Rose Does College
Copyright© 2026 by Mr Anton Pipe
Chapter 19: Trust
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 19: Trust - Molly's daughter Rose is eighteen and off to college in the big city. There will be new friends and lovers. Tears, joy, intrigue, parties, danger and lots and lots of sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual NonConsensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Post Apocalypse Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Uncle Aunt Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Food Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports Foot Fetish
Dinner had already devolved well beyond foreplay before it reached dessert. Both girls had their legs spread and were kissing and chatting about squirting. What made them go off, what it felt like, what it tasted like and when and how often it was possible. They made no attempt to keep track of Alex and Ross who swapped frequently using fingers and tongues to stimulate two gorgeous, willing, warm, pussies.
“We should do dessert a la tit I think,”
Alex said, taking his mouth off Lynn’s clit and sliding a finger into her.
“Urr ... Whut do we have ... for dessert?”
Ross asked between slurps that ran the length of Rose’s lower lips.
“Apart from first class pussy, that is.”
“A nice stiff chocolate moose,”
Alex answered and dived back in to get his tongue under Lynns clit hood when her pussy flexed under his fingering.
“We could put them both in the bath, spread it on and keep them there till it all gets eaten I suppose.”
Ross mused.
“Mmm, great idea. Swap time.”
Alex mumbled around Lynn’s swelling clit. He had clearly got to her and didn’t want her going off too soon.
They kept it up until Rose and Lynn were panting into one another’s mouths and then really went for it. Actually having sex with Rose with his tongue was still a ridiculous, unthinkably hot and fantastical experience as far as Alex was concerned. It was way beyond just licking her. He could put his tongue right into her vagina and feel it spasming around him. Her lower lips swelling against his mouth, her juices flowing under his tongue. He was already in a state where cock buttering was definitely possible. He heard Lynns ecstasy muted by Rose’s mouth as well.
“Score two the guys. Now for dessert.”
He fist bumped with Ross and almost laughed at his wet face until he realised his own was probably wetter. Well he wasn’t about to start licking Ross’ top lip for him. There were limits to friendship after all.
Rose and Lynn just moaned and each slipped sideways. By the time they returned from carefully situating two good size bowls of chocolate moose. The really good, thick, dark and sticky kind and a glass of red wine in the bathroom the girls were lazily slurping at one another. Alex bodily scooped up Rose and carried her towards the bathroom. That was about as far as he’d get with her weight, not that she was heavy but he wasn’t exactly a lifter. Not for the first time he thought about joining Darren’s gym and, as usual, rejected the idea for the ongoing fees.
“What are you up to?”
Rose asked languidly, hanging on his neck.
“Dessert.”
“Will it be sexy?”
“Of course it will darling. You’ll be in the middle of it.”
“Then you have my permission. That cum was lovely by the way.”
“You should thank Ross.”
“You swap really well but I can tell the difference between your tongues.”
“If anyone can, it would be you my edible lover.”
With that he lowered her carefully into the bath and went to see what was keeping Ross. Ross was tongue tickling with Lynn. Her hand wrapped around his cock as she sat spread legged on the edge of the couch and slowly pulled him by the cock towards her dripping pussy.
“Can’t leave you two alone for two minutes and you’re making love again. What will be next?”
Alex joked.
“Fucking!”
Lynn answered, opening her eyes and leaping up.
“In the bath with you, naughty slut,”
Alex said and Ross chased a squealing Lynn in that direction, play smacking her behind as he went.
Alex was only two steps behind.
“I only see dessert for two and wine for one,”
Rose said, when he reached the bathroom.
“That’s because you are dessert and the wine glass is a West Harring tradition.”
With that Ross’ hands went into and out of a bowl of moose in a flash and onto Lynns tits before she’d even sat down properly in the tub. Rose grinned and leaned towards her only to be hit in the chest by a thrown handful from Alex. Absolute pandemonium ensued with Lynn trying both to pull Ross into the tub and to grab his bowl so she could get her revenge and Rose and Alex throwing handfuls of moose at one another. Rose at a huge disadvantage as he had the supply and she was in the bottom of a tub that was rapidly getting more and more slippery. Two minutes later Ross was kind of in the bath. His butt still on the rim and his legs in the air but his head and shoulders in Lynn’s lap. She was wearing the bowl on her head and he was cleaning her fingers one by one in his mouth. She was of course smeared, front and back, head to toe in moose and grinning like the proverbial cat. Alex said,
“Here. hold this,”
and handed Rose his bowl. Then vaulted up onto the bath edge behind her and slid, pointed toes first, between her back and the tub. Just where she couldn’t get at him, even with the rest of the moose in her hands. Not to be outdone she rolled over, as slippery as a greased wheel and smeared the front of her body against him, clapping his face between her hands with most of the rest of the moose. She’d got him good but now his arms were under hers and she had no grip or purchase to go anywhere. She became a wriggling slippery eel in his arms, flailing chocolate and laughing. Alex held her beneath the arms and proceeded to eat his dessert, off whatever parts of her luscious body his mouth could reach.
“And where’s my portion?”
she asked, squeezing her tits together and wiping them all over his face.
“I’m pretty sure it’s all over Lynn if Ross hasn’t eaten it all.”
“You are a naughty man but I love you, so you can lick it off her and feed it to me properly and I might forgive you. Only if I get some wine though.”
Alex did his best to swim down to the other end. Rose tried to fuck him while pretending she was helping. When he got there Ross had clocked the finger game and was cleaning Lynn’s inner pussy lips instead of her fingers that would just get more moose and keep coming back.
“Do you mind if I lick some moose off you. Rose hasn’t eaten since she last ate you and she’s dying of hunger,”
Alex asked Lynn, from an upside down position where his head kept getting bumped against her leg by Rose trying to hump him.
“Go ahead darling. I’ve had plenty and Ross is ... oh, Oh, that’s so good.”
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