Continuing the story of a long weekend, [starting here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4wut66/mff_the_college_theater_trip/)
After Alex and I made out for a while, she apparently decided it was time for Britney and Katie to wake up, so she dove onto the bed crosswise. Britney and Katie both shrieked a bit and starting wriggling around, but Alex wouldn’t let them up.
“Did you kids have a good time last night?” she asked.
Britney blushed bright pink, but answered, “Yeah…” in a tiny voice. Katie just smirked at me and started tickling Alex until she surrendered and rolled off the bed. Thus freed, Katie jumped up and flung the covers away from Britney and I – both still naked, of course, and we both rushed to cover up while she laughed at us and ran, butt jiggling, to the bathroom.
Alex is one of those annoying morning people who gets up early no matter what she did last night, so of course she’d woken us up at 7am. I was severely hung over – maybe still a little drunk – and sleepy as hell. She bounced on the end of the bed and insisted that I get up, because she had an amazing breakfast spot in mind. Britney demurred in favor of more sleep, so I groaned and dragged myself out of bed, still covering up since Alex had never seen me naked and it was awfully early to feel sexy, then put on my clothes from the night before.
I retrieved my phone and checked my text messages, which among some extremely drunken messages from various people in our party included a single text from Alex – “You’re welcome ;-)” This was unbearably interesting, but I didn’t have time to ask her about it yet.
Alex and I headed down to the hotel lobby where we met up with her boyfriend Chris, my friend Ian, and Ian’s girlfriend Michelle. We all went out to breakfast at a highbrow brunch spot, and a few… several… cups of coffee brought me back to life. Along with my improved brain function came a needling curiosity about exactly what had happened the night before. I didn’t want to bring it up with Alex, especially in front of Chris, so I kept mum throughout breakfast.
After breakfast, Chris and Ian decided to visit a music store, while Michelle headed off to visit a vintage clothing shop with Britney and Katie. I told the group that I was too tired and too much in need of a shower, and that I was going to head back to the hotel to shower and relax for a while before the large group lunch that was planned for a few hours later. At this, Alex perked up and said, “Me too, I’m too gross to be running around in public.”
Alex and I said our goodbyes to the group and started walking back toward the hotel. On the way, I screwed up my courage and finally asked.
“So… You had something to do with Katie and Britney coming back to my suite last night?”
She made owl eyes at me in mock shock, then laughed and said, “Something! I had everything to do with it!”
“I’m not complaining, not at all, but I was pretty surprised!”
“A good surprise, I hope?”
“Oh, *fuck* yes it was.”
She grabbed my arm and spun me to face her, then stood on tiptoes and started kissing me. I responded enthusiastically, and we ended up making out on a busy public sidewalk – it was now about 9am and quite a few people were walking by – for a solid five minutes. We finally broke off and kept walking. I wasn’t sure what to say for a long time, but eventually asked, “So… Why?”
She shrugged at first and said, “I don’t know…” but after a few moments thought, said, “I guess I wanted to fuck you, but since I couldn’t, I wanted to make sure you got fucked, and I know you think they’re hot…”
“But by two girls at the same time!?!” I asked.
She laughed. “I didn’t think I was going to be that persuasive at first! I told them that you thought they were both hot, and that you’d always wanted to have a threesome, and that someone told me you were amazing in bed… They weren’t sure about it, but apparently I talked them into it.”
I laughed at her. “I’m in total disbelief, still. I’m debating whether last night really happened or I just had a really outstanding dream.”
“Real!”
We arrived at the hotel and went up to the suites, splitting up into the separate suites in which we were both staying. I was incredibly turned on from the make-outs, though I still didn’t at all understand what they meant. She had given me seriously mixed signals – telling me that she wanted to fuck me and making out with me despite her boyfriend being around… Chris, as far as I knew, was not cool with the whole free-love environment we had going, at least not where Alex was concerned, so I already felt like I’d crossed some kind of a line by making out with her.
Britney and Katie were both gone by the time I got back to the suite, so I stripped down and headed into the bathroom. As I was brushing my teeth and waiting for the water to warm up, I heard the door to the suite open. I figured it was one of the other three guys who were supposed to be staying in the suite with me, so I didn’t think much of it until the door behind me opened and Alex walked in. I instinctively covered myself again, but she came straight over to me and grabbed my hands. We started making out, but I stopped her after a second.
“Before we go a lot further here, is Chris okay with this?”
She replied, with a slight flash of anger, “He doesn’t give a shit.”
“That isn’t the same as being okay with it,” I replied, “Did you guys break up or something?”
“No,” she sighed, “He literally just doesn’t care. He doesn’t want to have sex with me, so I told him I wanted to sleep with you and he said he didn’t give a shit. I think he meant it.”
“So… This is revenge sex?”
“No! I want you… And he was serious. He doesn’t mind us sleeping together. I think he’s so desperate to avoid sex with me that he sees sex with you as a solution.. To get me out of his hair without guilt.”
What you have to understand is that while Britney and Katie were both seriously hot, my feelings for them ended at orgasm. Fucking them was an adventure. With Alex, though… There were *feelings.* Real, actual feelings. I’d never made my feelings obvious to her on purpose, because she had been in a relationship as long as I’d known her, but we were always just a *little* too close for not being together, and in retrospect I think that was obvious to pretty much everyone. So, I was a little skeptical, but I’d wanted this girl for years without ever having had an opportunity to act on it, so I let my dick do the decision making and slid her shirt up over her head. She moaned at even that touch, which surprised me. As I continued to undress her, undoing first her light blue bra, then her jeans, and finally sliding down her matching light blue panties, she acted like she was about to come.
“Are you okay?” I asked. “This seems like it’s a little intense for you…”
“You don’t understand…” she replied. “I haven’t been touched in months. Chris doesn’t touch me. Ever.”
She slid down my body to her knees and took my already half-hard cock in her mouth, sucking gently and lapping her tongue around as my erection grew harder and became too much for her to fit in her mouth. She continued this for a moment, then stood up and said, “I really do need a shower… Can I join you?”
We got in the hot shower, a large stall with a glass door and travertine (classy!) and I adjusted the faucets to make the heat tolerable. After we’d both gotten under the stream, we spent a long time just standing pressed together, exploring each others’ bodies with our hands and gently kissing. Despite her fit and slim frame, she was so soft – I was mesmerized by her ass and would have lingered there for a while if she hadn’t whispered, “Please, fuck me.”
I turned her to the shower wall and lifted one of her legs to wrap around my waist, then pinned her hands above her head with my other hand and started rubbing my cock against her mound. She was slick with her own wetness, and soon I slid inside her without even trying. She gasped loudly and began making little squeaking sounds as we gently moved together, then came almost immediately. I laughed, and she opened her eyes to give me her owlish gaze and said, softly, “What?”
“It sounded like you needed that!”
She made a face of mock irritation and said, “Well, don’t laugh at me about it!”
“Never…” I said, and started thrusting into her in earnest.
We fucked like that for a few minutes until she came again, this time shuddering so hard that I had to support her weight. She asked for a break, which I was ready to give – I had an ass cramp from thrusting in that position, and the water was starting to get cold anyway.
We dried off hastily and moved to the couch, where she pushed me down and straddled me, then rode my cock with a back-and-forth hip motion that made me cum in minutes. As I got close, I told her, “I’m going to cum…” and she grabbed hold of me and pulled me deeper inside her, then wrapped her arms around me as I flooded her with cum. She whispered in my ear, “Hold me… Hold me and cum inside me.”
We sat there wrapped up together for several minutes, her still panting and shivering. Eventually, I pulled her over sideways onto the couch and we stayed entwined for several more minutes.
As I started to stir, she whispered in my ear, “I love you, you know.”
We sat up, and I said, “I… did not.”
She smiled at me and went to retrieve her clothes.
Suddenly, my weekend seemed a lot more complicated.
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Part 3 coming… soonish. Couple of days, probably. Work has been crazy and I wasn’t even able to start on this until after midnight.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4x0m8f/mf_the_college_theater_trip_day_two
MOAR, OP. MOAR.