Chapter 31

I woke up out of a deep sleep when I heard someone moving around. I opened my eyes and saw Stacy pulling on a bathrobe. She had a whispered back and forth exchange with Al. But it was loud enough that I heard the end of it. She said, “Oh, wait, you can use this.” She pulled a plastic liner out of a small wastebasket, held it out, and he dropped a full condom in it, then rolled back on the bed.

Stacy headed out the door, presumably to pee. Anne was sleeping on her stomach, one arm off the bed and pointing at the floor.

My mind was drifting and I was startled when I heard a voice whisper, “Carter, are you awake?”

A guy’s voice, so not Anne, and Stacy had gone out, so it must be Al. Even half asleep the brain was still razor sharp.

“Yeah.”

“Have a good time?”

“I did, but it wore me out.”

“Come over here so we can talk quietly.”

I wasn’t sure what he needed to talk about quietly, but I wouldn’t find out unless I went over there. Bare-assed.

I got up as softly as I could and went across the room and knelt by the bed.

“How do you feel about switching?” he asked me. “I somehow got chosen by Stacy, but I have to admit that I find Anne kind of sexy. Do you have any interest in her that you might want to follow after tonight?”

“She is cute, and sexy too, but I’m not sure we have much in common though. So the answer is no.”

“When Stacy comes back I’ll bring it up with her. She might have had as much of me as she can deal with tonight.”

Which probably meant that he’d screwed her till her pussy was sore. Still, if he wanted to give Anne a try, I didn’t really have a valid reason to object. So I said, “Okay,” and made my way back to the other bed.

I had just gotten settled when the door opened and Stacy came back in. She hung her robe on the back of the door and crawled back into her bed. And that was Anne’s cue to wake up. She reached down to scratch her leg, then stretched and turned over.

“Oh. You’re awake,” she noticed.

“Just for a few minutes. For some reason I slept like the dead.”

“Can’t imagine why. Maybe you’re coming down with something.”

“That’s probably it.”

From the other side of the room I heard whispering, not loud enough for me to make out. Anne was trying to find a stray hair on her lip that was bothering her, so she wasn’t talking. Thus I was able to hear Stacy when she said to Al, “Well, aren’t you the horny little bastard!” They continued to talk quietly until Stacy said, just loud enough to hear, “What the hell, why not. A little variety might be fun.”

Well, that went more smoothly than I thought it would. Al could be very convincing when he wanted to be. Stacy turned over on her side, facing us. “Anne, are you conscious again?”

“Uh, yeah. What’s up?”

“Alfonso here hasn’t had enough and has just confessed that he’s got the hots for you. You want to give him a try?”

“Hot for me? Aren’t you two, like, together? At least for tonight?”

“I’m not sure if I can take another pounding like the one he just gave me. I may need some down time. Fair warning, he’s packing. You want some of this?”

She lay back and thought about it. Her eyes would occasionally flick over me, so I was in this equation somewhere.

To me she whispered, “I don’t feel quite right about this somehow. I liked what you did earlier. But if I’m honest I have to admit some curiosity about him and what he’s like. He was a bit of a fantasy for me and Stacy, from class, and I’ve thought about it. What do you think?”

“I think if it’s been a fantasy of yours, you should see what it’s like in real life, so you’ll be able to deal with your next fantasy with the benefit of experience.”

She leaned up and gave me a kiss on the cheek, threw the covers off and walked across the room. Stacy traded places with her and walked across the room to me.

“Hi there,” she said. “Fancy meeting you here.”

“Clever. I see what you did there.”

“Full disclosure, Carter. Alfonso wore me out pretty good. I’m not sure what I’ve got left.”

“Anne wore me out pretty good, too. But if it’s okay with you, maybe I’ll just play with your body for a while. I never really got a chance to examine it up close. I’d hate to miss the opportunity.”

“I guess that shouldn’t involve too much effort from me, so fine, have at it.”

First thing was to send her Foundation and Rowboat to sensitize her. After a moment’s thought I sent her Glow as well. If Al had been pounding her pussy, it was probably stretched out some. Glow would make it shrink a little. I’d invented it so an average size dick in it would feel larger than normal. So perhaps it would make her pussy go back to its usual size.

I was curious about how much it would shrink. I’d never tried it in these specific circumstances before, where it had been stretched.

I may not need it, but I sent myself a Cum Block as well.

Stacy had gotten herself comfortable, lying on her back, one arm under her head, eyes closed. I slowly traced the outline of her body with one finger. She was fit, good muscle tone, maybe did some sport for fun. Her boobs were a smaller cup size than Anne’s, but bigger, so they made a nice handful.

Her waist was also a bit smaller than Anne’s, so it made the curve to her hips stand out. When she’d stood up before during the game, I saw that she had a compact round butt that looked very firm.

My finger had reached one hip and I couldn’t extend my arm much further so I dragged it across her belly just above her pubis. She didn’t make a sound, but I definitely felt that on my e-dar, she was thinking that I was going to play with her clit. She was a little disappointed when I bypassed it and started moving it up her body on this side.

This time when I reached her boob, I leaned down and licked the nipple, grabbing it with my lips and pulling it until it snapped free, over and over. After a minute I felt one hand placed on the back of my head, stroking it with her fingers.

I brought my other hand up and fondled the other tit, sometimes rolling the nipple between my fingers. I sent her a Shiver, which is just a tiny puff of pleasure and gratification, and I felt her relax.

From the other bed I heard Anne complain, “Take it easy, Alfonso, I can’t even get the tip of it in my mouth. Let me figure this out.” Anne’s fantasy is turning into a slightly different reality.

I started to work my way slowly down Stacy’s body with my tongue. All her attention was on me right now, so it was no problem to find her thread and walk it up to her epicenter. I wanted to know what she liked, what she hated, what fantasies I might be able satisfy. And I was also curious how she’d responded to Al’s dick. I was pretty sure that whatever their classroom fantasies had been, they hadn’t included a horse cock.

She was relaxed, partly from having cum recently, but also at the feeling of my tongue and fingers playing with her body. It was a slower buildup than she’d had with Al, and she was thinking she preferred this. I looked around in her epicenter.

She liked guys playing with her tits, and she sometimes got a rush if they were slapped or pinched. She liked being restrained. No, wait, there’s something else that says she’s afraid of being tied up, so what does it mean to be...

Ah, it’s something quite specific, a guy holding her wrists together so she can’t use her hands while he fucks her. She also sometimes likes a hand around the throat, symbolic choking. Oh, and sometimes a blindfold so she can’t see what’s coming next.

She likes guys playing with her butt, it’s pretty sensitive. Definitely spanking. She uses a butt plug with a vibrator! It gets her off. And she likes fingers and small dildos in her butt. Not yet decided about dicks in her ass, as the guys who had done it to her before had been a little rough.

Not a big fan of giving head. She’ll do it to an extent, but it makes her gag if it goes in too far. Unlike Anne, she hates cum in her mouth. Doesn’t much care for facials.

I’d been looking for her analysis of how Al’s big dick had felt, but hadn’t seen it yet. In the past when I’d been searching for something ambiguous, I’d found that imagining it happening sometimes triggered the place where it was stored to “light up”, using an analogy that helps visualize it.

So I did that. I imagined (difficult because I didn’t actually have a vagina) a huge dick trying to force its way into my pussy, putting myself in her head. What would it feel like? It’d feel like it was being stretched uncomfortably, I suppose, and something really big trying to push inside. I did my best to visualize it, and saw a glow on one ‘wall’.