by Lynn, KT
I would’ve been a little freaked out at the thought of another girl pleasuring herself beside me as I slept, but because it was Nicole, it really didn’t phase me at all. After you’ve heard that girl sleep with the entire football team, a little masturbation was nothing.
I went to place it back, but for some reason I couldn’t. I didn’t want to place it back and leave it just for her to enjoy. She was getting men every night, and I was getting into my slippers every night. This routine had to stop. I wanted to do something a little more adventurous and this could be it.
I made my way back over to my bed with my newfound friend and got tucked up nicely into the covers, sliding my panties off under the sheets and kicking them off at the foot of the bed. She could walk in at any minute and know I’d taken it; she could walk in and find me using it. I was nervous and excited. I knew it was risky, but I could already feel my body reacting to the vibrations as I turned it back on a second time and held it close to my bare, moistening pussy.
It was too big to go straight in so I spread my legs under the covers and used my free hand to start teasing the outer rim of myself, dipping a finger in when I could and feeling myself loosen up a little. It felt so good. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been touched by anyone including myself. I couldn’t stop now; part of me knew I’d probably carry on even if Nicole came bursting through the door.
I pressed another of my fingers into myself and ran the vibrator up the gap between my ass and my wet pussy, letting the vibrations tease me more, loosen me more. I was almost ready to try and take it. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest as I removed both fingers from my aching body. This was it.
I ran my hand up my body and onto my bra, rubbing over my breasts as I ran the vibrator over my pussy. I began to dig the head of it into myself and moan out as it started to tease my clit almost instantly. I’d forgotten how good that could feel. I continued to bury it into me and moan louder and louder every second. I knew that the walls were thin, that all the other girls in the building might hear me, but I didn’t care. It felt so good.
I started to thrust it into me so that each time it went it, it banged against my now throbbing clit; causing me to moan out curse words as if a real man was fucking me as hard as he could. I was losing my breath; I felt like the room was spinning. Whether it was the alcohol or the vibrator or a combination of both, it felt like the best I’d had. I couldn’t believe I was doing this; I couldn’t believe what I’d been missing out on.
I could feel myself starting to get close. I was trembling at this object’s touch. I was aching over the pleasure it provided me. I now wanted a man more than ever--this was good, but I missed the sweat and the passion, the heat of the moment. I started to think back to the great times I’d had with Tony, not in an emotional way but purely sexual.
I thought about how he fucked me up against the toilet stall in the girl’s room at a local bar. He was so good at that. He’d follow me in anywhere and just pull his pants down, pull mine down and fuck me. He’d hold my head against the wall as he banged my pussy causing me to leak out down my legs. It was these thoughts that started to bring me closer and closer. I was going to cum; I could feel it.
Just moments away from climax, I heard the living room door open which wasn’t far from the entrance to this room. I turned off the object and threw it across the room. I don’t know why. It hit Nicole’s bed without making a sound, and I turned to face the wall with my eye’s tightly closed. My clit was still throbbing and aching. I didn’t want to lose this feeling. I gently rubbed over myself as best as I could, but it was no use; I wasn’t going to finish myself off like this. All I could do was keep myself in this state until I got a chance to do it properly.
“This way. You can eat later.” I could hear Nicole ordering a man to the bedroom. She was going to get fucked right next to me when it’s me that deserves a fuck after all this time. I was a little jealous to say the least.
I heard the door to the bedroom open up behind me and felt Nicole standing over me.
“She’s sleeping so be quiet. I told you it wouldn’t have been her having loud sex. It’s probably the the girl down the hall.” I guess I was moaning louder than I let on.
“That’s too bad. I was hoping to see her naked. I heard she’s got a fucking great body.” An unfamiliar male voice was complimenting me; I was quite flattered, quite turned on.
“She never does anything anyway. She used to be a lot more wild with that Tony but the jerk cheated on her.” Nicole always hated him.
“Would’ve been good if we walked in on her fucking, and she joined us though.” The guy began to laugh, and I heard them both fall to Nicole’s bed.
I could hear kissing, lots of it. Nicole’s soft moans echoing through the room as he no doubt found her weakness at her neck. She always moaned loud when a guy kissed her neck.
“What’s this?” I think I knew what he found.
Nicole started laughing loud, really loud; you could tell she was completely intoxicated.
“My vibrator. Why? Do you want to lend it?” I heard it drop to the floor and then her moans started to begin again. It was turning me on. I wanted to see what was happening but without them both noticing I was awake.
I began to slowly turn around, gradually watching the ceiling go by with squinted eyes until I was finally facing the bed at the other side of the room. I did know that guy. His name was Jay, and he was in my literature class. He was usually half asleep. That’s probably why I’d never heard him speak before.
He was kissing down Nicole’s body. Her clothes were already gone, probably scattered around the living room floor. He kissed further and further down until he got off the bed and on his knees at the foot of it. He began to stick his tongue into Nicole’s spread legs, and she threw her head back with a pillow over her face so that her moans were muffled into it. How considerate of her.
He was working her over really well, thrusting that tongue into her, and using his hands when he could to make her scream into that pillow louder. He looked like he knew how to make a girl throb and ache. I wanted that; I wanted him and from what I heard before, I knew he wanted me too.
I was still throbbing myself. I wasn’t as close anymore, but I was definitely still very horny. I ran a hand slowly over my pussy, which was still soaking in my own juices. I needed what Nicole had; I needed Jay tonight. I just didn’t know how to go about doing it.
“You’re awake, you pervert.” I felt a pillow hit my bed and looked back up to Nicole who’d caught me wide-eyed looking at Jay.
Jay got up from between her legs and made his way over to my bed. I didn’t know what to say. I was so embarrassed.
“You want to join us?” she asked.
I did, I did so much but wouldn’t it be weird? I lived with Nicole and girls really weren’t my thing. I didn’t know how we’d go about this, but I knew that this was my only chance with Jay.
I nodded and Jay threw the covers off me to reveal my mostly-naked body and my obvious attraction towards him with my pussy soaking the sheets.
“Damn, you look good.” As he said it, I looked over to Nicole who nodded at me to show she wasn’t that fussed about what was about to happen. That was a relief. It’s probably the only thing that I was bothered about since she’d been such a good friend, and once again, she was being a good friend.
Jay took down his pants and took off his shirt; he got on top of me right away and began to kiss down my body just like he’d done to Nicole. I could soon feel his wet, large tongue in between my legs as he began to eat me out. Making me moan right away as my already sensitive clit was throbbing in the aftermath of the vibrator. He was good, but I wanted more than this; I wanted him to fuck me. That’s what I was really craving.
Nicole made her way over and knelt down beside Jay, jerking at his dick. I could see how big he was, how hard he was getting. I knew that he was going to finish the job properly.
“You want me to fuck you wit
h this?” He’d caught me staring at his large cock as he looked up at me from between my legs. I looked at Nicole who was smiling as if she was glad I was finally getting laid. Looking back to Jay, I nodded once again with slight moans leaking out of my lips as the thought of it turned me on more and more.
He lifted my legs, kneeling up onto the bed and thrust right into me. his massive dick slamming at my g-spot the moment it entered. I was already loose for him, already wet enough to take his large cock right to the back. He pounded away at me, making me scream out every second.
“You like that?” Jay asked me with sweat rolling down his toned chest and abs, flying off onto me. I missed the sweat of a man as they fucked me.
“Y-yes,” I finally got some words out as he slammed down into me, my moans now echoing through the room and halls of the building. I didn’t care about being loud anymore; I wanted this guy to make me cum more than anything.
I could feel myself getting close once again. As he banged into me, everything went tingly, everything went sensitive, and I finally burst out onto his rock hard dick. Moaning and cursing as my fluids leaked down over him and onto the sheets, which my exhausted body fell back down on as he pulled out of me.
He turned back to Nicole who had been kneeling and fingering herself, watching us as he fucked me. He stuck his dick into her mouth and started to make her suck him dry. I’d gotten what I wanted and didn’t want to deal with the awkward aftermath of it so I turned back over and let myself drift off.
***
The sun came shining down heavy onto my eyes causing me to get up quickly. I looked over to Nicole’s bed to see it empty and could hear music blasting in from the front room. With memories of the night before quickly filling my head, I wanted to see how she felt about it all. I didn’t want it to affect our friendship.
I quickly threw on my panties and a t-shirt that was lying around and made my way into the living room to see Nicole cooking breakfast and dancing around the tiny kitchen that was shoved into the corner of the room.
“Did Jay…” Before I could finish my sentence, she interrupted me with her everyday-happy-attitude.
“Hey, Jay’s gone, but he said he had fun. He wants to come over again next week to see us.” I could tell that our friendship was fine. This was just another perk of living with Nicole. Not only did she bring guys back for herself, but it looks like she didn’t mind sharing either.
The Audition
by Harriet Lovelace
Themes: threesome; MM/F
I didn’t need to do this anymore, but I enjoyed it. I had already established myself as the best in the business. My name was known to all the hormonal adolescents, to all the men, and even to some of the women. For some strange reason, it relaxed me. I knew I wouldn’t stop until the day I died.
Once again I found myself seated in the director’s chair on set for my new film. It wasn’t the kind of film you’d run down to your local DVD store to rent; it was the kind that could only be found through internet purchases or a very embarrassing trip to a neon-lit door halfway through an ally of a bad neighborhood.
My name is Cassie, and I’m a porn director. I had over two hundred adult films out in the first year of my career, which led to huge success and made me a wealthy woman. My office is now littered with numerous adult film awards. I could’ve quit years ago, but I wanted to continue. I felt the urge to make more, and I was never completely satisfied.
The way this usually worked was simple. I’d call in each guy one by one and ask them to perform for me. Once I’d got a few good ones lined up, we’d get filming the moment they were ready to go again, and this would all be over in time for dinner. That’s how I managed to make so many of them. It was simple, and the benefits were great.
Franco, Franklin, or whatever his name was left the audition visibly upset--probably more at himself than at me. He couldn’t get it up. So it was thumbs down.
“Next!” I shouted from my seat, my voice strong enough to travel through the open door to the set, down the short hallway, and into the waiting room.
The thud of heavy footsteps neared. God, this one better not be as disappointing as the last.
The next candidate entered. His muscles were showing through his thin, white t-shirt, and his piercing blue eyes would be a treat for anyone watching.
“Who’re you then?” I didn’t have time to mess around. They were all just juicy pieces of meat, and my audience was always hungry.
“John.” His voice was shaky. A first timer no doubt.
“So John, let’s see what you’ve got.” He furled his brows. The poor man really didn’t have a clue. Fortunately for him, I wasn’t ready to give up on him just yet. He was too good-looking to send out of that door without having a real shot at this.
“Your dick John, get it out.” His eyes widened, and he nodded at my order. He was like a lost puppy trying to find his way home. How cute.
He undid his jeans, and they fell around his ankles, leaving him in his white briefs with what already looked like a promising, massive cock bulging beneath the thin cotton fabric. My heart rate began to rise. I’d already seen every type of dick there was at this point, so why was I getting so excited? There was something special about this one. Yes, this guy had to be in my film; I couldn’t let him get away.
He began to rub over his briefs the bulge beneath, closing his eyes trying to get an image to make him hard no doubt. Minutes passed. Nothing was happening. Great...another stud who couldn’t get hard when it was showtime. He was so attractive though. Why did it have to happen to him?
“I-I’m…” He didn’t need to apologize. They always did that. I didn’t care. I just needed the next man to walk through that door.
“It’s okay, John. You can go now.”
He looked wounded, puppy-dog eyes pleading me to give him another chance.
Argh...fine. He’d won me over, but I was only going to do this once.
“All right then. Let’s get you hard,” I mumbled to myself. I got out of my director’s chair and made my way over to him. I slid my hand down to his briefs and began to rub at his thick dick. It started to get hard right away. His eyes stared hungrily down my low-cut top, devouring the sight of my large breasts.
“Touch them, John. It’s all right.”
He hesitated for a second, but then placed his hand on my aching breast. My nipples were already stiff from the thought of his giant cock. When I said the benefits were great, this is what I meant.
I slid my hand into his briefs. His cock firmly in my grasp was now rock hard. I began to jerk it up and down to make sure he didn’t lose his erection to nerves again. No, he was definitely ready to perform for me.
“Don’t come, John. Try to make this last.” The most important part about adult films were the cumshots. No one ever watched an entire movie. People skipped to the middle for five minutes and then fast forwarded to the end to come along with the performers. So I had to make sure that the finish was great and the middle was great as well.
I got down on my knees and pulled his cock out. It pulsated in my hand, and precum leaked out all over me. He was so juicy, so big. I shook it a little and ran the tip over my lips. Mmm. Using my tongue, I teased the end, working my way down the shaft with little licks to his balls where I played with them, nibbled on them. Then I worked my way back up again to take the tip of his cock into my mouth.
“Uh...uh.” His hands buried themselves in my hair as I began to take his dick further in my mouth, in and out, faster and faster. C’mon stud muffin. You can take a little oral pleasure. Don’t blow it now. His dick was so thick, so big with loads of precum that tasted so sweet on my tongue. I could feel my pussy getting damper by the second. My thong was dripping beneath my skirt.
“Fuuuuuuuck!” he screamed.
Hot sticky fluid hit the back of my throat. His hands locked my head in place, and I was forced to swallow it all. It was too soon; he could never make it into one of my movies if that’s all he had
.
He released my head, and I stood up, wiped my lips, and looked at him. His face was flustered and embarrassed. I still didn’t want to give up hope. He really was too perfect to let go. The only way he’d be walking out that door is with the job, and I was prepared to train him no matter how long it took.
I had the perfect idea.
“I take it you’re a fan of my films, John?”
“Y-yes.” He was panting, gasping for air as he tucked himself back in and pulled up his jeans.
“Take a seat. You’re about to get a lesson.”
John took a seat in the director’s chair. I stormed out of the room, and burst into the waiting room down the hall. Looking around at all the fine male specimens waiting, I noticed two people among them. Alex, my most loyal performer who had starred in almost all of my films and Declan, the new kid who had been in the last five.
