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44. Piper Learns To Share

Piper Learns to Share - Group Sex

College couple copulates with another couple.

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Just your average, everyday, college-aged, couple-swap story. For the record, my working title for this one was 'Evil Roommate.' Pretty sure that sums it up nicely. Enjoy!

My freshman year of college, I met the love of my life.

His name was Daniel Abelson. We met during class and, afterwards, he walked me back to my dorm. He was super cute with light brown hair and a warm smile. Even in that short twenty minutes, I felt something. A spark. A connection.

The next week we went out to dinner at a fancy sushi place in Brookline. We talked like we'd known each other forever. Danny made me laugh, but he was also a great listener and he seemed to understand me in a way I'd never experienced before.

After our date, Danny once again walked me back to my dorm. It was a Saturday night and the streets were full of drunk kids stumbling around. It didn't matter. My whole universe in that moment was just me and Danny.

I had dressed in something not too nice, but not too casual. A dark skirt with dark hose and a bright pink sweater. My blonde hair held back by a black headband. Danny was wearing a striped dress shirt and khakis. He always dressed well, actually, even when he was only going to class.

"Did you have a nice night?" Danny asked. He was anxious and it was adorable. He ran his hands through his short, brown hair. I could see his bright green eyes flitting behind his thin-framed glasses.

"I enjoyed tonight quite a bit," I said, smiling genuinely.

"I'm gonna puke!" some dude-bro yelled, and promptly vomited into a planter about five feet away from me. His friends all rushed over to help him.

"Well, mostly anyway," I said. We both laughed.

Danny put his hand on my shoulder. I didn't push it away. He leaned forward. Pressed his lips to mine. Oh God. It wasn't my first kiss, but it was electric. Danny was about five foot eight, only a few inches taller than me, and I found that he was exactly the right height for kissing. I wrapped my arms around him as we continued. Danny was thin, but he felt strong in my arms. Defined.

"Wooo! Go get her!" some drunk girl shouted, and I knew she was calling us out.

"Sorry," I said to Danny, as we broke apart.

"Don't be," Danny said. "Look, Piper, I hope I'm not being too forward, but I really like you."

"I like you too," I said. I felt my cheeks go hot but I didn't care.

I went up to my dorm room that night knowing I'd found something special. Danny wasn't only a guy. He was The One.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind. Danny took me to my first baseball game, and we saw the Red Sox beat the Royals. He bought me a Sale jersey and a pink hat with a dark navy "B" on it. I wore that hat almost every day after.

I brought him to the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, and we spent hours wandering around and looking at the paintings. We got tickets to the BSO and saw them perform, as well. Constantly we challenged each other, inspired each other. It was amazing.

Our kissing time expanded as well. Our short goodnights outside turned into full-on make-out sessions. Sometimes we went to Danny's room, but usually we went up to mine because my roommate was rarely around. Like I said, I wasn't totally chaste in high school, but Danny was the first boy to kiss my bare breasts and he was the first boy I ever made cum. He groaned and exploded, warm and sticky, over my hands as I stroked him. I felt like a goddess.

Danny's birthday was in October, the same day as our one-month anniversary. I didn't want to be sappy, but I took him out to a fancy restaurant on Newbury Street.

"This place is amazing," Danny said as we sat down. He grabbed his menu and I marveled at how clean his hands were. Even the nails looked buffed and polished. My boyfriend was fastidious in a way that sometimes drove me crazy but also made me like him even more.

We were both too young to have wine with dinner, so we got Diet Cokes. I ordered salmon and Danny got the steak. Such a boy.

"You didn't have to go to all this trouble, Piper," Danny said. He was wearing his usual khakis and a dress shirt, but he had a yellow sweater on over it. The world was already getting colder.

"Of course I did," I said, "You don't turn nineteen every day. I just wish your parents could have been here."

"Really? You want to meet my parents?" Danny asked, "I'm not even sure I want that and they're my parents."

Danny was always joking about his Mom and Dad. They were both doctors in North Canton, Ohio and they were sticklers for perfection. Danny was their only child, and so he bore the brunt of a lot of that.

"I want to know everything about you," I told Danny, meaning it.

"Well, it started one day when I was a tiny sperm..."

"Not funny," I said, and playfully slapped him on the shoulder.

"What about you?" Danny asked. "I don't get the life story of Piper Stewart?"

"Ugh, I'm so boring," I said, "Grew up near New Haven. I have a doofy older brother who's going to school at Northwestern. Dad's a biologist, Mom's an accountant. Blah blah blah blah blah."

"What about teenaged Piper, hm? I'm sure you got up to all kinds of trouble when you were younger," Danny said.

I had the feeling he was asking me about my sex life, and it made me a little uncomfortable. Honestly, I'd already told him everything about myself. But if I hadn't, I mean, it wasn't any of his business. If he'd had a super serious high school girlfriend or whatever I didn't care. I was with him, now. He was with me. It seemed silly to obsess about the past.

"You know all my secrets," I said, "I made the honor roll in high school and played the clarinet. Not exactly Dark Piper, here."

"Half a joint in the girls' locker room," Danny said, recounting what I'd already admitted to him, "Jumped a turnstile in New York City when you were about to miss the train. Have two dead bodies in the basement at home," Danny said.

"Three," I said, "Soon to be four if you're not careful."

"If I have to die, I'd love for it to be by your hand," Danny said. I know it sounds weird, but in the moment, I thought it was the most romantic thing anyone had ever said to me.

After dinner, we splurged on an Uber home. We sat in the backseat of the luxury sedan, kissing the whole way. Danny slid his hand onto my breast, and I didn't stop him. Neither of us cared that the driver had a heck of a view.

We got out at my dorm and rode the elevator up to my floor. My room was empty, thank God. Danny kept kissing me. Our tongues entwined. I pulled his sweater over his head and he began to unbutton my blouse. He looked at my breasts, encased in their white bra, like they were made of gold.

We fell back on the bed. I reached for Danny's belt buckle and shimmied off his khakis. His tartan boxer briefs tented with his erection. Danny slid his hands under my bra and squeezed my pinprick-tight, pink nipples. I reached into the fly of his boxers and felt his hardness fill my hands. We both chorused a long, low groan.

"I want this," Danny said, "I want you."

"I want you, too," I said. He was kissing my neck and I knew that wonderful mouth would be on my breasts soon.

"Like, I mean, I want you want you," Danny said.

"Here?" I asked. "Now?"

"Soon," Danny said.

I pushed his shoulders back so he could see me. So, my boyfriend could watch my deep blue eyes as I told him the truth. "I want that, too." Danny grinned like a little boy opening his Christmas gifts. He was so cute. "But not here. Not like this."

"OK," Danny said, "Give me some time to think about it."

"Let me inspire you," I said. I grabbed his cock again, my fingers too small to wrap all the way around it, and began to stroke my boyfriend. Danny groaned. He leaned back and watched me as I worked him.

BANG!

The door to my dorm room flew open. Danny jumped and quickly tucked his penis back in his boxers. I didn't have time to button up my shirt, but at least my bra was still on.

My roommate, Anna, stepped in. She saw what we were up to and gave us both a lewd grin. She looked like she'd been drinking a bit, and she leaned against the door frame.

"Sorry to interrupt cuddle time," Anna said, her southern twang taking over. "But I need to crash."

"No problem," Danny said, pulling up his pants, "I was actually about to head out."

"Yes, I'll bet," Anna said. She gave Danny a congratulatory punch on the shoulder as he left the room. "Looks like she was about to give you one heck of a goodnight kiss."

I haven't mentioned my roommate to this point because she wasn't really a part of my life. Anna was tall, even a few inches taller than Danny. She had dark brown hair and a curvy body with very prominent, um, parts. She was my age, but to me she looked like a woman while I was still only a girl. Certainly, boys never looked at me the way they drooled over my roommate.

Anna was loud and crude. She made a hobby out of making rude comments just to watch me blush. Despite all that, though, I liked Anna. Kind of envied her, honestly. She was funny and outgoing. She could be a jerk sometimes, but she was my jerk, you know?

For example, that very night -- well after Danny had left and we were each in our own sad, small single beds -- Anna rolled over and asked, "Is he treating you right?"

"Danny? Oh yes," I said, "Very much so."

"If he ever does anything wrong, you tell me. Colt and I will kick his ass."

Colt was Anna's boyfriend and the reason I almost never saw her. The two of them were hot and heavy for as long as I'd known her. Colt was an upperclassman with his own apartment, and Anna was over there most of the time. It was probably for the best. We were just two very different people.

Still, I appreciated Anna's offer to stand up for me. Not that I needed the help. Danny was incapable of doing something that would hurt me.

The next morning, Danny texted me that he had a plan for our special Saturday. I spent the entire week anticipating what was to come. I saw him around class, and we met for lunch a couple times. No matter how much I cajoled him, though, Danny wouldn't tell me what he had up his sleeve. He just smiled at me coyly and told me I had to wait to find out.

Saturday morning, I woke up early and showered. I still felt weird being naked in the big, public shared bathroom in the middle of our dorm, but it's not like I had another option. When I was done, I went back to my room to get dressed. Anna was in there, for once, and we chatted while I got ready for my big day. I noticed her glancing up at my body a couple times as we talked. Nothing inappropriate, but she did seem to check me out a couple times and it made me self-conscious. I wondered if my roommate might be bi. Not that such a thing bothered me. People should feel free to be themselves, you know?

"Big night tonight?" Anna asked. When she was sober, her southern accent wasn't as pronounced, but she still had it.

"Date with Danny," I said. I pulled on my sexiest pair of underwear, a black thong with a matching, lacy bra with half-cups that barely covered my nipples.

"I bet," Anna said.

"Are you and Colt doing anything?" I asked. I took my dress -- also black, with exposed shoulders and a hem that came down above mid-thigh -- and pulled it up over my shoulders. I turned around and asked Anna to zip up the back. She put her hand on my hip as she did so. Again, almost appraising.

"I'm sure Colt'll come by at some point," Anna said.

I sat on my bed and pulled on dark hose and a pair of black heels. They weren't precipitously sharp, but high enough that I got some lift. Then I went to the mirror and did my makeup. I looked myself up and down. Not bad at all.

When I turned around, I saw Anna was eyeing me with a knowing smirk.

"Somebody's getting laid tonight," she said, barely able to stifle a giggle.

"What? No! We're just having a nice night out," I said. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. This wasn't an appropriate thing to discuss with my roommate.

"I hope you primped that pussy as well as the rest of you," Anna said.

I stared down at the ground. I had trimmed a little, just for decorum's sake. Now I wondered if I should have done the whole thing. Would Danny want me to be shaved? It wasn't the sort of thing that came up in conversation.

"You are so cute," Anna said, "Piper's First Plowing. You should video it for posterity."

"Ha ha," I said, "Maybe you and Colt do that kind of thing, but Danny and I are romantic."

"Ah yes, the romance," Anna said, "Colt will bring over a six-pack, we'll watch porn on his iPad, and then we'll screw till sunup."

"Enjoy," I said. I straightened my dress. I knew Anna was only teasing me, seeing if she could get a reaction. But sometimes she went too far.

"Maybe we'll do it on your bed this time," Anna said, "Change it up."

"Please don't," I said, my voice quiet. Pleading.

"Colt says he likes the way your sheets smell," Anna said. Her eyes were distant, like she was watching it all happen in front of her.

My phone buzzed. Danny was downstairs waiting for me.

"Have fun," Anna said as I grabbed my little clutch purse, "Hope you packed lots of condoms!"

I laughed at her joke. On the elevator down, though, I realized I hadn't brought any protection. I didn't think my boyfriend had any diseases, but I wasn't on the pill either and that could be a problem.

Would Danny bring some? I decided I would ask if we could stop somewhere and pick up a pack. Just to be safe.

My conversation with Anna had left me a little shaken. But as soon as I saw Danny, all that washed away. It was just me and my handsome, perfect boyfriend. He was wearing a light, navy sweater over a checked blue-white dress shirt and slate slacks. He pressed his glasses up to his face when he saw me. We kissed, hard, right there on the sidewalk.

We went up the Common and walked around the pond, just enjoying each other's company. It was still warm enough for there to be ducks on the water and people lying out on the grass. We held hands as we went, talking about nothing. The leaves were turning, and the world seemed so bright and colorful. Almost hyperreal.

After that, we went up to the North End. Danny had made reservations at a tiny storefront restaurant. It was cozy, with no more than ten tables. We sat close and shared pasta. After we went across the street and bought cannoli. When we were done, Danny flagged an Uber.

Danny and I started kissing as soon as we were in the backseat. He kept his hands mostly to my shoulders, but I could feel his passion in the way he touched me. How his tongue teased at mine.

We pulled up in front of a hotel off Copley Square. A doorman showed me through the entrance, and we stepped inside. Danny went right up to the desk and came back with a thin plastic card. He held it up to show me, like he'd gotten a golden ticket. I guess in some ways we both had.

We rode the elevator up to our floor and went into the room. It was small, but very fancy. The king-sized bed overflowing with puffy white sheets and pillows. Danny and I continued kissing. He ran his hands up and down my body.

I lifted his sweater over his head. He unzipped the back of my dress. I shrugged it off as he undid the buttons of his shirt. I pulled off my hose while he stepped out of his pants. Both of us stood there, panting like we'd run the whole way to the hotel room.

Now I was down to only my underwear in front of my lover. He looked at me, hungrily. Appreciating my body in a way I could never have imagined. I did the same to him.

Danny had only his boxers on. His chest had a bit of light brown hair on his pecs and stomach. He was still wearing his glasses and there was something adorable about that. We kissed again. Skin on skin.

Danny slipped under my bra and cupped my breasts. I reached down and felt his hardness over his underwear. We fell back to the bed. Lips and legs entwined. Danny's breath smelled sweet; he'd popped a mint at some point on the way home. His eyes were wide, like overwhelmed with wonder. I felt so extraordinary, the way he looked at me. Like I was precious and special.

My bra was off. My nipple was in Danny's mouth. My hand was wrapped around his hardness and I stroked him.

"Better not do that too much," Danny said, pushing my hand away. "Don't want to waste it for the big moment."

He kissed down my stomach and slid off my thong. He looked at my naked sex and smiled, wide.

"Is it OK?" I asked.

"Very pretty," he said.

"You don't mind the hair?"

"I like it," he said. He kissed the inside of my thigh, lightly, and for a moment I thought he was about to go down on me. My heart raced with excitement and, honestly, a bit of fear. What if he didn't like the taste? What if I smelled weird? Or, on the other hand, what if he brought me off to multiple exploding orgasms with his tongue? I'd never been touched there by a boy, let alone licked, and I wanted to know what it was like more than anything.

I didn't find out. Danny started kissing his way back up my stomach. I reached down and pulled off his boxers. His magnificent cock popped free. I grabbed it again, loving how hot it felt in my hands. So soft and hard at the same time.

"Is it OK?" Danny asked, mimicking my words from before but not in a teasing way.

"I've seen it before," I said, giving him a squeeze.

"Not too small?"

"I can't even get my hand around it," I said, which was true. It was the first dick I'd ever seen in real life. I knew boys were sensitive about their size, but I had nothing to compare it to. Except for porn, but I mean, come on.

"You have a very sexy dick, Danny," I said, "I'm not sure how that's going to fit inside me." That was also true. Holding the object that would end my virginity gave me a new perspective on what I was about to do. I trusted Danny would do right by me, but right then I wasn't so sure.

"I'm sure we'll figure out a way," Danny said. He kissed me.

"I've, um, never done this before," I said. My voice quavered.

"I know," Danny said, "I haven't done it either. It'll be special. Sharing this together."

I nodded. He sensed I was getting nervous and he kissed me again. "We don't have to do it at all," he continued, "We can just hang out and watch cable in our very expensive hotel room. Whatever you want."

"It's all very nice," I said, "Thank you, Danny."

"I wanted it to be special," Danny said, "And something about doing it in the dorms was definitely not."

"Agreed," I said. We kissed again. I felt my body start to warm. Danny sucked on my earlobe. I felt his bare hardness press against my sex. It was there. So urgent and with not even a slip of clothes between us.

Danny ground down, his cock pressing against my slit. We both groaned. He began to slide back and forth over me. His head buried in my shoulder. He drew back and I felt the head of his cock hit my opening. We both froze there.

Suddenly, I remembered -- I had never stopped to get condoms. Oh, God, how could I have been so stupid?

"I've got it," Danny said. He rolled off the bed and produced a strip of five condoms from his discarded pants pocket. "Always come prepared."

I giggled.

"You ready?" he asked.

I nodded. Danny tore at the wrapper and pulled out the thin, rubbery sheath. He rolled it down his dick. It looked kind of silly, all yellowish from the condom with that reservoir tip poking up. Like his cock was going to a costume party.

I lay back and spread my legs. Danny aimed himself at my sex.

"OK," he said.

"OK," I said.

He aimed and it slipped forward, up and away from my opening. He did it again and the same thing happened.

"Here," I said. I took his condom-covered cock in one hand and spread my labia with the other. I directed his head to my opening. I felt it press there. I'd never had anything like this in me before. I'd used my fingers, obviously, but I wasn't one of those girls that used toys or even vegetables.

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For the first time, I felt my lover push inside me. My vagina started to stretch to accommodate the invader, but it couldn't keep up with Danny's pace.

"Oh God," he said, "You feel so good, Piper."

Oh God. It hurt like hell. Burning, pushing, tearing into me. I didn't want to say anything. This was supposed to be our special moment. Danny held there, buried in me. I was very aware of a hot, hard thing pulsing inside my body. I knew it was supposed to go there, but it only felt wrong. Foreign.

My body began to settle. I felt my vagina start to stretch more. To become accustomed.

"I'm going to move, OK?" Danny said.

I agreed. My jaw tight. My fingers squeezing his arm. Dany drew back and pushed forward. Some part of me, distant, said that this sort of felt good? But most of me was still sore. Danny did it again.

"Oh God. Oh Pipe. I'm s... sorry, I..."

Danny groaned and I felt his dick pulse inside me. He leaned down and kissed me while he filled the condom with his ecstasy. Then he went limp. Heavy. The moment felt so awkward and uncomfortable. Not knowing what to do, I slowly patted his flank. Finally, he raised his head up and pulled out. His rapidly shrinking dick ran slick against my leg.

"I'm so sorry, Piper," Danny said, "I couldn't. You felt so good."

"I know. It's OK," I said. It was a weird incongruence, to be told that I felt so good yet to not feel any of it for myself. Danny stripped off the condom and tossed it in the trash. We lay back in the bed. He held my hand.

"Was it? I mean, did you?" Danny asked.

"It was nice," I said, "I liked being with you."

"But you didn't..."

I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to hurt his feelings. But I also couldn't lie. I shook my head and hoped it would be enough.

"We can do it again," Danny said, "In a little bit. Just give me a moment to recover."

We lay there for a while, silent, and then Danny started kissing me again. Running his hands through my blonde hair. Cupping my perky breasts. He got another condom and I spread my legs. Helped him inside. This time, while I was still sore, the ache of his entry was more of an echo.

Danny moved back and forth inside me. He told me I felt good, amazing, and this time I could kind of see where he was coming from. It felt nice to be filled. To feel his body tremble with every push. Our closeness, our connection.

The third time, as he pumped me, I felt a little something start to build. Nothing came of it. I didn't get close, but I could see how, in the right circumstances and given enough time, I might get to a point where I would get close.

By the time we fell asleep, all five condoms were gone. We thought about running across the street to get more, but at that point we figured the place had to be closed. It was OK. My poor little vagina needed a break and I could tell Danny's dick did too. He'd barely been able to keep his hard-on the last time, the poor boy.

Danny was so eager, so driven to please me and share his own pleasure with me It made me feel wanted. Desired. Maybe it wasn't the wonderful, romantic night I'd always pictured, the both of us writhing in spontaneous, simultaneous multiple orgasms. But it was still sweet, and it made my heart swell to see how much Danny cared about me.

Danny had a thing so I stumbled home alone the next morning. Heels in my hands, dress half off my shoulders. In that moment, I very much understood the concept of the 'walk of shame.' Even the homeless guys in Kenmore Square gave me odd looks.

I opened the door to my dorm room and found both Anna and Colt, lying there -- half asleep and fully naked. They were both in her bed, thank God. As soon as they saw me, the both grew knowing smiles.

"Hello there, lover," Anna said, teasing.

I gave her a half-wave and passed out, face first on my bed.

Fall fell into winter and my relationship with Danny got deeper, as well. We spent almost every day together, as much time as we could. We weren't raging perverts, but most days, we ended up having sex in my dorm room. Fortunately, Anna was almost always away at Colt's place.

We tried different stuff. I sucked Danny a few times, but I couldn't get him off that way. My jaw would get tired and so I'd finish him with my hand. Still I liked having him in my mouth. The way he groaned and stroked my hair. It made me feel powerful and sexy.

We did other couple stuff, too, of course. We went ice skating on the Frog Pond and shouted/sang Sweet Caroline at a piano bar on Lansdowne. We went to 'our' Italian place in the North End a bunch of times. At the beginning of November, as we sat out on the Esplanade -- watching the Charles roll by -- Danny told me he loved me. I told him I loved him, too, and we kissed.

I could have stayed on that park bench with him forever.

"You guys should come out with us," Anna said. She was standing in front of her mirror, primping as she got ready to go out with Colt.

"I don't think we can run with you two," I said. I was lying back on the bed in a tank top and sweats. My Astronomy 101 book was half open on my chest. I told myself I'd start reading it eventually.

"It'll be fun, the two couples, hanging out and having drinks," Anna said.

"Danny and I are both under twenty-one, remember? No drinking," I said.

"So am I, remember?" Anna said, "But Colt has some at his place, and we know a bar up in Allston that doesn't check IDs too closely. We can dance, hang out, that kind of thing."

"I don't think you really want to hang out with me," I said. I was being honest. Anna and I were serviceable roommates but horrible friends.

"Of course I do," Anna said, "You're fun? I mean, you could be fun. Theoretically."

"Gee, thanks."

"You said it yourself, you're only eighteen," Anna said, "But you're acting like some old woman. Sitting around the dorm room and reading all day. Hell, you're already practically married to your boyfriend."

For a moment, a picture flashed in my head of me and Danny on our wedding day. My white dress flowing outward. Danny trim in his tuxedo. I sighed, content.

"When was the last time you two went out?" Anna asked.

"Danny and I go out all the time," I said.

"Not out out. You're not going to clubs or parties or, I don't know, cool stuff. You're doing, like, the opera and shit. Come on, be young while you're young. Get drunk, listen to loud music too loud. Do something stupid. Hang out with us."

I didn't respond. But I picked up my phone and texted Danny.

Me: Want to hang out with Anna and Colt tonight?

A moment later, the flashing ellipses showed up. I prayed for my boyfriend to pull me out of this. After all, none of the stuff Anna had suggested were things that Danny enjoyed. All he had to do was say 'no' and we would be in the clear.

Danny: sounds great!

I sighed and told Anna we were in. I rolled off the bed and started digging through my drawers for something to wear.

I ended up in a pair of tight, dark jeans, and a pink blouse with a light sweater over it. Anna was wearing jeans as well, but she had on black, leather boots that went up to her calves and a checkered, button down shirt. She left it open down to her midriff, exposing a ribbed, white tank top and a whole lot more cleavage than I would ever show. If I had that much to share, I mean.

We pulled on our heavy winter coats and met Danny in front of the dorm. Then we all rode the T up to Colt's apartment.

"Not used to seeing you with pants on, Daniel," Anna said. The train was fairly full, so we leaned against the sides in the center of the car, the walls bending around us as it turned.

"I've been known to wear them on occasion," Danny said. He had on his usual uniform of khaki pants and a sweater over a dress shirt. He was wearing a long, navy pea coat over all that, but he left it unbuttoned, as if, somehow, he was warm.

As two of them went back and forth, Anna ran her eyes up down my boyfriend, like she was assessing his new state of dress. "Eh, I liked you better with the pants off."

"I know some people who'd agree," Danny said. He gave me a kiss on the cheek.

We got off at Harvard St and walked about two blocks south of Comm Ave, past a bunch of bars. It was early in the evening, the sun was down, but the streets were already filling up with people. The night was cold, though no snow was on the ground yet, and I held my arms close to my chest to stay warm.

Anna buzzed Colt's apartment and we tromped up three flights of stairs. The place was dumpy, with old dirty tile, and it smelled like three-day-old stew. When we got up there, Colt was waiting for us at the door.

I'd met Colt a few times, but it was only ever in passing. He was wearing actual, real cowboy boots, jeans, and a white t-shirt. He wore his dirty blond hair down to his shoulders and had on a ripped up, red baseball cap.

"Howdy, ya'll," Colt called down the hallway.

Even though he wasn't at all my type, I could concede that Colt was an attractive guy. He was well built and tall, with just the right amount of scruff. He had that good-ol-boy, 'aw shucks, ma'am' thing going on. Like a young Matthew McConaughey.

Inside, his place was small and messy. A pile of crusty dishes overflowed the sink. Discarded pizza boxes littered every surface. The cabinets, the countertops, everything was cracked and brown. Or at least that was the color that showed up from the layers of dirt.

Anna acted like she was walking into the Ritz. She looked around with a deep, satisfied smile and kissed Colt on the cheek. I introduced Danny and the two boys briefly shook hands.

"Beer?" Colt asked.

"Sure," Danny said. Colt handed me an icy bottle of Bud Lite from the fridge. He took a deep swallow of his own and we all clinked bottles. Then we went into the living room.

Both Danny's roommates were there, sitting on a beat-up futon and playing video games. Like Colt, they both looked older than us. I put them at mid-twenties.

Colt introduced them as Jeff and Jordan. Jordan was Black, wearing a pair of stained sweatpants and a wife-beater shirt. His dark arms were well-muscled, his hair cropped short. He looked like he was probably an athlete, but I didn't want to assume. Jeff was Asian and was even more ripped than Jordan. He had on a similar outfit of sweatpants and a t-shirt.

The two men waved at us, distracted, then went back to their game. Danny and I sat down in a couple of folding chairs off to the side. Colt settled down in a big suede La-Z-Boy and Anna fell into his lap.

"So, Piper, what are you studying?" Colt asked as he sipped his beer. It was the standard question, but coming out of Colt's mouth, with his heavy southern accent, it sounded almost mocking.

"Gender Studies," I said.

Colt chortled. "Gender Studies," he repeated, "Well damn, if that ain't a real college major or what? You been studying lots of genders lately?"

I shared a guilty grin with Danny, but I didn't rise to the barb. Instead I took a sip of my drink. I'd had beer before, but I never liked the taste. Too bitter and sour. I didn't want to seem rude, so I kept drinking it.

"What in the hell do you do with a gender studies major, anyway?" Colt asked.

"Lots of things," I said, trying to keep my voice even. "There's policy stuff. Psychology. Law. Those kinds of things."

"What about you, Daniel, you studying genders, too?" Colt asked.

"I'm pre-Med," Danny said, tightly. I knew it was a sore subject with him. His parents had given him an ultimatum: either he studied to be a doctor, or he didn't go to college at all. As if that was even a choice.

Danny was so smart, he could pass all his classes with ease, but his heart wasn't in it. He told me that what he really wanted to do was be a writer, but his parents would cut him off if he even mentioned it. He'd shown me a few of his short stories and they were pretty amazing. It made me sad to think he was stuck in a life he didn't want.

"Colt's getting his MBA over at Northeastern," Anna said. She took off her boyfriend's hat and played with his hair, possessively.

"You are looking at the future of entrepreneurial America right here," Colt said, gesturing to the apartment.

"Damn straight!" Jeff and Jordan chorused and raised their beers.

We spent the next hour sitting around the apartment, talking and drinking. Watching Colt's roommates fight to the death on the TV screen. I noticed, at different times, both of them eyeing me in a way that made me distinctly uncomfortable. Like they could see right past my clothes. Or wanted to, in any case.

I gradually got used to the smell of the apartment. Colt alternated between friendly and aggressive, asking us questions and laughing a bit too loudly. I finished two beers without even thinking about it.

Eventually, Colt announced it was time to go. We grabbed our coats and headed out of the apartment. I was excited to leave and anxious about it at the same time. I wondered when if it wouldn't be too soon to say I wanted to go home.

Outside it had gotten even colder. Even Danny buttoned up his coat as the wind sliced through us. We walked a few blocks, navigating through thick crowds of drunk students. I was feeling a little stumbly myself. Not smashed or anything. Buzzed, I guess would be the word. Anna grabbed my arm and pulled me close. Like we were besties.

"Colt thinks you're cute," Anna told me. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to react to that. I mean, I guess it was a compliment? For a moment, I thought that I should respond with something similar back, but I didn't know if Danny found Anna attractive. I assumed he must, he was a boy after all, but it felt weird to say it.

We stopped at a small place in a side alley off Beacon St. The bouncer, a big guy with green/blue tats up and down his arms and a broken front tooth, recognized Colt immediately. They bro-hugged and talked for a bit, then he let all four of us inside.

The club was so dark that I could barely see anything. The music thumped in my chest. Everything smelled acrid with a hint of incense.

Both blind and deaf, I grabbed onto Anna's arm and let her pull me through the morass of people writhing on the dance floor. We found a little corner to ourselves, back by the bar, with a table but no chairs. I leaned against the wall, feeling it scratch rough against my back.

Colt went off to find us drinks. I could see a little better now, but barely. I caught Danny's eye, he was leaning on the table, and he beamed at me broadly. Colt brought back beers for himself and Danny, but he had glass tumblers of something bright green for Anna and me.

"It's a midori sour." Anna was yelling in my ear and I could barely understand her. "It's my favorite drink."

I took a sip and, whoah, I could see why. It was super sweet and fruity but with a tart twist, like drinking a liquid watermelon Sour Patch candy. Before I knew it, the whole drink was gone. Colt winked at me when I put down the empty glass, but he went to the bar and brought me another. When he handed me my drink, I reached into my purse to pay him for it, but he waved me off. His mouth moved and I thought he said something like 'no worries.'

When we finished our second round of drinks, Anna grabbed Colt's hand and pulled him out to the dance floor. That looked like fun, so I did the same with Danny. I didn't really know what I was doing out there. I tried to move to the music. Seeing how Anna was dancing with Colt, I put Danny's hands on my hips the same way and ground onto his leg.

God, my boyfriend was so cute. And kissable. And sexy hot like wow. The music thrummed in time with my heart and our bodies were so close. I could smell the powder of Danny's deodorant over the sickly sweet of the club. His fingers tingled on the back of my neck.

"You're awesome," I said to him. He nodded like he heard me.

Anna grabbed my hand and dragged me and Danny back to our table. She'd taken off her overshirt and was wearing just the white-ribbed tank. Her breasts, massive, seemed liable to pop out any second. I saw that Danny's eyes were about to do the same as he goggled at her chest. I guess that answered my earlier question about him finding my roommate attractive.

When we got back to our spot, I pulled Danny close to me and kissed him, hard, to make sure he knew who he belonged to. I could taste the beer on his breath. We broke apart gasping.

"Woooo!" Anna shouted, loud enough that I could almost hear her.

I felt the familiar pressure in my bladder that told me I needed to use the bathroom. As I walked back to the women's room behind the bar, I dragged my hand along the wall. I didn't think I'd fall over if I let go, but why risk it?

There was a line of women waiting, but eventually I got my turn. The bathroom itself was smaller than my dorm room closet. Barely enough room for the toilet and a tiny, prison-style sink. It was a little quieter in there. The bass beat against the walls like it was desperate to get in.

I did my best to pee without putting actual flesh on the seat, then jumped up. I splashed some water on my face and felt a little clearer. Not all that drunk, I told myself. Just a little high. A little giggly. If I wanted, I could be way soberer-erer. Way... whatever. Less drunk. Yes. That was it.

When I got back to our spot, I saw Colt leaning on the table, but Danny and Anna were gone. My roommate's boyfriend had a glass full of something clear and he used it to gesture to the dance floor. My boyfriend and my roommate were both out there. Neither was doing anything untoward; they weren't even touching. In fact, it looked kind of funny. Anna in her jeans and ribbed tank top was easily half a foot taller than my preppy boyfriend. It was like two opposite characters from completely different movies stumbling into the same scene.

Colt pushed another full glass of green liquid my way. I took a sip, but the taste had gone from delicious to cloying and my stomach wasn't happy about the idea of having more.

Again, I tried to give Colt some money for my drink. Again, he pushed me away.

"Seems like bad business sense," I said, "Not taking someone's money." I had to lean in so he could hear me. Close enough to smell him: sandalwood and leather. I had to admit, the aroma was not unpleasant.

"Seems like bad Gender Studies, letting a guy buy you drinks," Colt replied. His breath tickled warm in my ear and I could almost feel the moisture of his mouth on my lobe. A little chill ran down my spine.

"That's not what it's about," I said, indignant. "I'm not some man-hating, feminist dyke." As soon as the word came out of my mouth, I regretted them. Danny and I both strongly believed in gay rights. People should be allowed to live their lives, no matter what their sexuality was. "Sorry," I said, "I shouldn't talk like that."

"No worries," Colt said and sipped his drink. I caught a whiff of it, and it smelled like something I could use to clean wounds. "You know I'm just busting your balls, Pipe."

I nodded as if I'd been in on the joke the whole time.

"Trust me, I like a liberated woman," Colt said, "Look at Anna out there. You think she's gonna let me anywhere near her unless I respect her first?"

I looked at the tall woman dancing with my boyfriend. No, she didn't seem the type to take crap from anyone. Watching her out there, she seemed so confident and free. Beautiful, too, of course. Every instinct I had -- built up by years of ugly cliques and shitty people -- told me that she was not my friend. But damn, if I was being honest with myself, I wanted her to be.

Anna saw me looking and gave me a little wave. She led Danny back to our table. Both of them panting and sweaty.

"Hope it's OK that I borrowed him," Anna said, "You were in the bathroom and Colt was getting drinks, but I wanted to dance."

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"You have fun?" I asked Danny, tousling his hair. He kissed me and, wow, I could taste the alcohol on him now.

"Anna's fun," he said, "But you're way funner." He put his head on my shoulder and kissed my cheek. Slid his hand around my thigh. Pressed his hardness into my backside. Whoah! Someone was getting friendly.

"Later, baby," I said. I put my hand over his and held it against my leg. I was feeling pretty worked up, too, but I wasn't going to play around in public like that. No matter how bad my body wanted me to. "When we get home. I promise."

"Actually, I think I'm ready to head out," Anna said, giving Colt a knowing wink. I guess everyone was thinking the same thing I was.

Outside, the air was nearly frozen, but it felt good in my lungs and I gulped it down like I'd been underwater. The music was gone, but my head still throbbed with it. Danny and I walked arm in arm down the street. I couldn't wait to get him back to the dorm room and do dirty things to him.

We followed Anna and Colt back to his apartment. But when we got there, we didn't stop walking.

"Guys?" I called out. "I think we just missed your stop."

"Colt's roommates both have dates tonight," Anna said, "So we're all going back to our place."

Danny and I shared a look of deep disappointment. For a moment, I thought about begging him to get us a hotel room again. I couldn't imagine getting home and going right to sleep. But doing dirty stuff was out of the question if we had to share my room.

"My roommate is at my place," Danny said, his mind on the same track. "He's been planning some all-night gaming thing for weeks."

"It's OK," I said, "We'll figure something out."

We got back to Comm Ave and stood shivering, waiting for the T. I glanced at my phone, hoping to hell it wasn't so late that the train had stopped running for the night. Finally, a little white light flashed in the distance.

The car, itself, was almost empty. We sat down on the benches, me and Danny across from Colt and Anna. My roommate and her boyfriend started smooching. Light, easy kisses that clearly anticipated something more. I felt strange about making out with Danny on the T with my roommate right there. Instead we held hands, occasionally glancing at each other, knowingly.

When we got to the dorm, I selfishly hoped that security would turn Colt away at the door, but they let him pass with nothing but a nod. We rode the elevator up in silence. I leaned back against the wall. I felt fine but standing on my own was a bit of an issue.

We got out of the elevator, girls leading their boys back to our room. I unlocked the door and we went inside. I flicked on the lights, but they were too bright, and I quickly turned them off again. Anna went over and turned on a desk lamp, giving us just enough to get around.

"That was fun," Anna said, "But I'm not ready to call it a night yet."

I kicked off my shoes and sat on my bed. Danny sat next to me.

"You think I should break out the special supply, hon?" Anna asked Colt. He was standing in the middle of the floor, like he wasn't sure how he'd ended up in a place so gauche as a freshman dorm room.

I had no idea what Anna meant by 'special supply.' My first thought, actually, was flavored condoms. Not that I wanted to see her suck off Colt or anything. We were all so worked up I assumed that anything anyone said had to be sexual in some way.

Instead, Anna reached under her bed and pulled out a full bottle of Jose Cuervo. I don't know why I was so shocked, but I was.

"Anna," I said, remonstrating. "I didn't know we had that in here."

Anna stuck her tongue out at me and sat on the floor. She twisted off the cap and drank straight from the bottle. Then she passed it Colt who joined her there. Danny and I both climbed off the bed. My boyfriend took a drink and passed it to me.

The tequila went down my throat like liquid fire. I coughed, hard, but held it in. I passed the bottle back to Anna. She smiled at me soothingly, not totally judging.

We went around in a circle like that a few times, not saying anything. We were all barefoot, and a bit disheveled. Even Danny's dress shirt was untucked under his sweater. Anna had put on her overshirt again, but it hung off her loosely. That white-ribbed tank was doing very little to cover up her clearly bra-less breasts

Sitting on the floor and drinking like that was strangely comforting. I knew I wasn't falling asleep anytime soon, not with how worked up I was, and sharing the alcohol felt almost communal.

Anna held up the Cuervo container, now half empty, and eyed it. "We should play spin the bottle," she said, then tittered.

"I don't think that's going to work, honey," Colt said. He gave her shoulder a squeeze.

"Well we should play something," Anna said. Her drawl was on overdrive.

"How about UNO?" Colt said in his own southern twang.

I don't know how or why, but UNO had been a big thing for us freshman year. Like, everyone played it. If you told high school me I'd be up till 3am playing competitive UNO I'd have laughed in your face. I mean, what was next, high stakes Scrabble? But it had happened, and I'd played UNO till dawn on multiple occasions.

So, of course, we had a deck or two lying around. I dug it out of my drawer and dealt out the cards. We played fast and sloppy. There's a strategy to UNO but damned if I could remember it in the moment. Finally, Colt finished the game by dropping a Wild Draw Four, leaving Anna holding a stack of cards.

"Take off your shirt," he said to her. I waited for Anna to speak up -- or Danny, someone -- I don't know why. Anna unbuttoned the rest of her flannel and tossed it to the side. Now she was just in the ribbed white tank top. Definitely not wearing a bra. I could make out the size of her areola through her tank like it was see-through. I turned to look at Danny, but he was staring at Anna, too. I couldn't blame him for that.

We dealt out the cards for another game. This time, Danny ended up in last. He pulled his sweater over his head without even needing to be asked. So, we were playing strip UNO apparently? Seemed like the kind of thing that needed discussion, but instead we slipped into it like it was nothing.

We played hand after hand. No one talked. Cards fell quickly and the clothes came off even faster. I remember a distinct point: I was wearing my pink blouse and jeans. Anna still had her tank on, but she was down to a pair of white, pattern-less panties. Danny was in his checkered dress shirt and navy boxers. Colt mirrored Danny in his white t-shirt and a pair of grey boxer-briefs.

I could tell the boys were enjoying themselves. Both had obvious bulges in their underwear. I'm sure they could see how aroused we girls were as well. My nipples poked through my shirt, right through my bra. Anna was showing the same.

The cards were stacked in the middle. The tequila bottle was empty. I had a bunch of cards in my hand and I knew I needed to discard. Not the cards, though. My clothes. I'd lost and now I had the choice of showing my bra or my panties. I glanced over at Anna, between her legs, at the dark patch slowly growing in the gusset of her underwear. The cloth now trending towards translucent.

So the shirt then. I undid the buttons and tossed my blouse aside. I had on a simple white bra with a little lace on the edges. I'm not flat-chested -- on a good day I'm the better side of a B. Next to Anna, though, I felt tiny. Not that either Danny or Colt were complaining now that my shirt was off. Both boys eyed my breasts for a good bit longer than was wholesome.

"Running out of clothes," I muttered, idly.

"Not yet, darling," Colt said, "Still got plenty left."

The implication was clear. We weren't just messing around. We were going to play till everyone was naked.

"Plus, there's lots of other stuff we can do," Anna said. I didn't catch her meaning and I was too drunk to ask. Still too bowled over by the idea that I would be getting completely naked in front of my roommate and her boyfriend.

Danny reached over and squeezed my hand. "We can go if you want," he whispered. But I was in my own bedroom, so where exactly was I going? And if Danny went home, well, that only made things worse, right? So, I squeezed him back and shook my head. "OK," he said.

UNO went onward. Reverses and Skips. Draws and Wilds. We piled the rainbow of cards one by one onto the little patch of carpet between our legs. Colt was only wearing his underwear. His chest was muscled like something out of a magazine. Bronzed skin, pronounced pecs, and a six-pack stomach. Anna played with the blond hairs on his arm.

Danny was down to just his boxers, as well. He looked almost scrawny across from Colt but still cute as anything. Tufts of brown hair on his pale skin. I liked the way Danny looked, you know, like a human being rather than a Roman ideal.

My pants were lost, as well. I had just my white bra and matching panties. That dark spot in my own underwear that I'd been so worried about was now clear to anyone who looked my way. I swore I could smell my own arousal wafting upwards.

At some point we'd opened the window, it was so freaking hot for some reason, and an icy breeze stole into the room. I welcomed it, as it chilled the sweat on my skin. Anna gave a little shiver. Her nipples grew even more pronounced. After losing almost everything in the early going, my roommate had held at a tank top and panties.

Danny lost the next hand. For the first time that night, one of us was going to get fully naked. If I'd ever thought this would end the game, what Anna said next made it clear that we were only beginning.

"Let Piper take them off for you," my roommate said, "Nice and slow."

Danny stood up. I knelt in front of him. I knew it looked like I was about to suck my boyfriend off. I knew for some reason that I shouldn't try. I pulled at Danny's waistband and slowly tugged downward. I saw the beginnings of his dark pubic hair. The start of his shaft. God, he looked as long and thick as I'd ever seen him.

His penis popped up, bouncing warm against my cheek. I let out a little gasp and I heard Anna do the same.

"Well aren't you nicely equipped, Daniel?" Anna said.

My boyfriend looked over at my roommate and blushed bright red. I finished taking off his boxers. Anna signaled that he should do a little spin. It looked silly, his penis sticking straight out while he turned around.

Danny sat back down, his arms in his lap like he was doing his best to cover himself. Anna looked at him pointedly and licked her lips. Like Danny could blush any deeper than he was already doing.

Anna lost the next hand and pulled her tank top over her head. Her breasts bounced out, huge and heavy with brownish nipples erect like little pencil erasers. She lifted one to her mouth and gave it a kiss, reveling in the reaction that got from the room.

Where before it seemed as though everything was racing past me like I'd leaned on the fast-forward button on the DVR of my life, now every hand dragged along. Card by card. Each reveal drawn out and dramatic.

I undid my own bra. My breasts spilled out, delicate, with rose-pink nipples. I tried to lift one up and kiss it, like my roommate had done before, but I could only kind of get my tongue to the side. It was goofy, not sexy. But the room clapped appreciatively. Danny was eyeing my chest now, of course, but I could feel Colt's eyes devouring me as well. Like his girlfriend's massive mounds weren't already more than any man could ask for.

Colt was the next to lose his boxers. He stood and let Anna pull them down. His dick popped free, and she gave it a little kiss on the head. He'd shaved it completely. It was dark like the rest of his body. Long and slightly curved to the side. Slightly shorter than my own Danny's, and not nearly as thick. Still a very nice dick. Only the second one I'd seen in real life. Colt caught me staring and smirked, like he'd caught me with my hand in the cookie jar.

Two totally naked boys. Girls down to their panties. I think we all knew what was next. Just took someone to say it. Danny lost the next hand. He put down the cards and sat there, waiting for someone to tell him what to do.

"Stroke him," Anna told me, "Two minutes. But you can't let him cum."

I nodded. I grabbed my boyfriend's dick in my hands. Little pink fingers not even close to clasping it completely. God, I loved feeling my love this way. I felt so hot holding him. I slowly ran the loose skin up and over his shaft. Danny groaned, and I worried that two minutes might be too much.

Danny's breath came in short gasps. He stared at me with adoration. I could tell his body was begging for release. I was so worked up, I wanted to give it to him. I didn't care that another couple was watching. I wanted my boyfriend to cover me with his seed. So needy for his cum as if it were my own.

"Time," Anna said. I released Danny's dick. It pulsed, like trying to explode anyway. A thin drip of pre-cum leaked out, but nothing more. Danny panted, his face pained.

"I'm OK," he told me, but he looked lost behind his eyes. Idly I wondered what he'd do if it meant he'd be able to cum. I wondered what I would do, too. To be able to throw Danny down on the bed and let him fill me. Disturbingly, I couldn't think of anything in the moment that would stop me.

Anna lost the next hand. She didn't even bother with the pretense of taking off her panties. She just gave herself the same punishment that Danny had just received. Colt stripped off Anna's underwear. Her sex was bare. The labia were fat and pink and already gaping.

Colt dragged his fingers over Anna's sex. She groaned and giggled. He traced her sex, never touching any of her hot buttons. It didn't matter, it looked amazing. I shifted my thighs, trying to recreate a little bit of what my roommate was experiencing.

Danny's phone alarm went off. Anna cackled throatily and reached over to Colt. Pulled him close and kissed his lips with a wet smack. "That was lovely," she told him.

I lost the next hand and Anna didn't even wait for me to put down my cards before ordering Danny to give me my 'two minutes in heaven.'

"You can't let her cum, Daniel," Anna warned. He nodded very seriously, like she was sharing the nuclear codes. I didn't have the heart to say that it wouldn't be a problem.

As much as I loved Danny, he'd never actually made me orgasm. We'd gotten close a couple times, but I'd never actually gone over the top with my boyfriend. It was fine. I figured it would happen eventually. I was starting to think I was one of those girls that didn't orgasm from stuff like that. Even if it never happened, honestly, that was OK. I didn't need to cum to have a good time with my boyfriend.

I took off my own panties. My sex was covered in blonde hair. I tried to always trim it, but I felt particularly overgrown compared to my roommate. My lips were shiny with my juices. Slick. Danny barely touched my outer labia and I jumped like I'd been shocked.

Danny mirrored what he'd seen Colt do, rubbing slowly outside of me. We'd been having sex for months, yet we'd never done this. That is, Danny hadn't ever truly fingered me. We just got down to the good stuff. His touch was tentative, and a bit clumsy.

I became very aware of the fact that I was completely naked. Colt and Anna, not strangers but close enough, were staring straight at my most private parts. Watching my boyfriend do something totally intimate. I was nervous as heck, but it wasn't enough to overcome my driving arousal.

Danny's fingers dancing around my opening didn't get me going, but they didn't give me relief either. When Anna's alarm went off, right as Danny began to probe inside me, I nearly cried.

I was so distracted by my driving need, I lost the next hand as well.

"Not learning your lesson, are you?" Anna said, tutting her tongue at me. I shook my head, secretly hoping I'd get another two-minute stroke session. "Hmmm, well I don't want to keep rewarding your poor play. Why don't you suck on Daniel's dick for a while instead?"

I nodded. Pleasing my boyfriend was as exciting to me as the chance to be pleasured, myself. In fact, in some ways it was better. Danny stood up. I could see he was already trembling. I'd sucked him a few times, as I've said, but always as a lead up to sex or as a prelude to a full hand-job.

I got on my knees in front of my boyfriend, supplicant. He smiled down at me. I licked my way up his shaft, from the root to the head. Danny groaned.

"Is she doing good?" Anna asked him. Danny could only nod his head, silent. I slurped up his dick, loving the feeling of it in my mouth. The smell of pure, unfiltered masculinity filled my nose. I sucked back and forth, trying to be quiet and not succeeding. Danny rested his hands on my shoulder.

"Ah, Piper," he said. I made sure to look him right in the eyes, my mouth full of his cock. "Oh God..." he choked. His dick twitched. Oh God. He'd never cum from just my mouth before. I was sure it was about to happen, and a rush of panic hit me as I realized I wasn't sure if I wanted his sperm in my mouth.

Swallowing Danny's spend seemed super sexy but also kind of gross? Spitting it out seemed bad though. I didn't want to embarrass my boyfriend, especially not in front of Anna and Colt. What if I let him cum all over my tits? My face? God, all of that sounded awesome and awful and I couldn't decide as Danny's cock swelled on my tongue and...

Anna's alarm went off.

I let Danny's dick slide out of my mouth, dripping with my saliva. I wiped my face with my bare arm, then looked over to Anna. Like I was waiting for her to praise me?

"Very nice," she said, giving me a nod. Her compliment made me feel good, like pleasing her was as important as satisfying my boyfriend. Myself.

We played again. I lost again. I sat up on my knees like a puppy, waiting for my next command.

"You know, Piper," Anna said, "I don't think it's fair that Daniel gets all the attention while poor Colt has to sit here and suffer."

Silence filled the room. A pregnant pause that finally gave birth when my dumb mouth spit out the words before my brain had a chance to approve them. "I could stroke Colt this time?"

I looked back at Danny for approval and he nodded. Almost eager if I'm being honest. I guess he thought that if I touched Colt now, I might get to finish Danny, himself, later.

Colt smiled and stood in front of me. His cock dangled right at my mouth. I could smell it, smell him. So different than Danny, yet still manly and much the same. The sandalwood and leather scent almost sickly.

Colt clasped his hands behind his back and stood there. His cock pointed forward. For a moment, on instinct, I opened my mouth.

"You said just to stroke," I said, my brain finally regaining some sense of control.

Anna nodded, granting me permission.

I reached up and held Colt's cock. I was touching another man's penis and something about it turned me on even more. Like I said, Colt was smaller than Danny, but not by much. I drew the skin up and back.

"Spit on it," Colt said, "On your palm. For lubrication."

I nodded dumbly. Danny had never asked me to do that and I wondered if he'd like it next time. I licked my hand slick and grasped Colt's dick again. I noticed the difference in his reaction immediately.

"Aww, Pipe, that's nice," Colt said.

I was willing to do this, with some inherent promise of relief in the future, but I didn't want Colt to cum. Something about being covered in his seed felt wrong to me. Like he was claiming me as his own. So, I just held him loosely, more of a tease than a stroke. Anna's alarm went off and for the first time, I was happy to hear it.

Colt sat back down, and we dealt the next hand. By some miracle, certainly not my own play, I managed not to lose this time. But Danny did.

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"Come here," Anna told him, patting the space between her legs. Danny crawled over, his dick hanging pendulous. I thought, for a moment, that I didn't want Danny to do this. But then, I'd stroked off Colt. So this was only fair. Right?

Anna spread her legs, lewdly. Her sex and her little brown star exposed to all of us. Danny tentatively touched her mound with his fingers. It was weird, seeing the love of my life touch the most intimate part of another woman. Seeing his face, the one I was so used to when he worked me. But it wasn't me he was working. I felt a little ill, mixed with a thrill I couldn't comprehend.

"More like this," Anna said, taking Danny's hand and pressing it down into her clit. "Oh yes."

My roommate's eyes rolled back a little while my boyfriend rubbed her.

"Other fingers," Anna gasped, "In me."

Danny took his other hand and dipped his fingers into Anna's hole. Her face went stiff. He pumped in and out of her. Anna's face and chest started to redden.

Colt's alarm went off. Anna was breathing heavily, and I thought for sure this would be the moment she broke through. But instead she let Danny sit back down like it was nothing.

"Let Piper taste your fingers," Anna said. Danny didn't pause. He held his digits under my nose. I licked, tentatively. I'd never tasted a woman before, not even myself. It was salty and strong. Strange to have it my roommate's juices on my boyfriend's fingers in my mouth. I was glad when he finally took them out. He smiled at me shyly.

Watching Danny bring Anna to the brink was my last straw. I could barely look at my cards, I was so amped up. I just wanted to get laid. My body was aching for relief and I couldn't wait a moment longer.

"I don't want to play cards anymore," I said. The words spilled out of me way louder than I'd intended. My voice high and a bit whiny.

"What do you want, Piper?" Anna asked. She spoke very slowly, like talking to a child.

"I want to do stuff," I said, "With Danny."

"You have to say it," Anna said.

"I want Danny inside me," I said, "Please. I'm so worked up and I need it so bad."

"Inside you where, Piper?" Anna asked, "You have to say it."

"In my vag..."

"Noooo, use the real word," Anna said, "I know you know it."

"Pussy?" I asked. I'd never liked that word. Pussy, snatch, quim, cunt. They all felt so demeaning and vulgar. But Anna just nodded as I said it.

"Please Anna, I need Danny's cock in my pussy," I said.

"Well, I think it's only fair that we play for it," Anna said, "You might be done with the game, but we're not. If Daniel wins, then of course he can have your tight, little snatch. But if not...?" She shrugged, as if that finished her sentence.

Anna tossed the UNO deck to Colt and told him to shuffle. Then she turned back to me.

"Lie down on the bed," Anna said "Spread your legs. Show your boyfriend what he's playing for." I did as I was ordered, holding my ankles so I was as wide as possible.

"You have the cutest pink pussy," Anna said, "Don't you boys think so?"

"It's nice," Colt said. He and Anna appraised me like a piece of jewelry they were thinking of buying.

"See how puffy her lips are? And, wow, look how slick she is down her thighs," Anna said, "I bet you're one hell of a fuck, aren't you sweetie?"

I should have been embarrassed or ashamed, but instead I felt this weird sense of pride as my roommate praised me.

Colt dealt out the cards and played Danny head-to-head. When my boyfriend went on a streak of Wilds to end the hand, I swear I cheered aloud.

"That should be worth, hmmm, five good strokes," Anna said. I didn't care anymore. I just wanted my boyfriend inside me. I prayed that, for the first time, my body would do the rest. I was insane with it. The way I felt, I was sure I'd orgasm if I sneezed. Danny's amazing dick would have to be enough now, right?

Danny leapt to his feet, but before he could hit my target, Anna grabbed his cock.

"Let me help you with that," she said sweetly. She held Danny in her hand, lightly stroking. Carefully, she steered Danny's dick to my gasping, grasping hole. I felt the head kiss at my lips.

Then Danny, ever the gentleman, saved my day.

"Condom," he croaked out.

Holy fuck. This whole time I'd been begging to have my boyfriend inside me unprotected. It hadn't even occurred to me. Only my hot, gorgeous hero had been sober enough to save me from my own drunken, horny stupidity.

"There's some in my top desk drawer," I said.

Anna let go of Danny and he went over. He pulled out a whole strip and tore one off. Anna took the lifeless rubber out of his hand and slid it on for him.

"Remember, you only won five strokes," Anna said. She placed Danny's cock head in my opening and he slowly slid forward. Oh GOD he'd never felt so big. Even more than our first time together, Danny streeeeeetched the walls of my pussy as he slid into me. Unlike our first time, though, it only felt amazing. My body shifted to accommodate his cock. I could feel myself already on the edge of cumming. Oh it was going to happen. Finally. Oh wow.

Danny pulled back and stroked forward. He did so delicately, like he was afraid he might set me off. It was tender and loving and fuck all that stuff cause I needed to get fucked. I begged for him to go faster. Harder. Slam into me. Break me open. Words came out of my mouth I'd never imagined saying. Cock and fuck. Cunt and slut. Danny moved at the same pace.

Still, I could feel it building in me. God, it had been building this whole time, but now I could finally see the shape of it in the distance. Even at Danny's deliberate pace I was going to cum.

"That's perfect," Anna said, approving of Danny's even pace. "And... stop. OK, next hand."

Colt and Danny played again, but this time Colt was the winner. Danny sighed, exasperated. "I'm sorry, Piper," he said, like he'd just lost our life savings.

"Piper, why don't you suck on Colt's cock this time."

"OK," I said, on autopilot. I needed it so bad, I would do anything Anna said. Just for a shot at something more.

Colt climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. His masculinity poked at my mouth and I opened. He slid into me, deep. His balls rested on my chin. It was weird to feel no hair there. Colt went in further than I let Danny go. The tip of his cockhead tickled at my throat. Because Colt was on top of me, he could control his depth in a way I wasn't used to. I made lewd gurgling sounds as Anna's boyfriend moved back and forth in my mouth. Saliva drooled out over my cheeks.

I waited to hear the timer go off and I realized we'd never set a limit. There was no 'five strokes' or 'two minutes.' Colt was fucking my face for as long as he felt like it.

"Colt, why don't you pinch her nipples for a bit?" Anna said.

Colt withdrew from my mouth, my saliva dripping off his dick. I worked my sore jaw back and forth. Colt's strong hands closed around my breasts. He found my pink nubs and squeezed them. I'd never been into nipple stuff. I'd seen girls who liked it, but to me it just hurt and tickled. Not this time. Colt twisted my tits and all I could think was that I wanted it harder. I begged for it. He pinched and twisted so much that it looked like I had two balls of chewed bubblegum on top of my boobs. All I could do was groan and buck.

"You've got nice titties," Colt said with a cocky smile, "Almost as good as Anna's." I wanted to hate him so much for how he was talking to me, but all I could do was feel content with the compliment. And shudder under the painful pleasure he was wringing out of me.

Finally, he stopped and pushed his turgid penis back into my mouth. The head tickled at the back of my throat and I coughed, but he didn't do anything but start thrusting again. I gulped and kept going.

Then I felt another sensation. A light touch ran through my pubis. By the lithe fingers, I could tell that it was Anna who was tracing through my rough blonde hairs.

"I can't decide if we should shave you or not," Anna said. She talked about my body like I was her property. "On the one hand, it'll be easier to lick you if you're bare. But real blonde pubes are such a rarity, it seems a shame to shear them away. What do you think, Daniel?"

"I like Piper the way she is now," he said. Ever the good boyfriend.

"Well that's just proof you've never gone down on her," Anna said. Which was true. I'd never worked up the courage to let Danny put his mouth on my sex. I was always too self-conscious. Ironic now that I was spread eagled on my bed, letting Anna evaluate me like a prized show dog. "Have you, Daniel?" Anna pressed him.

"No," Danny said, "She won't let me."

"Do you want to?"

Danny nodded his head eagerly. Colt's cock pumped my mouth while my boyfriend and my roommate had a casual conversation about cunnilingus and the proper applications, thereof.

"Well, we'll have to teach you," Anna said, "Would you like that little Piper? Do you want us to show Danny how to go down on your puffy blonde pussy?"

I grunted, still feasting on Colt's cock. Glug. Glug. Glug.

I felt Anna's thin fingers drift lower. Till she found my clit. God it was so engorged I swear it felt as big as a dick under her caresses. Like she could stroke it off instead of rubbing me down. Fortunately, for me, she did the latter. Anna pressed down on my hot button and swished it side to side. Oh GOD it felt amazing.

"You know what that is, Daniel?" Anna asked. "That's Piper's sweet little clitty. That's where all the magic happens. Does she let you play with it?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my boyfriend shake his head.

"I didn't think so," Anna said, "Oh, we have so much to teach you, lover. We're going to have so much fun together."

Anna began rubbing my clit harder. It was the perfect combination: a stranger's touch on my own sex combined with the expert knowledge that my own hands might have. I bucked, my body begging for Anna's sweet attentions.

I'd never been with a girl. Never even occurred to me that I might like it. I remember watching lesbian porn once and it made me feel a little sick to my stomach as it aroused me. Like, I liked it, but I hated that I did. It was weird and uncomfortable and I never watched it again. Now Anna's fingers were on me and I didn't care that she was a woman. I just craved her touch.

"Piper always cums first," Anna said, "You should know that, Daniel."

There was this beautiful moment then, when I thought I understood what Anna was doing for me. For us. She was teaching my boyfriend how to pleasure me properly. She was pushing our relationship forward. It was almost generous in a broken way.

Sex with Danny was wonderful, amazing. I loved being with my lover and I knew I would never tire of it. But it could also be frustrating sometimes. Danny wasn't selfish. He was eager, earnest. But both of us were clumsy and things seemed to always come out on his side.

Now though, Anna had shown him things I knew I needed to say but could never find the voice for. How to touch and where. I didn't need to ask him to lick me, because now he would do it. He wouldn't ignore my clit because Anna had just shown him. He would build me up, taunt and tease, before sticking it inside of me. Knowing that my orgasm should always come first because his, we knew, would arrive regardless.

Once again, as Anna stroked me, I felt my orgasm start to form. The shadow of it slowly sliding out of my clit and into my gaping sex. Up my legs and down my arms. Once again, Anna took away her touch right when it was about to become real. I screamed my frustration around Colt's cock.

"Oh, but Daniel, I see you're super worked up, too," Anna said. I could see the both of them out of the corner of my eye. "I'm sure Piper wouldn't mind if I gave you some release."

My mouth was too full of Colt's cock to complain.

"Oh God." I heard Danny groan as Anna sucked his cock right up. My big-titted, brunette roommate looked very sexy on her knees; my boyfriend's dick jammed into her mouth. She slurped loudly, like she wanted me to hear.

"Oh, that's a big cock you've got there. Am I doing good for you?" Anna asked, supplicant. But Danny could only moan again as my roommate took him deeper. "Come on, Daniel. Let me have that thick dick. Fuck my face. Make it feel so good."

"Oh! Oh GOD!" Danny cried out. His hands gripped Anna's head tight. I saw his face flush and I knew, right then, he was cumming in my roommate's mouth. "Oh Piper. I'm so sorry. Fuck. That feels so GOOD!"

Danny stumbled back. A trail of his seed slipped down Anna's chin. She didn't have a problem swallowing sperm, I saw. Anna grinned at me, knowingly. Weirdly, I didn't feel jealous. Not in the way I thought I would, anyway. I wasn't angry at Danny for coming in another woman, only that his pleasure hadn't led to mine.

"So sorry, Piper," Danny rambled it again and again, falling back to the floor. His cock shrinking back to nothing.

Colt pulled out of my mouth, and I gasped for air. My face was sticky with my own drool. Watching Danny get off made me feel twisted inside. Devastated and desirous at the same time. I was already so strung out, and everything I'd seen and done made me need it even more. My sex grasping for something. Anything.

"Please," I said. I don't know what I was asking for. I wanted Danny's cock inside me, but I didn't know how to get it. I was so close. So close. "Please, I need to cum."

Anna shrugged at me, like 'what are you gonna do?'

"Please I need it inside me," I said. I started to sob. I was ugly crying over getting some cock. My body needed release so bad, I could almost forgive myself for it. "Please, please, please."

"I don't think Daniel's going to be up for a while," Anna said. I looked down and saw my boyfriend still sprawled on the floor. His cock, flaccid, lay prone on his thigh. "And there aren't any other cocks in here for you. Unless you count Colt's."

I froze. You'd think I was past conscious thought at this point. That I'd already tipped over the slut's edge and was now willing to do anything. Hell, I sure thought that's where I was. But in that moment, something gripped at my belly and told me 'no.' Like dodging an oncoming train at the last moment, I stepped out of the way of something disastrous.

No.

I was desperate, but I wouldn't do that.

Then Danny -- Danny! -- said, "It's OK."

I looked down at my boyfriend in shock. He smiled at me, warmly, with all the love in the world, and said it again.

"Piper needs it so bad," he said to Anna, "I understand. It's OK."

And just like that, my fate was decided for me.

Colt walked over to the side of the bed. He slapped my ass, hard, and I jumped. "Come on now," he said, like talking to a horse he was about to saddle, "If I'm going to lay me some Pipe, I'm going to do it properly."

He didn't need to say it. Meekly, I rolled over onto my stomach. Got up on all fours. Danny and I had never done it this way. It always seemed so humiliating. Like a lot of things I was doing that night, I guess. I bent over like an eager animal and presented my pink pussy to my roommate's boyfriend.

And I pleaded, begged, for him to shove it inside me.

Colt gave me that cocksure smile I hated so much, then he aimed his dick right at my cunt. And slid right in to the hilt.

I gasped as I felt the heat of his bare, hard cock fill me. He hadn't put on a condom. I was too far gone to care. It felt so good to have that raw cock inside me. I'd thought protection made a small difference, sure. But skin-on-skin was so much more than I ever anticipated.

I could barely stand it. Colt spanked my ass again and it tingled straight down to my pussy. He drew back, thrust forward. Our hips slapped with a violence that exceeded even his hand. His balls bounced off my clit with abandon.

The sensations of pleasure with Danny had been little, transient things. Like trying to catch a firebug. Chasing something fleeting and frustrating that, in the end, led to only a small, subtle pleasure.

With Colt there was no chase. No searching. And when it overcame me, I didn't just blink, I exploded so bright it nearly blinded me. Colt thrust into me hard and for the first time in my life, my orgasm was there. Unmissable, unmistakable, unavoidable.

It came up on my so quickly, I was unprepared. I wailed as the pleasure overtook me like an uncontrolled earthquake. Shaking me to my core. It was more than I'd ever experienced, and it broke me. My body shook. The pleasure raced up my pussy, devastated my body and blasted my brain.

I gasped for breath, desperate. Right as the first orgasm subsided enough for consciousness to return, another one collapsed over me. A volcanic eruption, deeper in my cunt, that ran hot through my gut and shredded my lungs. A felt something warm spurt out of my pussy and splash my thigh.

By myself, I'd always been a quiet cummer. I never had the urge to cry out. I didn't speak or say anything. I would just gasp and tremble a bit as the pleasure overwhelmed me but that was all.

Colt plunged into my cunt and I screamed, "oh FUCK! I'm FUCKING CUMMMMMING Oh GOD! I'm fu-uh-uh-uh-cking cu-um-um-um-ming. Don't stop. Oh PLEAAASE don't stop."

I was orgasming so hard, my pussy clenching so tight, I was sure that Colt would fill me up at any moment. He didn't. Colt didn't even slow. He pounded my sex again and again, blasting the bliss through my body. I was wracked with pleasure, limp with joy, and that magnificent cock kept pumping me like a machine.

"How's that pussy?" Anna asked.

"So tight," Colt said, "She's -- fuck Annie -- her cunt's a fucking dream. You see her squirt all over the bed? She acts so prim and proper. But secretly she's a fuck machine."

"How about you, Ms. AwesomeCunt?" Anna asked. She sat on the bed and pulled at my nipples, hard. All it did was increase the intensity of my orgasm. "You like being fucked by my boyfriend?"

"So... fucking... good," the words slipped out of me. I could barely form them; my brain was so sloshed with alcohol and dopamine.

"Well will you look at that," Anna said. I was facing the wall as Colt fucked me from behind, but I could see it in my periphery. My sexy brunette roommate was talking to Danny while he lay on the floor, watching his girlfriend getting fucked within an inch of her life. His dick sticking up stony and straight like a goddammed obelisk of ecstasy.

"You like watching your Piper get fucked, dontcha," Anna said. It wasn't teasing. She said it warmly, like she legitimately cared. Danny nodded his head in response. "Come here, Daniel."

Anna reached down and stroked my boyfriend's dick.

"Come here, baby," Anna said, "You're so big and thick. Does Piper's little pussy just love that dick? Oh, I bet she does. I bet she squeals so pretty when you put it inside her."

Anna pulled Danny to his feet. She dragged him over to her open bed and pushed him down onto it.

"I want. Want to see," I said. Amazed I was able to get the words out.

"Course you do, baby," Anna said. Colt pulled out of me and my head hung forward, like a doll when they pull out the batteries. He posed me so I was facing the other bed. Danny was lying back, his cock sticking straighter than I'd ever seen it.

I watched, somewhere between dumbstruck and devastated, as Anna took my Danny's cock and held it upward. Shimmied her hips so he was aimed right up at her cunt. And then lowered herself down. No condom -- just cock in cunt. My boyfriend bareback in another woman. Both of them groaned.

"God damn he's got a big dick," Anna said, "So fucking thick I can barely stand it."

As if to make her point, Anna sank about halfway down, then stopped herself. Slowly she rose up and then lowered herself a little further. "Like sticking a fucking bedpost up my cunt. A gooddamn telephone pole. Seriously how does this monster fit in your tiny, hairy snatch, Piper?"

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Anna finally settled down completely on Danny's dick. His pubic hair surrounding her bare snatch. "Hang on," she said, "Don't move. Gotta get used to it."

"He's not that big," Colt said as he stuck his dick back in me, not gently. Just shhhhhllllllllup and he was buried. My slutty pussy responded immediately, pushing another orgasm through me like it was nothing.

"Oh, is my baby boy getting jealous?" Anna asked, "You've got nothing to be ashamed of, Colt, and you know that. Besides, you can't complain, getting to plumb Piper's tight little pussy."

"You've got way better tits," Colt said, grunting. He reached down and pinched my boob as if to make his point.

"And you have a much better body," Anna said, "So let's not ruin our fun, OK?"

Colt grunted and started fucking me again. The orgasms kept coming, one after the other. Rumbling and rolling, each a bit different. One sharp, almost painful. The next a low, lull, like slipping into a warm bath. The one after, a fucking explosion that shook me to the core. I felt another plume of hot liquid arc out of my pussy and I prayed to God it wasn't piss.

As my head lolled, trying to recover, I watched Anna ride the love of my life. The whole time, she kept a running commentary. Like we needed it for the special features section of the Blu-Ray of our evening.

"Oh yes Daniel your big cock feels so good in my pussy. Oh, you like that, baby? Yeah? You like fucking your girlfriend's hot roommate? Oh yes. Squeeze my big titties. Yes. Pinch those nipples. Make me scream it out OH! That's good. So good, baby."

Danny's hands held onto Anna's tits like they were made of precious stones. Like if he let go, he might die. His eyes rolled back in his head. His body bounced in time with Anna's as she wriggled her ass up and down.

"Look at Piper," Anna rambled on, "Doesn't your girlfriend look good with Colt's dick in her cunt? You like seeing him give it to your little girl? Oh she's such a good little slut. Tell her. Say it."

"You look so good, Piper," Danny said. His voice thin.

"Come on now, say it," Anna repeated. "Don't be afraid. She wants to hear it, I promise you."

"You're a, ohfuck, you're such a good little slut," Danny said. And damn me if my heart didn't swell, stupidly, with pride.

"You like this?" Anna asked. "You like fucking a real woman with big titties and a slick little pussy?"

"It feels so good, Piper," Danny said. Moaned. "Her body is, fuck, so amazing."

It was surreal. Not just the dirty talk, but all of it. I knew the little grunts and groans my boyfriend made as he built to his pleasure. But it was coming out while he was with someone else. Like hearing the soundtrack from one movie played over another. The whole thing seemed decoupled and broken. It was supposed to be me bringing those little noises out of him. But it wasn't. And I was too cum drunk from another man's dick to care.

Anna's voiceover started to devolve. Dropping into nonsense sounds as her body reached its apex. "Riding you. So hard. Gonna keep riding you. Till I cum. Gonna cum on that awesome cock. Oh yes. Oh YES! Again. Oh rub my clitty. Yes. There it is. Harder. HARDER Oh FUCK YES! Oh, Daniel you're making me cum. He's making me cum, Piper. Your boyfriend is making my CUUUUUUMMMMM!"

Slap. Slap. Slap. All four bodies moved in rhythm. Both couples in this strange grunting, groaning symphony of sex. Anna's tits flew around so violently I thought they might fly off. Her perfect ass crashed against Danny's thighs so hard I thought it might crack.

"Do you like my pussy?" Anna asked, leaning down and nuzzling against Danny. Her voice down almost to a whisper. "Do I feel good for your monster cock? Oh, I know I'm not as tight as tiny Piper, but do you love it?"

"So good," Danny gasped.

"You like my massive titties?" Anna asked, "I see you staring at them when you think your little girlfriend isn't looking. It's OK. You can hold them. Squeeze them. Oh! Bite my nipples, God. Oh Daniel. That awesome cock. Making me cuuuuuummmmmmm."

I watched, entranced, as Anna went over the top for the second time. Danny didn't even flinch as Anna's face went bright red and her jaw dropped open in a silent howl. It had never occurred to me that letting him cum once might make him last like this for a second go-round. Oh, there were so many things I wanted to try now that we'd finally...

Colt slapped my ass, grabbing my attention. Like I could ever control myself so much to keep my mind anywhere but on the dick that was destroying my pussy.

I was wrecked. A drooling, squirting, sweaty disaster. Stinking sour, the taste of Anna's sex still on my tongue. The smell of pure, unfiltered masculinity filled my nose. The stench of sandalwood and leather turning my stomach. My brain nothing but a puddle of pleasure chemicals as Colt's magic wand enchanted my traitorous cunt with every thrust.

All I could do was be supplicant to the man who made me into this mewling, whimpering beast. Colt pulled at my hair and pinched my tender nipples. His hips slammed my ass, forcing the words out of me.

"Oh fuck. So good. God, I. Fuck. I feel it. In me. Oh fuck it feels so gooood."

"What are you?" Colt asked me, the rhythm of his thrusts not stopping. The pounding of my orgasms racing through me.

"I'm... I'm a woman?"

He pulled my hair back again, forcing me to look at Anna. My boyfriend's cock buried inside her.

"No, that's a woman," he said. And I whimpered because I knew it was true. Anna was so much more than me. Her big breasts and wide thighs. I was a twig next to her oak tree. A kitten to her panther.

"I'm a girl," I said, near sobbing, "A little girl."

"You're a cum hole," he said, viciously. "You're my little cum hole. And what do you do with a cum hole?"

"Cum in her," I said, resigned. He was bare in my unprotected pussy. His fertile seed would go straight to my womb. I knew it, but I couldn't say otherwise. I could only surrender to the fact that he was about to put his baby in me. And damn me to hell because I wanted it. I didn't care anymore. I wanted Colt's cum in my cunt. I hungered for him to bust through my cervix and seed me.

Colt squeezed my hips tight. My body braced itself for his explosion. I could feel it -- God, how was it even possible -- the biggest orgasm yet, rising inside me. Just waiting for him to trigger it with the flood of his fertility. It was all I wanted, the orgasm that he was about to wring out of me as he claimed my unprotected pussy. Fill my fertile uterus with his essence. Make a baby in my belly.

The words came out of me unbidden, building the same as my unmeasurable ecstasy. "I... I'm... I'm gonna..."

And then Colt withdrew with a long, loud sigh. "Not tonight, Pipe," he said. Both of us sagged with the disappointment of his decision.

Colt pulled at my hips till I got the point and I turned around. I sat on the edge of the bed. My face right at his cock. A sense of relief and remorse washed over me at the same time.

Colt stroked his dick. His fist pumped up and down his cock, still soaked with my cum. A huge, white ring of my froth at its base. He worked himself hard, like he still wasn't even close after fucking me half to death.

Colt groaned. His dick jerked. The first hot stream of his cum splattered my cheeks. I remembered what I'd thought before. That if I let Colt cum on me, he would be marking me. Making me his own. Another hot spurt hit my face. The salt of it slipped down my mouth. On my chest. My breasts. Again and again he painted me. Till I was sticky with his seed.

I heard a grunt and looked over.

"Oh Daniel, you going to cum, baby?" Anna asked. She bounced up and down on him. The sad little bed squealed under them. "Give it to me. I want your cum in me. Piper won't let you, but I will. I want it inside. Cum Daniel. Come on, baby. Cum. Cum in mmmmmMMMEEEEEEE!"

My boyfriend and my roommate both flushed red at the same time. Danny didn't even pause. Didn't stop to consider at all what he was about to do. To Anna. To us.

Danny roared as he filled Anna with his precious seed. My boyfriend was cumming inside a woman for the first time. Another woman that wasn't me. I watched Anna's body jerk with pleasure. Like I could see each explosion inside of her. The jealousy overwhelmed me.

I wasn't upset that Anna was fucking my boyfriend, that was bad enough, but that she got to feel him cum inside her. That his orgasm triggered hers in a way that my body had never allowed before. The cum that should have been mine.

Anna fell forward and kissed Danny's cheek. "Oh you fucked me so good. Did you like that? Did you like cumming in my pussy?"

"Yeah," Danny said dreamily. "So good."

Anna slowly rolled off my boyfriend. I saw a bit of his seed spill down her thigh. "Fuck you put so much in me," she said. Then she seemed to notice me for the first time sitting on the bed, staring at her. Colt lay languid next to me, the only thing missing was the cigarette in his mouth. "Oh Piper, Colt got you good, didn't he?" She laughed a little.

I looked down at myself. My lips were raw from him fucking my face before. My chest was dripping with sperm. I could smell it, sort of bleachy, as it wafted off me.

"Here let me help you," Anna said. I thought she was going to get a towel. Instead she knelt between my legs and licked up my chest. Anna tongued my stomach. My breasts. Sucking up her boyfriend's sperm. She moved up to my face. My cheeks. My mouth.

I could smell Anna's perfume, her cunt. Heck I could still taste it on my tongue. Her licks and kisses as she got me clean, they all went straight down to my pussy. Like it hadn't already been orgasmed into oblivion.

Satisfied that she'd slurped up all of Colt's sperm, Anna lay back and spread her legs. I saw another dollop of Danny's cream squeeze out of her pussy lips.

"Look what your boyfriend did to me," she said. I stared down. Not sure how to feel. I was so horny and humiliated -- a horrible combination. "Come on now," Anna said, "I cleaned you up. It's your turn."

Suddenly, I realized what I was being asked to do. Some massive part of my mind, what little I had left, screamed 'no!'. But that part wasn't in control anymore. The conscious aspect of my brain that said I didn't like women, that didn't even want a man going down on me, was too small and weak.

I pressed my head between Anna's thighs and lapped right up her slit. Anna shivered. She ran her fingers through my hair and held me in place. Groaning low in her throat as I did the dirty work.

She tasted sweet and salty. Tangy and heady. A weird mix of overwhelming pussy with the occasional overlay of Danny's sperm. I'd never swallowed Danny's cum before. His sperm always ended up on my stomach or in the condom. To taste it for the first time coming out of another woman' pussy was another layer of strange on top of an entire tower of weird built on a foundation of full-on bizarre.

Anna's grasp on my head got tighter. I thought about what I would want someone to do to me and I followed that instinct. I curled my tongue into Anna's slot, hungrily searching for the last of my boyfriend's cum. I lay my tongue flat against Anna's clit and pressed as hard as I could.

"Ah. Ah. AH. AH HA!" Anna's little gasps turned into squeaks as I brought her over the top one last time. I could tell it was a little orgasm, nothing special, but it was enough for Anna.

She loosened her grip on my head and started to slowly stroke my hair. "Oh yes, that's a good girl," Anna said, cooing. "Such a good little girl."

I snuggled into Anna's body. Feeling strangely safe against her warm, soft flesh. My pussy was, inexplicably, still mewling for more, but exhaustion overtook me.

"Come here, Daniel," I heard Anna say, distant. "Keep our little Piper warm."

There was a moment of cold, then Daniel lay next to me. I buried my head in his chest. His arm wrapped around me close. He kissed my head.

"I love you so much," I heard him say.

"I love you too," I mumbled back. The sleep came over me so strong, I could only hope my speech made sense.

I heard creaking in the other bed, and I assumed that meant Anna and Colt were snuggling there. The click of the desk lamp covered us all in darkness. I squeezed Danny tight and I realized he smelled like Anna. I buried my nose deeper into his chest.

"Oh Piper," Anna said from across the room, then giggled. "We're going to have so much fun together."