by Pamela Prim
Megan stared at them, dismayed; she was left by herself unable to climax. Her body was floating in the air suspended above the chasms of unfulfilled desires. She was desperately fondling her clit to achieve her orgasm, when Nicole and Andy noticed her.
Without a word, Andy carried her and placed her on the table top. He spread her thighs and knelt between her legs. His cock was flaccid and was not yet ready to penetrate, so he made use of his tongue and fingers.
Nicole had a better idea of making him hard, though. She knelt behind him and began stroking him. His penis responded after 15 minutes of massaging and caressing. He was half-erect and was starting to become horny anew.
“He’s big again,” Nicole informed Megan. “Don’t cum yet.”
When she was sure his penis was ready, she patted his butt, “Go for it, warrior.”
He straddled Megan then, parting her thighs and exposing her pink, soft petals.
With short, quick thrusts, he entered her warm, moist pussy, changing his tempo every now and then. The movement caused his dick to grow bigger and as his thick dick went in and out of her cunt, pockets of pleasure sprang from all over her body. He went deeper and deeper into the folds of her cunt until he was fully in and he could feel its muscles squeezing his cock. It was a totally delectable feeling that he closed his eyes and continued fucked her until he heard her goading him on, begging him to fuck her more.
He obliged and humped her ruthlessly, her body bouncing like a rag doll on the bed. The ‘rag doll’, nevertheless was screaming in unadulterated happiness. Megan came again – and again - her body trembling as unimaginable sensations suffused her.
It was close to 12 midnight when Andy discreetly left Megan’s room. The girls had 6 hours to sleep before they will finally leave their homes and embark on new adventures.
“We’re now pros in every way, right?” Megan stated confidently. Her body still recuperating from the multiple orgasms she had undergone.
“If you say so,” Nicole winked at her.
They slept with their arms around each other.
College life was not as thrilling as they had expected it to be. So far, it had been dull and uneventful. On the first day of classes, they had an orientation about the subject and the course, and they were assigned topics to report on.
“What’s metallurgy?” Nicole asked Megan when they were reviewing their notes in the library.
“Google is your friend, Google it,” Megan answered, her lips hiding a mischievous smile.
“We’re in the library. I’d rather use a textbook.”
“Good thinking.”
Unlike their previous school, the college was a coed school with men being the majority of the population. In their class, there were 21 males and 9 females. The men were all good-looking, tall and intelligent that made college interesting for Megan and Nicole. They gawked at them whenever they entered the class.
“Don’t be too obvious,” Megan warned Nicole. “Let’s play hard to get.”
“Yup, there are many fishes in the ocean,” she laughed quietly.
True enough, within the first week of school, there were a number of male students crowding around them in the library, or in the school canteen.
“My name’s Henry, what’s yours?” One blue-eyed young man asked Megan.
“It’s Megan,” she smiled at him.
“Can I hang out with you?”
“Sure.”
And so Henry stayed close to them during school breaks. He was studying to be a lawyer and he obviously belonged to a wealthy family by the way he dresses with designer clothes and how thick his wallet was. He also went to school in his own Rolls-Royce. Clearly, he was every college girl’s dream. But he ignored the other rich students and stayed close to Megan and Nicole. The trio were later nicknamed ‘The Three Musketeers’.
“He’s cool, isn’t he?” Nicole asked Megan one day when they were eating their snacks at the canteen.
“Yes.”
“I want him to fuck me,” Nicole persisted.
“Well, I don’t think he’s easy.”
“No one ever said he is. But it would be fun seducing him.”
Yes, it would be fun enticing him to have sex. He seemed a bit of a challenge. He appeared to be unaware of the sensual pleasures the world offered, Megan mused. She could not deny the fact that she liked him a lot.
It was their usual lunch break and Henry was already waiting for them at the canteen. “Let’s have some tuna sandwiches for today,” he stated.
“We’re paying for our own food this time,” Megan informed him.
“And why would you? The tab’s on me.” He insisted.
Before they could refuse, he was already handing his credit card at the counter.
He went back to their table with a smile pasted on his handsome face. “Do you know that an acquaintance party will be held for the freshmen?”
“Yeah, it was announced in class. Will you be going?” Megan asked, curious.
“Well, our department required us to attend. You should attend; you can meet more friends and enjoy your college years.”
“So, we’re all attending,” Nicole piped in. Her expectation of meeting new boys was apparent.
In the party, there were numerous head turners. There was a lanky boy in a gray suit that kept glancing at Nicole, but she wasn’t interested. There was also a Eurasian macho man ogling her non-stop. He managed to approach her and asked for a dance, but Nicole politely refused. And she had to refuse everyone thereafter – even the dark-eyed boy she had a crush on, who invited her to dance in the latter part of the party.
“I’m a wall flower,” Nicole whined.
“And whose fault is it?” Megan remarked.
Nicole remained silent and went to sulk at the corner of the room.
Megan and Henry danced all night, their bodies getting closer and closer as the night wore on. There were some games and Nicole won some prizes, a teddy bear and a box of chocolates. The games improved the mood of Nicole and she went around introducing herself to people she fancied.
Henry was every bit a gentleman, pulling chairs for them, getting them drinks and serving them food. Megan realized he was her dream man; kind, gentle, smart and dashingly handsome. He was rich, as well.
They were dancing cheek to cheek, her arms around his neck and his arms around her body as the sweet chops of Ronan Keating’s “If Tomorrow Never Comes” resounded inside the hall. Most of the songs were disco music and it was the 3rd slow dance that evening.
“Can you feel my heart?” Henry clasped her hand and brought it to his chest. “I’m this way when I’m with you.”
Megan felt his heart rapidly beating. She was surprised. She had thought he was shy and naïve.
“Huh?”
“I mean, I have a big crush on you,” Henry disclosed, his voice trembling.
“No kidding. Are you pulling a fast one on me?”
“Nope, I’m serious,” he stated, slightly offended with her statement.
“Did you ever have a boyfriend?”
“No, but I have enough experience.”
“You mean . . . “his voice trailed off.
Megan’s face turned a beet red, unable to reply.
Henry said nothing and continued to waltz on the floor. He drew her closer to him and rested his head above her long tresses.
Megan smelled his masculine scent – an odor that was young and fresh - like the scent of verdant plants after a heavy rainfall. She could feel his firm chest pressed seductively against her sensitive breasts. She closed her eyes and swayed with the music, her body welcoming the sensations that she had tried to ignore for the past month.
“You know, I’m ashamed to tell you this but I have to,” he paused for a while. He was having difficulty saying the words, “I’m still a frigging virgin.”
Megan stopped dancing and eyed him in disbelief.
“It’s true. It’s not that I didn’t have any offers. I was just such a pompous
prig,” Henry chuckled at his own revelation.
“Well . . . we have our own . . . mmmmm . . . preferences,” Megan managed to stammer.
She was not about to reveal to him that she had been a horny bitch and that she had watched adult videos almost every day before she had gone to college. Nope. She didn’t want him to run away from her because she was attracted to him. She wanted to spend more time with him and get to know him better.
He kissed her on the cheek when it was time to say goodbye, and Megan’s pussy trembled. Would he have sex with her? She wished with all her heart that he would.
“If you don’t make your move this week, I will,” Nicole cautioned her about Henry. “You’d been prancing around him but have no progress at all. He’s into you, and I like him. Wouldn’t it be great to cuddle up with him? I want to give him a great BJ.”
“Watch your language, young lady. People might hear you.” Megan warned Nicole.
“Let’s quit pretending we’re all prim and proper and innocent girls, phew!” Nicole smirked at her.
“I’m not pretending. I already hinted to him that I’ve had experience.”
“And what did he say to that?”
Megan debated whether to tell Nicole or not.
“Well?” Nicole asked.
“He said he’s still a virgin.”
“Whaaat? Come again?”
“I said he’s a virgin.”
“OMG! That’s amazing. A great guy like him? Invite him to our room, please,” Nicole had already outlined her plans. “It would be a pleasure sucking his dick and balls.”
Megan remembered how her body pulsed when he pulled her close to his body, and how her vagina became wet. Her desires consumed her body. She can imagine his cock, proudly standing erect on his hand, and her body ached with yearning once more. She had to do something about it!
When Henry escorted them home the next day, she feigned illness. “Can you stay for a while until Nicole arrives?” she requested.
“Sure, no problem,” he stepped into their room and sat on the small sofa.
Megan and Nicole planned it all. Megan will seduce him and when Nicole returned, they will be a threesome.
“Would you like something to drink?” Megan trembled with exhilaration. She will finally do the honors of devirginizing him.
“No, thanks. Go on and rest,” he stood up and wandered around the room, poking here and there as he paused to admire a photo displayed on their desks.
He stopped on his tracks when he was about to move to back to the chair. Megan was lying in bed, her creamy, smooth legs wide-opened as she cradled a big pillow in her arms. Henry swallowed hard and sensed his penis responding to the scene. He liked Megan and he had been fantasizing about her in his dreams but he never imagined that his dreams would come true so soon.
Megan stirred and he turned away as she caught him staring at her. She regarded himwith a punitive gaze and said: “Why don’t you come over? I won’t bite.”
Henry’s body-antenna went haywire as his heart pounded on his chest. The bulge underneath his pants was unmistakable.
Megan’s eyes were drawn inevitably to his mountainous erection. My! That’s one delectable hotdog.
“Here, here,” she patted the space beside her.
Henry tentatively approached her, expecting something to suddenly spring up and detain him, but nothing came, and before he knew it, he was kissing Megan and she was kissing him back with all the fervor of their teenage passion.
Feverishly, he fumbled with her blouse, wanting to uncover her satiny skin and run his fingers on its smooth texture.
“God, I’ve been wanting to do this since the first time we met,” he whispered into her ear.
“Me too,” Megan purred back, “me too.”
She pushed him down the sheets and nuzzled her nose on his lips, rubbing the tip across his lower lip. Then she licked the outline of his lips with her tongue, careful to linger longer in sucking his tongue. He reached for her and pinned her down with his weight. He was lithe and spry because he was young, and Megan had to give in to his strength.
He covered her mouth with his own as she mashed her tits adoringly, careful not to inflict pain.
“Hmmmm, they’re so fluffy and delicious,” he slipped Megan’s bra out of its hook and held her supple breasts in his hands. “Who says I’m inexperienced?” he crooned, his fingers drawing circles around her tits, moving erotically to their own beat.
Megan sought his lips and he gave in as she drew his tongue and sucked it. She tasted of honey and strawberries.
He tasted like lemon and iced tea.
Megan groped for his cock, and there it was painfully throbbing through his pants, clamoring to be freed from its bondage. She unzipped him and out sprang his impatient dick, waiting to be sucked and milked.
Henry kicked off his pants and frantically reached for Megan’s cunt. She was dripping when his fingers swiped the area. A musky scent emanated from her groin as Henry pulled down her underwear. They kissed again, their hands busy down below, their heartbeat increasing rapidly, and their breaths coming in short spurts.
“Megan, you’re so sweet,” Henry said against her lips.
Megan rolled him over and began kissing his chest, nipples and then down to his pubis. It had been days since she was fucked and she was ravenous. She wanted to straddle him and fucked him endlessly but it would disrupt the moment. She wanted to give him his first sexual intercourse in the most memorable way.
She stooped over his cock and held it firmly in her hand as he groaned in anticipation. She began moving her fingers up and down his dick, careful not to inflict unnecessary pressure. It has to be light but hard enough to constrict the penis; she remembered one of Andy’s instructions. She kept some lube on the bedside in case she needed it, and at that moment, she needed it.She applied the KY jelly and massaged his cock, lovingly. He murmured something and reached out to knead her back.
After a dozen strokes, Megan released his penis and gently wiped out the lube. She fell on top of him and went back to kissing him, sucking at the delicate tissue of his mouth and grappling with his tongue. She then kissed his neck, nape, ears and then allowed her lips to travel down his nips. The kisses were feathery and barely touching his skin but he could feel goose bumps emerging all over his body.
When Megan rested her mouth on his groin, he beseeched her to go on. “Please, don’t stop. Suck me!”
Megan gave in to his demand and held his eager cock in her hand. She blew her hot breath at itstiny opening and gave it one steady slurp.
Henry gave a start. It was the first time; he was undergoing such sensual delights. He moaned when Megan’s tongue sucked on the tip of his dick. She nibbled its tip until he grew larger. With increasing pace, she sucked him gradually, and ran her tongue up and down his glistening cock. She took him all in and then sucked him in between licks. She was not surprised when he grew even bigger, as his passion reached its peak.
That was the time that Nicole entered the room.
Henry didn’t notice because he had his eyes closed, basking in the succulent joy of a satisfying fellatio. He became aware only when there were two mouths and tongues slobbering up and down his dick, and when two oral cavities vied for his cock’s attention. He snatched a glance below him and he saw two heads bobbing up and down; one dark and the other brunette.
“Megan?” he croaked.
The brunette head appeared in his line of vision, “hi, Henry, Nicole here,” she chanted.
What the fuck? Henry attempted to rise. But the pleasure was so riveting that he didn’t want them to stop.
“For your information, this is a ménage a trois,” Nicole blurted out,“ you’re getting banged by two people.”
He wanted to tell them to stop, but his body craved for more of their expert tongues. His dick remained stuck between their lapping tongues as they fought for attention. He wanted to fuck Megan as his sensory nerve endings multiplied rapidly. He could feel his
body trembling in expectation of the big act.
He exerted effort to free himself from their tongues. He then dragged Megan on the bed and his body shook all over in excitement.
