Chapter 8: Fucking Mary on Top of Her Boyfriend

A few days later, there was a graduation party in our dorm, mostly for those who were leaving the college. With my newfound riches, I made a generous donation to the bar. My girlfriend was too far along in her pregnancy to enjoy the party, so I showed up alone. Someone had set up his music system in the large kitchen area, while another had donated a strobe light and fog machine.

When I arrived, people were dancing wildly, fueled by an abundance of free drinks. There were about fifteen couples and another twenty or so singles or semi-singles like me. I was trying to stay sober, so I opted for a soda and watched the scene unfold.

The girls were dancing wildly and seductively; the guys were mostly watching - the standard college party routine. There was one girl who caught my eye - she had huge breasts, probably D-cups, and was not wearing a bra. Her tits jiggled freely and tantalizingly as she danced, her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her tank top.

Her name was Mary, and she was the girlfriend of a guy who lived three doors down from me. She noticed me watching and redoubled her seductive moves, putting most strip dancers to shame while maintaining eye contact.

I was enjoying her sensual dance, especially her hypnotic tits, when her boyfriend approached her from behind. He was so drunk he could barely stand. They French kissed for a long time, her hips rubbing against his, then she took him off the dance floor and led him to his room. It was obvious what her intentions were: to get fucked before her boyfriend passed out.

Being a bit bored, I decided to spice things up a bit. I walked briskly to my room, where I waited, pretending to look for my key. Instead, I smeared some of my magic cream on my finger and waited for her to walk by.

“Hi Mary! You look great today. Hey, what’s that?” I put my finger on her neck and rubbed the cream in, pretending to take something. “Sorry, I thought it was a spider,” I said and turned to my door.

They continued on to their room, oblivious to the whole incident. I noticed, however, that Marie was getting very flustered. She started to unzip her dress as she was walking, giving me a tantalizing glimpse of her bare back.

I shook my head and was about to return to the party when I noticed that the door was slightly ajar. She had dropped her dress in the doorway, preventing the door from closing. I approached and peered through the crack. Mary was naked with her boyfriend Rich on his back. She was tugging at his pants and shoes, desperately trying to get them off quickly.

She looked so sexy bent over. My dick immediately got hard. I took out my phone to record and watched the scene while rubbing my dick in my pants. She managed to get him undressed. Kneeling on the bed, she had his dick in her mouth and was sucking it feverishly to get it hard.

In his drunken state, Rich was slow to respond, even with her tantalizing tits dangling in front of his eyes. She moved into the ‘69’ position with her pussy over his mouth. He responded by sucking on her clit, causing her to moan loudly. It wasn’t long before the first orgasm rocked her. She let go of the cock in her mouth to breathe and scream in ecstasy. I moved closer to get a better look. This was way better than porn!

After she came down from her orgasm, she grabbed a condom from the nightstand, slipped it over his cock and climbed on top of him. She pushed his only half hard prick into her pussy and fucked him like crazy. Her hips twisted and turned back and forth at a speed I had only seen belly dancers do.

Her tits jiggled and bounced. She threw her head back and let out another scream. It was a long “aaaahhh” followed by “yes, yes, yes - that’s it! - yes!!!!” and then she held her breath and froze, her body tightening. Her legs vibrated with orgasm. She finally collapsed on top of him.

After she got her breath back, she moved her hips up, holding the condom with her hands. His penis was now flaccid. The condom seemed to have some semen in it, a testament to the success of her efforts.

He was out - sleeping off the booze. She seemed frustrated and got up. As she rubbed her clit with one hand, her other hand kneaded one of her large tits. Then she looked up and looked right at me.

A few months ago, I would have been embarrassed as hell to be caught snooping, but after my recent sexual conquests I had become more confident. I held her glaze and even put on a little smile.

“Nice performance, Mary - I like your hip movements,” I finally said.

She didn’t seem to mind that I kept staring at her naked body. Instead, she pointed at Rick. “Well, he doesn’t seem to be appreciating them very much tonight,” she said as she juggled her breasts.

I sensed an opportunity. It seemed her lust was not yet satisfied. I entered and closed the door behind me.

“He’s certainly not paying attention,” I said, pointing to his shrinking penis.

She was standing right in front of me. I grabbed her pussy with one hand and a breast with the other. She gasped, but didn’t try to push me away. That was enough of a signal for me to put a finger in her pussy and my thumb on her clit while I rubbed her nipples with my other hand. She moaned but stayed still.

Mary had the softest, largest tits I had ever touched. I had fantasized about them since I first saw them coming out of Rick’s room a few months ago. I knew how Rick talked about her when she was not there - he did not love her, he just loved fucking her.

I did not feel bad about taking his girl. In fact, it turned me on that he was sleeping right next to us. I experienced a thrill I had never felt before. What was it? Was it the danger of getting caught? Actually, it was much more than that. I realized that I felt a dark pride that a girl wanted me more than her boyfriend, even in direct comparison. It was more than cheating. It was my dick versus his. It was my dick she wanted inside her. My sperm that would fill her. My hand on her clit that would bring her to orgasm.