my hardening cock was quickly swallowed into her mouth.
Her blowjob only lasted thirty seconds after that, as Nico starting grunting, and slowed down his fucking, intending to pull out. Knowing what that meant, Lacey quickly turned, both cocks popping out of her, and swallowed his juicy cock, deepthroating him so quickly he could do nothing but blow his balls deep inside her mouth. As he did, she reached behind her, trying to find my cock to fill her hole.
I was surprised by her actions, since she had always let me cum in her, but recovered as her hand touched my cock, leading it to her pussy. I entered her slowly, just holding myself inside as she cleaned off Nico.
His balls now apparently empty, he looked exhausted, and moved over to join his girl, who was now sleeping peacefully on my floor. Picking her up, he silently carried her out of the room, turning back to smile at what had just occurred all over my room.
Lacey was apparently still not satisfied, and continued to let me fuck her from behind. As I watched my cock disappearing repeatedly into her slit, my eye caught on her asshole, puckering with each thrust.
Deciding to see what this wild girl would allow, I licked my finger, and stuck it up in there. She groaned her response, and I decided to try her third hole for the first time.
Without speaking, I held her hips stationary, pulling out of her, and lining up my well-slicked cock with her backdoor. Pushing hard against her, I felt her exhale deeply, as I slid into her tight pink starfish.
While Lacey’s pussy was pretty loose, her ass was extremely tight, and I enjoyed the sensation of her muscles pushing back against my fleshy invader. I felt her shift her weight, and I saw her starting to jill herself again as I ass-fucked her.
Even though I had come twice already and we’d just started, the unbelievable sensations of this forbidden action, combined with my remembrance of the night, and the fact this goddess was allowing me to do this to her, shortened my stamina significantly, and soon I was ready to cum.
Though Lacey had let me fuck her ass, she obviously wasn’t satisfied to let me cum up there, and as I went to cum, she pulled me out, and shoved me deep into her pussy, where I blew my smaller third load of the night.
With that load went all my energy and I slumped down, as did Lacey once she finished enjoying the sensation of my semen inside her vagina.
Still naked, crotches coated in other’s juices, and her probably leaking my cum, we crawled into bed and passed out, exhausted from a long day. I thought I was in heaven that night, though Lacey was going to show me that scenes like this seemed to follow her wherever she went.