It was hard to think about anything other than Terry during college. Her almost white hair and pale figure. The smooth skin on her breasts as she bent over in a v-neck or the crease of her hips as she curled her knees forward. She was tantalizing. And she had owned me. She had humiliated me in front of my teammates and my best friend. She had complicated things, to say the least, between me and my closest thing to a romantic contact. She had manipulated my body exactly how she wanted to on every occasion… and she had yet to let me finish. All I wanted was to hold her down into the mattress and get even. Then it would be over. Things would just go back to normal. Right? Right.
There was only one source of information in regards to Terry available to me. My once only chance at maybe having a romantic interest slash good friend slash fellow tool at Terry’s disposal. Cat had once been my conservative friend who wore a cross necklace to class and taught bible study on Wednesdays, but lately I had seen more of her – well lately I had seen her naked. Very naked. She had an exhibitionist streak in her. You could tell by the way she flowered in the attention around campus. Awards, leadership roles, teacher’s pet, sorority queen, she lived to serve and please and she had done that a lot lately.
I had to play it cool if I was going to catch Cat off guard. I had to wait for the perfect opportunity. If I could wait, I would easily be able to break Cat. Sure, it may cause a little guilt to use her for nothing other than my own selfish gain. Sure. Sure. Well, to be honest, I felt really guilty. But I couldn’t let that stop me.
Sure enough, two weeks later, the opportunity came knocking. October means one thing to girls exploring their bodies, Halloween.
“Hey.”
Her text was simple enough.
“What’s up?” I replied after taking a while to let the message breath so to speak.
“My sorority is having a party next week for Halloween. It’s at Bluebird downtown. Do you want to come?”
I knew I had my opening. It was my turn to devise a plan though.
“Sure. What’s the deal?”
“Pregame 830. Event 10-2. Cash only bar. Dress sexy. All black. It’s a masquerade thing.”
Well, shit. I didn’t even have to plan. It just sort of fell in my lap. I was going to get to show off my abs and arms all night. If I could get Cat to start touching me I knew that handsy little pervert wouldn’t take long to break down. I got excited at the prospect of being with Cat again. I could still feel her lips on my skin and picture her small tight frame wiggling around on the dance floor already.
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I checked the number on the door twice before knocking. I knew I had the right apartment though because the noise inside was clearly indicative of a pregame. Loud rhythmic bass. The chatter and giggling of sorority girls. It had been a long time since I’d been to an event like this. I think a year or so. I had a bad experience last time so I pushed greek social outings to the back burner. The door swung open and a buxom tan girl with a revealing black crop top with lace from her breasts to her waist and black skinny jeans stood in the frame looking over her shoulder away from me.
“Yeah yeah. They’re fucking worthless. They’re flakes, the whole lot of them,” she said and I could tell by the flush on her face she was either angry or already somewhat drunk. She flipped her head around to me and her visage changed rapidly.
“Oh. Very nice,” she gave me a half smile and stepped aside inviting me in. As I walked by her I could feel her gaze on my body. My outfit was working perfectly. I had on black jeans and boots and instead of wearing a shirt I had opted simply for a black fleece vest. Yeah I know sorry to ruin your leather fetish but it was October I had to stay warm somehow.
As I rounded the corner to the living room I was surprised, there were six ladies and not a single dude. Cat was deep in conversation, at least I guessed, because she was leaning so far forward while speaking to a small asian girl in a silk black kimono. I cleared my throat and she turned with surprise, as they all did, to see the new party member.
“Oh heeeeyyyy!” Cat stood up somewhat and stumbled a bit towards me. The other girls fidgeted a bit on the couch and tried to make some space between them. They must have been slamming the jello shots or something. Cat pushed herself up onto her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around my neck. I lifted her off the ground in a bear hug and spun her around once. She squealed a bit and giggled as I put her back down.
“We’ve been drinking a tad and being a little naughty,” she said as she found her place back down on the couch.
“Yeah we have! Let me make you a drink, loverboy,” the tan girl said to me. I remained standing while she fumbled around the kitchen and a few handles of liquor.
“It looks like I’m the only guy here,” I said pointing out the obvious.
“Yes. Yes. The other boys ditched. It’s all that stupid bitch Amanda’s fault. She has them wrapped around her pinky,” the tan girl said. She sauntered over to me with the drink she had made for me. I could smell it already. I don’t think they were making any attempts to pace themselves. I took a moment to check out her figure now that I was finally in the door. She had wavy black hair and wide hips and shoulders. She was a bit on the thicker side but she still had a flat stomach. Her face was sharp and natural, but she still had a feminine silhouette. Her jeans were tight over her ass and after looking a bit closer I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra. The faint outline of her nipples pressed against her top. She must have noticed me staring because as she handed my drink over she muttered, “it was uncomfortable so I took it off.”
I just nodded my head mutely and tried not to blush. Not like I’m going to complain.
“He wasn’t even worth it,” Jasmine said as she sat down in the circle of friends.
“Who wasn’t worth what?” I asked in an eager attempt to change the topic.
“Amanda’s boyfriend. I let him go down on me and he was horrible,” she said. My attempt to change the topic clearly failed. More sex talk. But I thought it could work in my favor.
“Ah,” I said having figured out the now obvious problem, “so he cheated on her with you and she’s using her pull with his friends to keep the crew from getting together.”
“If you want to call it cheating, sure. All I did was let a guy slobber away at me like a hungry puppy. I don’t see how it’s my problem. I never even touched his dick,” she adjusted her top and her breasts bounced heavily in her crop top. I could feel my dick hardening in my pants so I looked for a place to sit down before they noticed. The asian girl next to Cat scooted over towards her and made room for me on the couch.
There were seven of us in total and I didn’t really know anyone other than Cat. I looked at Cat as a desperate plea for help and she went around the group introducing me and vice versa. The asian girl’s name was Rachel and the tan girl’s name was Lacey. I smiled and tried to swallow sips of the drink Lacey had made me. My god it was like hydrogen peroxide. I saw Lacey watching me struggle.
“It’s mostly Everclear,” Lacey said with a sly smile and a twist of her head to try to suggest her innocence.
“Mmm. Is that what that is? I could have sworn it was barbicide,” I said grimacing. She giggled and leaned forward towards me. I could see her round tits push forward into her top. She knew how to use what she had.
“We like to have fun around here,” she said and then quickly snapped her head over to Cat and kissed her on the cheek. All the girls laughed and I had a feeling she was going to be easy to exploit if it came to that.
“Oh that’s not what it sounded like with Amanda’s boyfriend,” I said. I figured if I could steer the conversation to sex I may be able to warm Cat up and make her a little more susceptible to “interrogation” later.
“Ugh, you know how it is. Guys don’t really know how any of it works down there. They think if they just punch their tongues at it enough it’ll work out in the end,” Lacey sighed again and leaned back into the couch. Rachel was blushing and from her body language it seemed like she was uncomfortable. Looking at the ground. Leaning away from me. Not really too out of the ordinary for most people. Even I was a little shook by Lacey’s willingness to create obvious sexual tension.
“Well, I guess it’s to be expected. Most guys don’t have vaginas?” I offered as a soft counter, just trying to get the girls talking about it more. This got a little laugh from most of the girls.
“You say that, but most guys don’t have nice asses either,” Cat reached over and stuck her hand under my ass on the couch. She was making a reference to my unfortunate nickname on the soccer team that Terry had penned for me not too long ago. All the girls got a rise out of this and I could feel the alcohol and tension building together.
“Oh! You’re the ‘ass’?! I’ve heard about you,” Rachel spoke up now. She looked like she had just recognized a celebrity.
“Uhhh. I suppose that’s me. But keep in mind I worked for these buns, I wasn’t born with them.” I could still feel Cat’s hand on my ass and I knew she enjoyed putting me on display like this. The least I could do was play along.
“Well don’t just tease us! Let’s see what you worked so hard for,” Lacey said reaching over and pulling me up to the center of the group. Lacey let her hand linger on my arm as she pulled. As I stood I could see Cat giving Lacey a jealous look. She had just taken away her toy. I smiled and let Lacey fondle my ass and say something or another, I wasn’t listening, this was just going way too perfectly.
“Wooooow it looks like ass isn’t the only thing he’s got going on,” one of the girls said, I couldn’t remember her name, but she reached forward and ran her fingers over my abs quickly. Never underestimate alcohol plus pack mentality when it comes to young women. Or people in general actually. The girls howled an “ooh” together at this and Cat also ran her hand down my abs all the way to my waistline before pulling her hand back.
“Yeah looks like he’s get a thick one too,” Lacey said and grabbed the outline of my dick in my pants and gave it a quick squeeze. I could feel a little precum rub on my leg from the force. I was growing into the role of center of attention and I could see why girls like Cat liked it so much. It felt good to have all the eyes on you. Knowing that any one of these girls would jump at me if the lights went out and I could feel their hunger on my body.
“Woah, woah, woah let’s not eat dessert before the main course here,” I laughed and let my dick throb in my pants.
“It’s quite a mouthful. A very filling dessert,” Cat winked at me and Lacey gasped at the comment.
“No way! You little slut. You took a bite of this right here?” Lacey reached out and grabbed my dick again this time she didn’t take her hand off it and I didn’t make her. I could see her nipples poking hard into her shirt and I could feel her skin was getting hot. I knew she was probably getting wet too. I could imagine how it’d feel to stick my hand inside the waist of her pants and run my fingers down over the wetness building in her panties. She looked up at me and without losing her face she adjusted her crop top and in the process flashed me the dark skin of her nipples. I throbbed again in her hand and felt more precum leak out. If I wasn’t careful I’d have a visible wet spot soon. The girls all teased Cat and Cat could barely keep the smile off her face. She really loved the attention.
“Woooow. It’s getting frisky in here. I say we hit a round of shots and then get this show on the road,” Cat interrupted and with Lacey’s help retrieved a bottle of liquor and some shot glasses from the kitchen. I could feel the rivalry building between them now. Cat wanted me as her toy, her trophy, and Lacey wanted me for a sexual exploit, a quick orgasm. Either way I knew I was going to get to cum at least once by the end of the night. We poured the shots back and began to file into the Uber.
I found myself in the back row of a Suburban or Yukon or something with Rachel and Lacey. I had hoped it would be Lacey and Cat, but seeing as Cat was the ringleader she sat up front. Rachel was in the middle between us so I checked her out from the corner of my eye. She was pretty and small. She had the body of an athlete, maybe track or something, so I decided to try talk to her about that.
“Do you play a sport?” I asked. Wow I’m actually a genius at starting conversation.
“Yeah, I actually fence here at school,” she smiled and put her hands together in her lap. She was stereotypically shy.
“Fencing. That’s cool. To be honest I didn’t know that was a collegiate thing,”
“Yeah, it was an easy scholarship so I went for it.”
“Don’t let her fool you. She fences because she loves to get poked if you know what I mean,” Lacey leaned over and winked at me. Rachel rolled her eyes and blushed a little, or maybe it was because as Lacey leaned over she had put her hand high on Rachel’s thigh. Lacey whispered something in Rachel’s ear and they both giggled.
Rachel reached into her purse and took out a few mini bottles and handed them to us discreetly. We poured back the shots of whatever and I let Lacey direct the conversation. As we chatted back and forth about nothing in particular, Lacey’s hand slowly rose higher and higher on Rachel’s thigh pulling the kimono up shorter and shorter. I was mid sentence when I looked down and noticed the tattoo on Rachel’s thigh.
“Nice tattoo. Nice legs,” I looked up at her face to show her I approved. Her face had changed completely. She looked like she was melting. Her face was warm and her shoulders had dropped into an almost come hither stance. She looked like she was about to drool. I looked over at Lacey and Lacey bit her lip before motioning for me to come closer.
“Rachel has a thing. She’s actually covered in tattoos,” she whispered to me. I was confused. Lacey pulled the top of Rachel’s kimono down to reveal her tattooed skin. Sure enough just above her breasts the tattoos began and sprawled as far down as I could see in the back of the dark car. I looked back down at the one on her leg. It was a depiction of a knot of some kind.
“Did you see the one of the rose? That one’s my favorite,” Lacey said pulling the kimono back even further and fully flashing me Rachel’s small but perky little breasts. In between them there was a dark red rose sprawling across her breast bone. It was beautiful, but more noticeably I finally realized that her nipples were pierced with bars.
“Rachel is sort of our closet freak. She loves all that bondage kink stuff,” Lacey said slowly putting Rachel’s kimono back.
“I like the pain. I guess I got it from fencing. But I like the needles and burn of the ropes,” Rachel finally spoke up.
“Wait ropes?” I asked. Then it hit me. She was, like, really into it.
“Maybe she will show you later,” Lacey said and shrugged.
“Why are you showing me this?” I had to ask. I couldn’t just leave well enough alone.
“She’s too shy to ever bring it up herself…and someone has to arrange things for her and I charge the guys a small fee.”
“So… you’re her pimp…” I looked between the two of them and Lacey giggled a bit at the suggestion.
“Something like that I guess. I’m just looking out for her as a friend and looking out for myself as an entrepreneur if you will,” Lacey said as she leaned over Rachel to whisper to me, “Go ahead and touch her. First one’s for free.”
Lacey pulled Rachel’s kimono even higher and I could feel myself bulging hard against my pants.
“Th-that’s ok. I’ll save my freebie for later,” I could barely manage to sputter out the words. I desperately wanted to feel. Just out of curiosity I told myself. But Rachel’s quiet demeanor made me feel too pushy and as someone that keeps getting sexually curved by a similarly demanding deviant like Lacey I didn’t want to put her in the same place…but her skin did look extra soft and smooth and her arms were pressing against mine and I could feel the heat of her skin. I wanted to kiss her, just because of the look on her face. She looked so…so hungry.
“Mmm. That’s too bad. More for me I guess,” Lacey said and then pushed her hand up between Rachel’s legs. I watched in amazement. Why am I always hanging out with nymphos? I could tell by the movement on her forearm that she was stroking Rachel’s pussy. It didn’t take long before Rachel’s knees were quivering ever so slightly, but she kept her gaze straight ahead. Lacey bit her lip as she took her cellphone out of her purse and held it out for a selfie of all of us.
“Sorry, just need to send a pic to my sister real quick. She won’t stop bugging me about my outfit,” Lacey said and snapped the picture. She looked at the photo for a second then held it out to me. “What do you think?”
In the picture you could see three people. One flushed asian with a disheveled black silk kimono and a hand between her legs. One tan girl with thick dark hair and heavy breasts with nipples poking hard into her black crop top. And, of course, one me with my dick bulging hard against my pants clear as day.
“I don’t think you can see a lot of your outfit in that photo,” I said trying to readjust my dick. She shrugged and slipped her hand out of Rachel’s pants. We were pulling up on the party at Bluebird. I guess I should tell you a little about it. Bluebird was the name of a house that the Greek life on campus owned. It was basically a giant party house right at the end of a semi isolated road where the parties got loud and nutty. Greek organizations took turns once a semester planning huge parties there, but you could pretty much always show up and expect someone to be there drinking, snorting, smoking, or boning. Whatever college kids are up to, you know?
There was already a crowd gathered outside as people slowly entered the building. I felt like a king though when all the girls stepped out of the car and I stepped out as the only dude. We joined the small line and I ran my eyes over all the girls again. Their outfits seemed fairly tame compared to what I could glimpse inside. A lot of skin. A lot of heels. A lot of jiggling. Sidenote, to all the guys out there, let’s get better at matching the sexy halloween costumes please? Over half the dudes there were just wearing a black or navy t shirt and the whole premise is a black out masquerade…
Anyway, at the doorway a folding table had been set up and stacked with masks. A posterboard had been set up and stated that to enter tonight you had to wear your mask at all times or you would be kicked out. They were really committed to the theme this year apparently. You could choose between white, black, or gold, but they were all just a cheap flimsy plastic. I took the gold and the girls all took black.
I had built up a pretty good buzz and didn’t want to lose it so I headed straight to the bar and grabbed a round of drinks for us. It was just some sort of hunch punch. I took a sip to see how it tasted. It tasted, as you’d expect, gross. Like shitty vodka and sugar.
I took a moment to take it all in. The music was loud as fuck so it would be hard to do any real talking. It was crowded, but not too crowded. I could move pretty easily, even with all the drinks in my hands, through the building. The girls had moved to the restroom while they waited on me to get the drinks. When I caught sight of them I almost had to scoop my jaw off the floor. Cat and Lacey had removed their jeans. Cat was now in a pair of short leather shorts with dark stockings running to her heels and Lacey had on fishnet stockings and what was essentially a bikini bottom to go with her crop top.
“You look nice,” I said to them as I handed out the drinks. Cat giggled and did a slow spin for me and hiked her ass up in the air as she moved it past me.
“You can touch it,” she said..
“Uhhhh,” I didn’t know what to say. All I could think about was how good her skin felt and how nice her pussy had tasted from our first encounter. It had been so soft and cute just like the rest of her.
“You’re so awkward just touch it. Jesus,” Lacey grabbed my hand and put it on Cat’s ass and put my other hand on her ass. Hers was big and soft and as we slowly walked to the center of the room to dance I could feel it bounce beneath my fingers.
“Let’s have some fun!” Cat shouted and we all poured down our drinks.
The music was what you’d expect. Something for people to get on each other to. I could feel the drinks pushing me into a happy drunk and being surrounded by gorgeous women made me feel extremely alive and extremely confident. I pulled Cat towards me and she pulled Lacey with her. I couldn’t tell if she was trying to show off that I had chose her to dance with or if she just liked the attention of being seen as the girl getting grinded on both sides. Because Lacey did just that. As Cat rubbed her ass on me in time with the music Lacey made sure that their hips moved together. I could feel the eyes of the people nearby watching the erotic display. Cat reached out and put her hands on Lacey’s ribs beneath her crop top and let her fingers slide under the cloth. Lacey smiled and said something to Cat but I couldn’t hear it.
Slowly Cat pushed the fabric up and a few people nearby hooted. She let it ride up until the bottom of Lacey’s tits could be seen. The sight made me harden up and I’m sure Cat felt it on her ass because she pushed back hard against me. She dropped her hands from Lacey and turned to face me. She pushed her crotch against my leg and took my hands and leaned up to shout in my ear.
“Hold these,” she took my hands and turned again and pushed my hands up under Lacey’s crop top. I let instinct take over and moved my hands over Lacey’s breasts. They were big and her nipples were hard and hot. She just smiled and started grinding even harder against Cat. We were all pressed together even closer now. The place was starting to fill up so space was at a premium. The people nearby were watching as I groped Lacey under her shirt and Cat grinded between us. Her hard little body felt good against mine and she slipped her hands under my vest and onto my bare skin. I knew she could feel my cock pressed against her and I wondered how long before my precum would soak through. At this rate, not long.
Cat leaned up against me on her tiptoes for a second and whispered, “God I’m so horny.”
I couldn’t think straight. My blood was all below my waist and the huge handfuls of Lacey tit weren’t helping. Cat was on the edge. All the attention of the people around us must have been driving her crazy. She was sweating and begging me to fuck her with her eyes. I was losing control of the situation (like I’d been in control before). But all hell broke loose when Lacey put one hand on Cat’s cheek from behind and pulled her into a hard kiss. My cock throbbed and Cat took one hand off my chest and grabbed it through my pants. I leaned to the other side of Cat and put my lips on her neck and slowly bit my way up and down from her ear to her collarbone.
It lasted only for a minute or so but Lacey turned away and took Cat and I both by the hand and we headed for the stairs at the far right of the room. The second floor was littered with bedrooms from back when the house had been the actual sorority house where the girls lived. Instead now most of the rooms were used for storage, meetings, and then there were of course a few with a mattress and a chair or two to be used for whatever we were about to get into.
The first two rooms we tried were locked, but the third was open…the only problem was there were already occupants. A small blonde girl was bent over facing away from us on all fours with guys at either end of her and a couple more ready to go. It took me by surprise. I had never seen anything like that not on PornHub or something. The guys all looked up for a moment when we walked in, and one of them excused himself by pulling up his pants and stashing away his cock as he left. But the rest didn’t stop. They kept pounding at either side of her and she made little effort to turn and catch our eye or stop it.
“Uhhh are we interrupting something?” I asked. I looked over at Lacey and Cat. Lacey had a smirk on her face and Cat had what seemed like a look of sheer jealousy.
“No. We were just finishing up here. She made us ditch our dates tonight so we were just making sure we got to use her like a date,” the guy standing behind her said. He quickened his pace and we all watched as his cock slipped in out of her. She was soaking wet and his cock glistened as it dipped in and out.
“Oh, Amanda. This is what it takes to get even with me hmm?” Lacey said. She walked over and stood in front of her. Amanda recognized her immediately and tried to get out of her predicament.
“Ugh. I’m so close stop moving,” the guy at the front said and reached out to grab the back of her head. She tried to say something but she was cut off as the guy began to finish.
“Fuck,” Cat said. It was hard not to feel my own cock in my pants as we watched. It felt like he was cumming for a year but in reality it was only a few seconds. Amanda didn’t swallow. She sputtered several times trying to get the cum out of her mouth. The guy wiped his dick off using part of her dress and pulled his pants up and left.
“This is your fault- you- bitch,” Amanda managed between sputters. Lacey laughed and the guy waiting his turn stroked his cock several times to get it hard before standing in front of her and dangling it in front of her.
“My fault? You make it sound like a problem. It seems to me like you asked for this,” Lacey said squatting down in front of her now.
“You owe this young man right here and I think he has every right to collect,” Lacey continued. She reached over and took the guys cock in her hand and guided it into Amanda’s mouth. Amanda tried to protest but the guy behind her was fucking her hard and slow. She couldn’t keep still.
“The universe has a funny way of evening itself out, doesn’t it?” Lacey said taking in the whole situation. We had stumbled our way from about to have our own crazed sex into walking in on her arch nemesis having a train run on her delicate little pussy. I was on the fence as to whether any of this was really consensual. But Amanda wasn’t exactly shouting for help.
Amanda was squirming trying to get up off her knees but Lacey stood up and put her foot down hard on her back. Amanda fell forward and the guy behind her had his dick pop out of her pussy for a moment.
“Hey!” he shouted at Lacey in protest. Lacey frowned as she saw the guys dick. It was pretty small.
“Relax. You’ll get yours. Take care of him,” Lacey motioned to Cat. Without missing a beat Cat walked over to the guy and grabbed his cock in one hand and pressed her lips to his. His hands found their way to his ass and he moaned into the kiss as Cat stroked his lubricated cock. I could have sworn I had seen something like this before. This bossy bitch attitude. I tried to think but I was too busy looking at the wet hole that had just opened up a few feet away.
“She needs to be punished not tickled. Your turn now,” she looked at me and nodded with her head to Amanda’s pink practically dripping pussy.
“I can’t I-” I put my hands up to protest.
“I know you want to.”
“No. I don’t even know her!”
“That guy barely knows her himself. His buddy just promised him a nut in her if he ditched his date. Go over there and get yours too. But make her work for it.”
“I don’t even have a cond-”
“None of them do! Every bitch is on the pill these days,” Lacey stepped behind me and guided me behind Amanda. Like she knew what was about to happen she hiked her ass up a bit higher in the air. Her pussy smelled like sex and was a bright shade of pinkish-red.
“She didn’t do anything to me,” I said and I could feel my resolve crumbling. I felt the precum sliding out of my head. My knees were weak and I had that feeling in my stomach that I was going to cum already.
“Look…” Lacey gently took my head in one hand and guided my gaze over to Cat and the other guy. Cat’s outfit was around her ankles and her feet were up in the air. They had found a small ottoman in the corner that Cat could barely fit on. The guy was fucking her as hard and as fast as he could. His hands were wrapped around her calves to lift them so he could slide in at the right angle and he was moving frantically in and out. “She basically stole your date. This is her fault. Look. That should have been you. Don’t you think she should be punished for that?”
I don’t know how it happened, but at some point in her little pep talk Lacey had pulled my pants down just enough to pull my cock out of my pants. She traced her pointer finger up and down the shaft collecting my precum. She slowly put the finger in her mouth and licked it clean before she pushed me forward. She was right. This was Amanda’s fault. Now I wouldn’t be able to accomplish my mission. I’d have to come up with some other excuse and try again and delay this little game all over again. I’d had enough. I pushed my cock into Amanda’s pussy. It was soaked and loose. She had been getting fucked for at least half an hour I’d say. It felt incredible though that smooth feeling of wet pussy on all sides was exactly what I needed. I closed my eyes and felt Lacey run her hands up and down my chest as I slowly pumped my cock in and out of Amanda. I felt her ease into my thrusts and put my hand on her ass cheek to help stabilize as I pushed deeper and deeper. I looked up to see the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on some random guy’s cock. The guy smiled at me and held his fist out for a quick fist bump. Weird. But I did it anyway. He was just a bro getting his dick sucked. Sometimes you have to celebrate that with another bro. I looked over at Cat who was still being worked over by the other guy. He now had her facing the wall and with her hands on the top of the chair so he could fuck her from behind. She was furiously rubbing away at her clit and I felt a pang of envy as he took a handful of her short hair and pulled it back.
I looked down at Amanda and without thinking slid one of my thumbs down into her asshole. It gave way almost immediately with how wet she was and it didn’t take long before I was working it all the way to the knuckle in time with my thrusts. I heard a surprised grunt so I looked over towards Amanda’s head again.
“What are you doing?” The guy asked as Lacey had come up behind him and put one hand on his stomach just above his cock and the other on his ass.
“Just relax and trust me. You’ll enjoy this,” Lacey said as she pressed a finger firmly on his asshole. I could see him tense up at first but Lacey slowly traced circles around it and let her mouth run up and down his neck to ease his muscles. She then slowly pushed her finger in ever so slightly. It must have hit the right spot because he immediately became tense again and you could see the orgasm building inside him.
“Oh fuck” was all he managed before Lacey took her hand and pulled his cock out of Amanda’s mouth and stroked him to completion. His come shot out in fast ropes three times and left blobs all over Amanda’s face. She began to wipe it away with her hand when Lacey slapped it away. The guy took his cue and left the room without saying a word.
“I don’t think so. You don’t think I’m here to help you do you? Grab her arms,” Lacey grabbed a handful of Amanda’s hair and pulled her head back so she was forced to look up at her. I didn’t hesitate and grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her arms back towards me. My cock was as deep as it could get. I could feel the end of her pussy with my head and I had to slow my thrusts not to hurt her or myself. With her free hand Lacey pulled her bottoms down and off and tore a hole in her tights around her pussy with her fingernails.
“No-” Amanda started but before she could finish her protest Lacey took her head and shoved it into her cunt. Lacey’s pussy was completely bare and she let Amanda know as she used her pussy lips to drag the guy’s cum all over Amanda’s face.
“Don’t act like you hate it. You’re such a fucking slut,” Lacey berated her as she coated every inch of Amanda’s face in cum and hot juice from her pussy. I wanted to say something but Amanda was actually getting turned on by the degradation. Her pussy was tightening around me and she was pushing her ass hard against my thumb to try to take it deeper and deeper.
“Now show me what your boyfriend couldn’t,” Lacey said as she directed Amanda’s head to her clit. Amanda’s tongue shot out and began eagerly running up and down her love spot.
“That’s good at least you know what that does,” Lacey said breathily. She was hornier than she thought because her orgasm was coming and fast. We were all sweating as we bounced Amanda’s small little sorority girl body back and forth between us. My cock and thumb buried in her holes as Lacey held her face against her clit. I leaned my head back and tried to say something as I felt my own orgasm take hold. It came from deep inside my stomach and I felt it roll up through my feet. I think I managed to say “fuck” as I poured days of cum deep into Amanda’s stomach. I pulled my cock out and my cum began to drip down the front of her pussy onto the floor.
“In her ass now,” Lacey ordered between quick breaths. I was spent, but still hard. I let the tip of my cock touch her asshole and I felt her stiffen.
“Sorry,” I muttered as I pushed past her resistance and slid three inches of my cock in before I let her rest.
“Cumming” was all Lacey got out as the sight of me ass fucking her biggest rival sent her over the edge. I saw the muscles in her hips tighten and she pressed Amanda’s face hard against her cunt, practically smothering her. She then sighed and rolled her head back before loosening her grip on Amanda and eventually letting her go. Amanda fell to the floor but I held her bottom half up by the hips. At some point the other guy had finished with Cat and left because I saw her move back into my field of vision. Her outfit was basically destroyed and I think she had some cum in her hair.
“What do we do with her now?” Cat asked.
“She’s not done. We need her to truly regret what she did… and understand one thing… I am top bitch on campus and if I want your boyfriend to lick my pussy. He’s going to lick my pussy and there’s nothing you can do about it. Flip her over and get behind her,” Lacey said to me as she handed Cat her phone. I flipped Amanda over on top of me so that I was laying on the mattress and her back was on top of me. I pushed another inch or so into her ass.
“You. Start filming,” she pointed at Cat.
“You. Start masturbating,” she pointed at Amanda.
“Wha?” Amanda managed in her stupor.
“Masturbate. Flick the bean. Rub your fucking clit,” Lacey said as she maneuvered back towards Amanda’s top half. Amanda began to rub her clit slowly, but Lacey was having none of it.
“Like this you dumb bitch,” Lacey reached down and rub Amanda’s clit in fast circles. Amanda’s hips bucked and I felt another inch of my cock slide into her ass which only made her buck her hips even more. I was almost completely in her asshole now. Amanda moved Lacey’s hand out of the way and began to rub her clit furiously. She was moaning loudly and now that she was on her back my cum began to drip down from her empty pussy and onto my balls and shaft.
“Who is the boss?” Lacey slapped Amanda hard across the face. Amanda said nothing.
“Who is the fucking boss?” Lacey slapped her other cheek even harder this time.
“You. You are,” Amanda said without stopping her masturbating.
“That’s right. I fucking own you. You fucking whore.” Lacey stood up and squatted down over Amanda’s stomach with her ass facing me and looked Amanda in the eyes.
“I fucking own you. You are a useless whore,” Lacey lowered her hips even further over Amanda’s stomach and without warning a warm clear stream began to flow from her pussy. She was pissing on her. I felt it run down Amanda’s sides and mine and pool beneath me. She didn’t moan so much as grunt as her orgasm shook her whole body. My cock was fully in her ass now and I closed my eyes and took in the moment. Lacey stood up and put her bottoms back on. I followed suit and removed myself from inside Amanda. She looked pitiful. Cum leaking out of her. Her face covered in goo. A puddle of piss soaked her stomach.
“Unless you want this video all over the school I suggest you remember that,” Lacey said.
“You won’t show that video to anyone. You’re just as bad in it as I am,” Amanda said sitting up and looking for her clothes.
“Our masks are on in the video. We have a plausible denial. But hmm…that’s definitely you,” Lacey said admiring the film on her phone.
“Where are my clothes?” Amanda was pawing around the dimly lit room looking for them.
“Oh these? I’m taking them with me. Souvenirs. But here. Take this,” Lacey took her mask off and threw it to her, “Good luck getting out.”
And with that she pivoted and left the room. I felt bad for her now so I threw her my vest.
“I’ll remember this,” she said looking at me. I couldn’t tell if it was meant as words of gratitude or words of vengeance, so I didn’t say anything and left the room for the party.
We were all pretty spent so we called another Uber and piled in the back. As we sat in the back Lacey pulled up the video and let us watch it. It was hot in a weird way. Looking back on it now it feels like we were actors or someone else was doing it in my body. The only other person who ever made me feel that way wasn’t even here.
“I have to send this to my sister. She’s going to love it,” Lacey said and created a new message with the video. She hit the recipients box and hit the letter “T” and immediately it all made sense. She confirmed it by spelling out the rest in a few quick strokes, “erry”.
It all made sense. It all made sense. The manipulation. The seduction. The attitude. The power. She was just a tan dark haired Terry. I let my head hit the headrest and looked straight ahead. I had been outplayed again. I had been used again in one of her little games.
“What’s the matter?” Lacey asked me with a genuinely concerned look on her face.
“I can answer that,” Cat smiled, “I never told him about Terry.”
The whole time I thought I was going to use Cat. In the end, she had used me. The rest of the night slid by like a blur. I don’t remember anything except waking up the next morning to a sliver of light through the shades and Cat’s warm naked body pressed on my shoulder. I couldn’t win.
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