Chapter 22

Erin was giggling uncontrollably at the movie, but Frieda was outright howling with laugher, as was her buddy, Paul. Along with Teagan and Tonya, the five college students were all enjoying a rather brainless summer comedy on the television in Frieda's living room, munching popcorn. Paul and Frieda were sipping martinis, while Teagan and Tonya drank beer. Erin had opted for a diet soda, reminding herself that she still had a lot of studying to do that night.

At first, Erin had experienced some second thoughts about going over to her neighbor's apartment to watch a movie. For one thing, she was feeling pretty worked up after spending the afternoon trying on bathing suits with Josie and Anna. She couldn't put her finger on it precisely, but something about being with the two of them had left her feeling sexually charged. Obviously, they were strutting their stuff in front of each other, barely clothed as they modeled their suits in front of the dressing room mirror. But there was more to it than just that. Something in the air around those two practically sparked with erotic energy, and it had been contagious.

The other thing was that she didn't really know Frieda very well, and while she got a good vibe from the few encounters they'd had, she wasn't sure what to expect. When she'd first knocked on Frieda's door a slender, doe-eyed young man had opened it and invited her in, introducing himself as Paul. Erin's first impulse had been to assume that he was Frieda's boyfriend, but it had quickly become apparent that they had a sisterly relationship; Paul was a queer as a three-dollar bill.

He was also a really nice guy with a great sense of humor, and Erin soon found her apprehension dissolving as Paul joked with her and asked her about herself. She liked Paul a lot, actually, and was glad to have met him.

Soon after, Frieda's other friends had shown up and she'd met them as well. Teagan was a curvy blond with full lips and a propensity to giggle, while Tonya was another redhead, though her hair and complexion was much darker than Frieda's, and Erin suspected that she might color her hair to get that rich, brownish-amber glow. The four of them had grown up in Capital City and had known each other in high school.

Later, when the movie came to it's predictable conclusion, Paul threw popcorn at the screen and booed loudly.

"I demand a refund, woman," he loudly insisted, suppressing his laugher. "That was, bar none, the worst movie I have ever seen."

"Sure, you just hated it, I can tell," Frieda chuckled, pressing a button on the remote to lower the sound as the credits rolled.

"Whew, that was pretty bad," agreed Teagan, laughing despite herself.

"And gross!" Paul reminded her with a wagging finger. "Hello! There are some things that don't belong on screen outside of a porno, I'm sorry."

The girls all laughed at him, Erin included. Frieda noticed her and hoped she was having a good time. It seemed like her friends had all taken to her neighbor, and she was pleased.

Later that night, when Erin was saying goodbye to everyone, she picked up a friendly vibe from all of Frieda's friends and was really glad she'd met them. But she also knew she now had some catching up to do with her studies. Erin changed into her sweats, poured herself a soda, and hit the books once more.

Josie was now on her back, her legs pointing up towards the headboard as Jake pounded into her, fucking her with a mad passion that was making her head spin. She no longer could form words, simply groaning and grunting as the latest in a long series of mind-shattering orgasms wracked her body, her arms and legs flailing about as Jake pistoned into her again and again.

The talk of fucking Anna had set them both off, turning something loose in Jake that refused to be satiated, and he fucked her hard, with all of his strength, stretching her quivering snatch deliciously, their loins alive with explosive, electric energy.

Jake felt like he might never be able to stop. He'd filled Josie with two loads of spunk already since changing to this position and he felt no drop in his furious need to pump his sexy girlfriend again and again. Josie wailed in joy as he fucked her, taking her to places other women merely dreamt of, her body a shuddering, uncontrollable mess of orgastic overload, and she soaked them both with her juices.

Like a madman, Jake roughly pulled out of her and tossed her onto her stomach, lifting her ass up so that she was on her knees, facing away from him, and he drove into her again, filling her from an entirely different angle and setting off another flood of exquisite friction between them, and Josie whimpered and moaned, helpless to do anything but thrust back at him with what little strength she had left, exhausted yet unable to stop cumming for him, for Jake, her sexy boyfriend, her god.

Jake's mind was a blur of emotion and pleasure, both clouded by his lust and somehow incredibly clear as well. He was hyper aware of Josie's beautiful body glowing in his hands, her glistening ass and haunches slapping against him as they fucked, and he somehow knew just what she was feeling, sharing her otherworldly, orgiastic joy. It was a pure sensation, a rarified, indescribable experience, and he felt himself slipping away as if losing consciousness despite his animal sensitivity to everything about her incredibly sexy body.

His hands on her breasts were like a prayer to an ancient goddess of fertility and youthful power, and his cock buried in her unspeakably wonderful snatch burned as if the entire universe was unfolding there, deep in her center.

Jake and Josie were having a great fuck.

When, over an hour later, Jake finally collapsed on Josie, he had changed positions once more, returning to a more missionary pose, and Josie had gone limp like a rag doll, heaving in ragged, erratic breaths as she struggled to come down from such an incredible experience. Jake had rolled to his side, and she'd reflexively curled up into his arms, the two of them totally exhausted.

Some time later, Jake wearily opened his eyes and realized slowly that daylight was streaming through the bedroom windows. His arms were wrapped around Josie's naked body, and the morning sunbeams gave her flesh a gorgeous warm glow. She was grinning in her sleep, looking as sexy as ever. He gently rolled her onto her back, easing his arm out from under her head as he set it down on the pillow, and she let out a contented sigh in her sleep. He propped himself up next to her, laying on his side with his arm bent at the elbow to hold his torso up. He couldn't take his eyes off her beautiful form, and a tender warmth permeated his entire body.

Josie's sex looked puffy and swollen, no doubt a little sore from the evening's workout, but her lips still looked delectable, glistening as they were in the sunlight. The sheets were an awful mess, he realized, but he didn't care. He knew a simple truth at that moment, one that he had known before but was re-enforced in his mind now, that Josie was his whole life, his center, and his love for her was boundless.

After-sex happy thoughts, he knew. But he didn't try to dismiss them or minimize them. Rather, he tried to memorize this feeling of intense compassion and love. He felt wonderful.

He wanted to wake her up so he could share this moment with her, but couldn't bring himself to disturb her deep sleep. Looking over at the clock he realized that they'd slept through the alarm (he didn't even remember turning it off), so they'd missed their morning classes. He wanted to fix her breakfast and bring it to her, but he couldn't bear to leave her side, so he just lay there next to her, watching the gentle rise and fall of her breasts as she slept.

Cindy rolled over and hit her alarm, realizing that she was running late. She shook her head, trying to shake lose the sleepy haze filling her head. Memories of the night before came back to her, and she wondered if she'd done the right thing.

Frank had come back with her after their dinner date, and they'd had a nice simple evening at her place, sitting together on the couch drinking wine and watching television, just chatting and enjoying each other's company. Frank had seemed a little nervous, and he finally admitted to her that he was embarrassed about getting so drunk at the winery. Cindy had accepted his apology, and, as one thing led to another, the two had ended up making out on the sofa.

It had been nice, Cindy thought as she brushed out her hair in front of her bathroom mirror. She assessed her reflection, looking over her nightshirt-clad body with satisfaction. She'd even let Frank play with her breasts a little towards the end, right before she'd told him she needed to call it a night. He really seemed to like that, and it felt good to Cindy, too, the way he'd caressed and kissed her there.

But that was all it had been; nice. Her thoughts drifted back to her night with Jake, how powerful her passion and need had been then as he held her in his arms. Being with Frank just didn't compare. True, she and Frank weren't doing anything as racy as her encounter with Jake had been. God, she was still shocked to think about how easily he had broken through her defenses and literally swept her off her feet.

Still looking in the mirror she slowly ran her hand over her fine breasts, tracing them with her fingertips, aware of her nipples poking out from behind the soft fabric. Jake had made her cum just by playing with her sensitive breasts, something she didn't think was even possible.

But that's the past, she reminded herself, returning to brushing out her thick blond hair. Jake and Josie are a couple, and one night of his straying attention didn't mean that she'd ever do that with him again. She really wanted things to work out with Frank, even if it couldn't be the same as that wonderful night with Jake.

When Josie finally stirred, she stretched her arms and legs as she arched her back in a feline gesture, letting out a soft little moan of contentment. She opened her eyes to see Jake's face framed in early morning sunlight smiling down at her, and she smiled back.

"Morning, sleepy head," he said softly.

"Morning yourself," she said with a yawn. "What time is it?"

"Late. We missed our early classes, I'm afraid."

"Oh well," she purred, curling back up close to him. "Guess that means we have some more time to kill, eh?" She raised her face to his and Jake kissed her tenderly, drinking in the exquisite softness of her lips brushing across his.

"Hmmmm," Jake moaned, sliding his hand over her slender hip. "I guess we do."

Josie giggled softly, pushing her tongue into Jake's mouth as she snaked her leg over and around his waist, pulling herself against him.

Another hour later and the two of them were enjoying a steaming hot shower. Josie washed her hair while Jake languidly caressed her soapy body, the two of them feeling quite happy and energized.

"So, you're not mad at me about my little thing with Anna?" Josie asked, looking back over her shoulder at Jake as the water cascaded over her body.

"No, of course not," Jake assured her. "I was a little surprised, that's all. When you first told me about being with someone else, I assumed you meant another guy. I don't know." Jake wasn't sure how to say what he was thinking. "I guess that would really bother me, Josie. I know it's not like I have any room to talk, but I'm pretty fucking jealous when it comes to the thought of sharing you with anyone. But with Anna it's different."

"Mmm," Josie giggled, turning to rub her soapy breasts into Jake's muscular chest. "Could it have anything to do with the fact that Anna's a sexy young woman whom you wouldn't mind fucking yourself?"

Jake just chuckled, running his hands over Josie's slick backside, reaching down to cup her round ass.

"Maybe that's it, baby," Josie continued, teasing. "Maybe it's easier for you to think of me with someone else so long as it's a sexy little blond like Anna or Monica."

"Whoa, don't tell me you fooled around with Monica too!" Jake laughed, giving Josie's tush a playful, wet slap.

"Yeah, I'll bet you'd just hate that, wouldn't you," she laughed. "I know you too well, buddy." She stopped laughing after a moment though and became more serious. "Jake, baby, I know we're kidding around and all, but believe me, I'd never be with another guy. There's only one man in the world for me and that's you. I mean it. Please believe me."

She looked into his eyes with such a sincere look of trust that Jake impulsively pulled her tightly into his arms, his head against hers.

"Baby, I believe you," he said solemnly. "I believe you, and I'm sorry I'm such a prick. I don't deserve you."

"Deserve me or not, you're stuck with me, mister," Josie giggled, wanting to lighten the mood again.

She sucked his earlobe wetly into her mouth and gave him a sharp, playful nibble.

"You can count on that!"

She squealed as Jake lifted her up and spun her around in his arms.

Later, Angie entered the courtyard at the center of campus and saw her friends across the way.

"Well, I wondered if I was ever going to see you," Angie said, stepping up to meet Josie in the University Commons. Josie and Anna had just sat down for lunch and were pleased to see Angie happen by as well.

"Hey, you've been pretty busy yourself, sister," Josie countered.

"Hi Angie," Anna said, sliding her backpack over to make room for the slender blond. Angie plopped down next to the younger-looking coed and smiled to her.

"Hi Anna. That's a really cute blouse, I love it."

Anna smiled. She wore a light frilly shirt that left her flat tummy exposed, along with a long flowing skirt. It was one of her favorite outfits, at least recently.

"Thanks Angie! I love your top too. You and I have to go shopping sometime, okay?"

"Sure, I'd like that," Angie said with a smile. "I actually have a little money to spend these days now that I've been working for a while."

"Do you still like Fat Teddy's?" Josie asked as she unwrapped her sandwich. "It seems like they keep you pretty busy."

"Yeah, I really do. Rachel is about as cool a boss as anyone could hope for, and I get along really well with Ellen, too. It's been a lot of hours, sure, but that's what I needed. And besides, that might change here in a little bit. I know Rachel wants to start taking classes again, and she's talked about hiring more help."

"Cool, well, it'd be nice to actually get to see you outside of that place now and then."

"Yeah, yeah," Angie said, shrugging her shoulders as she punched a straw through the lid of her soda. "So, did I hear right, are you guys planning on another party?"

"Yes!" Josie nodded her head animatedly, obviously excited. "Not this weekend but the next. And this time everyone will be there!"

"Cool," Angie said. "I'll let Rachel and Ellen know, maybe they can come by after work. Saturday night, right?"

Josie nodded affirmatively, taking a bite of her sandwich.

"It's gonna be so cool!" she mumbled, her mouth full of food.

Angie and Anna laughed at her, but they were both thinking the same thing; this party should be a good time.

Across campus, Jake was settling into his seat for one of his lecture classes. After walking into campus with Josie they'd split up to go their separate ways, and now he sat alone in the lecture hall. He was fairly early for his class, with time to kill before anyone showed up. He pulled out the book Klaude had mentioned yesterday and started reading where he'd left off. He soon found a mention of the Sect of the Phoenix, but it was just that, a mention. He was enjoying the story, though, and wasn't in any hurry just then to find more references.

One passage about ordinary sex life being "an undisciplined waste" got Jake thinking, as did the idea that "women should be treated as vessels of a religious mystery."

It was true, he did feel like the women in his life were incredible, nearly mystical creatures. There were times with Josie when he felt like he was having some sort of out-of-body experience, the sex was so intense. He often felt like he was worshiping a goddess when he was with her.

But there was something of that with every woman he was with. Bringing out the sexually ravenous side of Erin was a truly powerful experience for him, an incredible rush. And Cindy had been fabulous, he thought, closing his eyes to picture her sexy body writhing and shuddering uncontrollably in his arms. Even Darcy, whom he admittedly still viewed in purely sexual terms, had inspired a certain level of intensity, of almost spiritual energy.

Jesus, he laughed at himself, I'm gonna give myself a chubby just thinking about it. He looked around and noticed that the classroom was starting to fill up. He watched as a pair of attractive coeds came down the isle towards him. He'd seen them in class before, couldn't remember their names, but just then they seemed incredibly sexy to him, as if his own sexual desires were emanating from his every pore. He was practically humming with carnal electricity, and it was almost as if the girls were picking up on it. They took seats a few chairs down, but both of them made welcoming eye contact with him, clearly sending positive signals his way.

Jake grinned at them, feeling both charged and relaxed simultaneously, and he settled into his seat to watch the rest of the students arrive. He felt as if he were riding a wave.

After class Jake was heading to the commons when he saw Frank approaching, apparently in a good mood.

"Hey, Jake!"

Jake stopped walking and waited for Frank to catch up.

"Hey there, Franklin," he said with a smile. "How's it going?"

"Man, it's going great." The two resumed walking towards the commons. "I'll tell ya, I thought I'd really blown it with Cindy the other night, you know, cause I drank too much."

"I take it you've smoothed things out," Jake asked, mildly curious. He fondly remembered Cindy gushing all over his face.

"Yeah, and it sounds like I have you to thank for it. Cindy tells me you guys were hanging out Saturday afternoon, and it whatever you said to her convinced her to give me another chance."

Jake was a little puzzled by that, but he tried not to make too big a show of it. All he could remember saying to Cindy that day was that he'd like to see her again.

"Well, I'm sure she's just being nice," he told Frank.

"Whatever, man; I'm just glad she's not pissed. Thanks for whatever it was anyway, okay?"

Jake just smiled at him. Did that mean Cindy was sleeping with Frank now? He didn't want to ask, but he was curious. As if on cue, Frank went on.

"'Course, she's still holding out on me, but I can wait, believe me. I just didn't want to get totally shut down."

"She's coming around, eh?" He remembered Frank's drunken complaints Friday night.

"Well, yeah, a little." Frank realized he was probably giving too much detail. "But like I said, for a chick like Cindy, I can wait."

"She's something special, no argument here."

Jake remembered Cindy's big, round, sensitive tits, remembered the way she'd cum just from his playing with them, and he was glad to hear that Frank wasn't fucking her. He realized that he already felt a little jealous, as if Cindy were his girlfriend instead of Frank's.

Frank had taken off in another direction before reaching the commons, so Jake was walking alone when he saw Josie sitting with Anna and Angie. He waved and headed over to join them at their table.

"Hey guys," he said with a grin, taking a seat next to Angie and across from Josie. All three girls were looking quite stunning, but he found his attention particularly attracted to Anna, knowing what she and Josie had been up to yesterday.

Anna was grinning, but it was clear that she was also a little embarrassed, realizing that Josie must have told Jake about them. He gave her a little wink, which only served to make Anna blush more. Angie picked up on Anna's behavior and suspected something was up, but she had no idea what. She also noticed the big grin on Josie's face, but that was par for the course when she was around Jake.

"Hey there, stranger," Angie said. "Didn't see you this weekend. What, are you getting too good for Fat Teddy's?"

"Not at all, sister," Jake assured her. "Just one of those things, you know, busy weekend and all. How come you weren't out at the pool on Saturday?"

"Guess."

"Mmm, work?" Jake said. Angie smiled, but he wondered if the long hours were getting to her. "Well, you're not working next Saturday, are you?"

"Well, yeah," Angie said, "but I was just telling Josie, maybe I can get Rachel to close early so we can all make the party."

"Yeah, you should. Wouldn't be the same without you."

"Yikes, what time is it?" Josie suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Anna's wrist to look at her watch. "I gotta run, late for class. Seeya guys!"

She leaned over to give Jake a quick kiss, then hopped out of the booth and took off for her next class.

"Yeah, I gotta get moving too," Angie said, slinging her backpack over her shoulder as she stood up. "Seeya around, Anna. Hey, Jake, I almost forgot. Rachel was hoping you'd stop by soon. I guess there's something she wants to ask you about Teddy's."

When Jake gave her a confused look, Angie just shrugged.

"Don't ask me, she didn't say. Seeya!"

"Seeya Angie," Anna said, her voice cracking just a little.

Jake smiled at her, recognizing how shyly she was acting. He slid over in the booth so that he sat directly across from the cute, youthful-looking coed.

"Hey there, Anna," he said in a friendly tone.

"Um, hello, Jake."

Neither of them said anything for a moment, and Anna was having a hard time making eye contact with Jake, instead looking down at her hands on the table top, fiddling with her soda.

"So..." Jake said, chuckling.

Anna looked at him and saw that he was on the verge of cracking up, and she had to smile despite herself.

"I guess, um... I guess Josie told you about, um..."

"Hey, Anna, it's just me, Jake. I'm your buddy, right?" He resisted the urge to reach over and take her hands in his. "Everything's cool as far as I'm concerned."

Anna giggled then, feeling relieved that Jake wasn't angry or anything.

"You know, it's not like we planned it. I don't want you to think, well, you know..."