Chapter 23

Andrea Tortelli had finished vacuuming the family room and decided that was enough for the day. She'd already cleaned up in the kitchen, done the laundry and made a grocery list for her shopping this afternoon. She looked around her spotless house, absently scratching her chin. She couldn't think of any other housework to do.

Bored, she decided to change into her swim suit and lay out by the pool for a little bit. She didn't want to be totally white when she went on vacation this weekend. A few minutes later she was stepping out onto the deck dressed in her black bikini. She lay down on one of the deck chairs and spread some oil over her smooth skin.

Though she didn't see it herself, Andrea's figure was still a knock-out. She was slender, like her daughter Ally, but her breasts were much larger. Amy would probably follow in her footsteps in that category, Andrea figured.

She sighed, relaxing in the comfort of the sun's warm rays. She'd noticed that Ally and Amy had actually spent some time hanging out together last night, something they hadn't done for such a long time, and she was glad. She didn't like to see Amy moping around as much as she was lately, and being with Ally had seemed to brighten her mood considerably.

Her memory of last night wasn't all good, however, she recalled. Her husband could be such a prick sometimes. She wasn't sure that she was really looking forward to their upcoming vacation, despite the chance to spend some time quality time at a luxury resort. Things between her and Tony hadn't been very good for a long time now.

She'd rather be taking the girls with her than her husband, she realized. She didn't really like the idea of leaving them home alone for the weekend. Not that she didn't trust them, but it was too great a temptation to get into some kind of trouble. And she'd probably have a better time with them than she would with Tony.

Oh well. She resigned herself to the way things were. She figured she couldn't really complain. She had it better than some women she knew.

Darcy set her book bag carefully down at the foot of the stairs and silently crept towards the sounds of passion, not wanting to interrupt anything but curious nonetheless. She peered around the corner into the family room and saw Jake furiously pumping the daylights out of her wildly convulsing room-mate, Brittney, her head rolling back and forth senselessly as she came again and again, crying out and moaning like a banshee.

Darcy was shocked, but her shock soon turned to arousal as she watched them from the corner, her pussy quickly moistening at the erotic sight of Jake fucking Brittney. She was clearly lost in an orgasmic haze, and Jake was pistoning into her like a madman, a look of satisfied concentration on his face as he watched her shuddering and flailing about beneath him. He was in total control, fucking Brittney as he'd fucked Darcy just a couple days ago, and she felt weak in the knees as her own erotic memories fused with the dramatic scene currently before her.

Jake bent down to take one of Brittney's breasts into his mouth and Darcy quietly snuck past them, heading to the far side of the room to stand near the sliding glass doors leading out to their porch. From there she was slightly behind Jake, and she watched, fascinated, as his chiseled body rose and fell, thrusting forcefully into Brittney.

"Ahhhh! Oh my god, Jake, I'm cumming again!" Brittney howled. "I'm coming, sweety, oh fuck Jake, I'm cumming, baby!"

"Cum for me, Brittney, you sexy fuck!" Jake tersely commanded as he rhythmically thrust into Darcy's room-mate. "Cum for me again!"

Darcy stepped towards them, standing just behind them, the heavy scent of their lust filling the room. She felt her own heart racing, her pussy tingling, and she wanted Jake too, wanted to fuck him just like Brittney was fucking him now.

"OOOOOO! Oh!" Brittney wailed, tears of joy streaming down her face. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Aghhhhhhhhhh!"

Her entire body flexed up, arching stiffly as her orgasm reached an unsustainable level, and she couldn't move for a moment, unable to do anything but desperately hang on to Jake's hard body as the flood gates opened up, and she came and came and came, unleashing a torrent of incomprehensible cries of indescribable ecstacy.

Jake wasn't quite ready to cum, but he didn't care. Seeing Brittney like this was incredible, she was such a hot, sexy girl. He'd lost count of the times she'd climaxed violently as they fucked. He was in the midst of an incredible, erotic high, soaring through an orgasmic rush, when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He turned suddenly, startled to find Darcy standing next to them, looking at him with a wild, hungry look of lust. She licked her lips, moving her hand down to lift up her skirt, rubbing her crotch.

Brittney's body collapsed suddenly, falling limp on the sofa, her chest heaving with the effort to catch her breath, and her eyes opened to see Darcy standing next to her lover, her hand on his back. She smiled up at her room-mate through an orgasmic haze, her face flushed and glowing, and she turned to Jake with a wild look in her eyes.

"Me next," Darcy panted as she rubbed her crotch through her panties.

"Do it, Jake," Brittney pleaded breathlessly. "Fuck Darcy next!"

Darcy leaned forward to press her lips to Jake's, pushing her tongue greedily into his mouth, and Jake pulled his hand out from under Brittney's ass to reach over and cup Darcy's, pulling her closer to him. He didn't want to leave Brittney's snug, heavenly snatch just yet. Still moving slightly, stroking in and out of her, eliciting a series of soft moans from the exhausted girl.

He slid his hand down to the back of Darcy's thigh, then back up under her skirt to caress her smooth, round ass. She was much more voluptuous than Brittney, and her ass was much more of a handful. He slid his hand between her firm cheeks, feeling the thong there, and he slipped a finger under the strap and yanked it down.

Darcy spread her legs a little as Jake pulled her damp thong down her thighs, still hungrily kissing him, both hands now running through his hair as they necked. It was an awkward position for Jake, though, so he came back to kneel once more on the sofa, using the hand that had been supporting him to pull Brittney effortlessly with him, remaining buried deep in her steaming pussy. The blond slid down, happy to keep Jake inside her as long as he wanted, and she wrapped her trembling thighs around his waist as she moved her hands over her own breasts, still quivering from the powerful series of mind-blowing orgasms she'd just enjoyed.

Once Brittney was securely in place, Jake reached towards Darcy with his right hand, sliding it up under her skirt as well, turning her slightly so that one hand was caressing her generous ass while the other cupped her puffy mound, finding her hot snatch wet and ready for him.

"Oh god, Darcy," Brittney moaned as she squeezed her breasts. "You were right! He's incredible!"

Jake opened his eyes to look at Darcy questioningly.

Darcy pulled back to look him in the eyes.

"Please don't be upset with me, baby," she pleaded, licking her lips hungrily. "I had to tell her. It was so obvious that something had happened."

"Yes, Jake," Brittney moaned, her eyelids fluttering slightly, "I knew right away, mmmmm, when I got home that weekend and saw her. She was so deliriously happy, I knew something was up. Ughnnnnn! Oh! Ummmmmmm! I made her tell me what had happened, and I -- oh fuck Jake! Ahhhhhh! I told her what you did to me that day in the woods, how you made me cum so hard!"

Jake couldn't believe his ears. Did these girls tell each other everything? He made a mental note to be more careful in the future, but for now, as they say, the cat was out of the bag.

He kissed Darcy lightly, sliding his middle finger deep into her slick snatch.

"So neither of you can keep a secret, eh?"

Darcy grunted involuntarily as Jake's finger entered her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself. Brittney writhed about as Jake slowly pumped in and out of her tight box, his thick cock glistening with her copious juice.

"I just don't know what I'm going to do with you two. Maybe this was all a bad idea."

Both girls responded hastily, desperately.

"No, Jake!" Darcy panted, kissing his ear as she shuddered in response to the finger-banging she was getting. "Please, I'm sorry!"

"Oh Jake, no, please!" Brittney wailed, another orgasm building deep inside her fiery center. "Don't say that! Mmmmmmm, oh my god!"

Jake thrust deeply into Brittney, watching as her breasts jiggled pleasingly. Her eyes were glassy, unfocused, and her pussy kept clamping down around his tool reflexively, as if she were trying to milk him. He turned to Darcy, pressing his palm into her mound much the same way he had with Brittney earlier. This set off a series of spasms in the sexy brunette, and Jake kept frigging away at her. He reached up to squeeze one of her ample breasts through her blouse and she groaned, tightening her grip on his shoulders, quickly losing control of her body.

He was pleased to see Darcy as horny as Brittney was, and Jake considered pulling out of the sexy blond to take his willing fuck-toy right then and there, but he wasn't quite finished with Brittney yet.

"That's it, Darcy," Jake whispered to her, "I want you to cum for me too, baby. So my little fuck-slut can't keep a secret, eh?"

Darcy's thighs trembled as her erotic energy built up quickly, and Jake's language only spurred her on. She didn't think he was really mad at her, but she was concerned that she'd broken his trust. She wanted desperately to keep Jake, and she hoped she hadn't screwed things up. But right now he was taking her to a wonderful place, and she was happy.

Brittney opened her eyes enough to see Darcy holding onto Jake tightly, obviously about to cum from the hand-job Jake was giving her. She groaned, still incredibly aroused and amazed that she was building to yet another orgasm herself. Jake's fat cock felt so good stuffed inside her; he felt like he was stretching her wide open.

"Ooooooh, Jake, I can, baby," Darcy pleaded with him, more and more relying on him for support as her legs became more wobbly. "I'm your nasty whore, Jake, and I can keep a secret, I promise, baby - OH! - OH!"

Jake looked down at Brittney and caught her eye, giving her a quick wink. Brittney just kept moaning, unable to hold back as her body began to shudder and shake, thrusting back at Jake as he fucked her with deep, powerful strokes.

"Can, you, slut?" Jake said harshly. "It sounds like you're a nasty whore with a big mouth, Darcy." He was a little surprised by what he was saying, but it felt like a big game, and he was having fun with it.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Oh, Jake, baby," Darcy begged, her body spasming as Jake stuffed a second finger into her tight little tunnel, pressing up against the rough patch of her g-spot, setting off a wave of pleasure in the trembling young woman. "Oh I can, Jake, I can, I can, I can... OH FUCK!!"

Darcy's entire body started spasming violently, a powerful climax suddenly tearing through her luscious snatch and flooding her senses with a symphony of overwhelming pleasure. Brittney moaned as she heard Darcy cumming, her own orgasm very close as well. Jake reluctantly took his hand from Darcy's breast to grab her ass once more, holding her firmly in place as he continued frigging her soppy pussy, making her cum and cum. Finally, though, her shuddering body was too much for him to control. She thrashed about, her now-useless legs having turned to jelly, and she collapsed onto the end of the sofa.

"Ohhhhhh!" she cried out as she fell, lost in a state of joyous release.

Jake let her slide out of his grasp and returned his full attention to the sexy, wanton blond thrusting up at him. He reached down to take her jiggling titties in his hands, bending down to suck first one fat nipple into his mouth, then the other, and Brittney arched her back to push her sensitive globes up for him.

"Hmmmm, oh Jake, oh my god, Jake," she breathlessly moaned, grunting as Jake began thrusting more forcefully into her. "Oh Jake, sweety, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! Oh fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Jake grabbed the cushions on either side of Brittney's sweaty torso and concentrated on fucking her with all his might, feeling his own climax rising, and Brittney thought she would pass out from the incredible ecstasy of her endless orgasm, all at once losing the last shred of self control she had left, and she wailed like a wild beast as Jake pounded her into another world.

"Hey there, Erin!"

Erin spun around to see who was calling her and saw Josie coming up to her with a huge grin on her face. Before she knew what was happening, the shapely brunette had grabbed her in a big bear hug.

"Hey!" Erin laughed, taken off guard by Josie's sudden embrace. "Hi Josie!"

Frieda smiled at Josie, amused by her aggressive affection.

"Hey Frieda," Josie said once she'd released Erin. She jokingly made as if she were about to hug Frieda too, but didn't.

"Hi Josie," Frieda giggled.

"I'm glad I ran into you gals," Josie said excitedly, "you hafta come to our party next weekend!"

"You guys are having another party?" Erin asked, remembering her experience with Jake at the first one.

Josie winked at her, guessing at just what was going through Erin's mind.

"You better believe it. This one's probably even gonna be bigger than the last one. You gotta be there!" She turned to Erin's red-headed friend. "Frieda, you too. It's a week from this Saturday. Feel free to bring along whoever you want, we've got plenty of room and we'd love to have you."

"Thanks, Josie," Frieda said. "That sounds great." She was already thinking of prospect of seeing Jake again. He'd never called her after exchanging cell phone numbers the other day.

"Yeah, I'll be there for sure," Erin assured her.

"Cool. I can hardly wait!"

Neither can I, thought Frieda to herself with a sly smile.

Jake was feeling quite grand as he strolled through campus later that afternoon. He'd just had an incredible time with Brittney and Darcy, and now he felt suffused with a shimmering, electric sensation of contentment and coiled power. His senses were all acutely aware of the beauty and wonder of the world around him. Every woman he passed seemed to possess an inner sexual glow that was his alone. It was a godlike feeling, something he usually only felt after being with Josie.

He couldn't wipe the big silly grin off of his face.

"Jake? Hey, Jake!"

Jake turned to see the source of the assertive female voice calling him from across the courtyard and saw an attractive Asian woman approaching him with a stern look on her face. He tried unsuccessfully to put on a more serious face, but his sense of well-being was irrepressible.

"Hello Ms. Tong," Jake said politely, mildly curious. Tamara Tong was the associate professor for his history class; he'd just missed his afternoon class. Her conservative dress did little to hide the slender, shapely figure beneath the formal exterior. Her jet black hair was pulled tightly back in a low bun at the base of her head, revealing a sensual neck.

"Jake, I see you're looking well," she said once she had come closer. "I was worried you had come down with something to cause you to miss my class. With all the classes you've missed, I'd assumed you were deathly ill."

Jake grinned at her, but tried to look appropriately ashamed for his chronic absenteeism.

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Tong," he said sincerely. "This semester has been a hectic one for me."

"As it has for many of your fellow classmates, I'm sure. If you're interested in passing my class, and I assume you are, you'll need to find time to attend it. Any more absences will be unacceptable."

He looked into her dark, glimmering eyes. He really did enjoy her class, an introduction to east Asian culture and history, and not only because he found her to be a strikingly beautiful woman.

"I understand," Jake told here. "I'll be there on Wednesday, I promise."

"I'll look forward to seeing you then, Jake." She looked at him for a moment longer, and Jake thought he detected a hint of a grin before she turned to walk smoothly away.

Jake watched her cross the courtyard, enjoying the view of the soft sway of her sensual form. Yeah, he thought to himself, I really need to get to class more often.

He turned, grinning widely again as he headed for home, and almost walked into Clark.

"Oops, excuse me! Oh, hey Clark, how's it goin'?"

Clark looked gave him a weak smile.

"Hi Jake. I'm okay, I guess," he mumbled unconvincingly. "How 'bout you?"

Jake thought Clark looked miserable, and he figured it had to do with Erin dumping him.

"Clark, buddy, you don't look so good."

"Well, shit, Jake," Clark sighed, a tired expression on his face. "I guess I'm not, to tell you the truth."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

"Well," Clark hesitated. He liked Jake, admired him, actually, but he wasn't sure he wanted to explain his situation to him. Then again, he didn't really feel like he could talk about Erin with any of his closer friends. What the heck, he decided.

"It's like this," he began...

Josie was coming out of her last class of the day, ready to head for home but not sure what she had in mind, when she noticed Monica coming down the path. She waved, and Monica smiled and came over to meet her on the steps.

"Hey, girl," Monica said cheerfully.

"Hi Monica, how's it going?"

"Not bad," she said triumphantly. "My last class ended early, so I'm done for the day!"

"Me too! What are we gonna do?"

"I just left a message for Anna on her cell to meet me at Teddy's," Monica told her, smiling. "Wanna come with?"

Josie nodded enthusiastically. The two young coeds headed off across campus towards downtown.

"Oh, let me call Jake to have him meet us too," Josie said, pulling out her phone. "He should be done with classes by now too."

Monica quickly snatched Josie's phone, flipping it open and speed-dialing Jake's number before Josie had a chance to react. She held the phone to her ear, giggling at Josie, who stuck her tongue out at her playfully.

"Jake? Hey, love, I hope you're not in class cause you've got a top-secret rendezvous you can't miss!" Monica giggled some more at whatever Jake was saying to her, then winked at Josie. "Well, now, if I told you, I'd have to kill you. Just get your bum over Fat Teddy's lickedy-split, mister. Roger-wilco, over and out."

"You're such a goof-ball," Josie laughed.

Monica just flipped her phone shut and dropped it back into her book bag, looking quite pleased with herself.

Clark sketched out what had happened since the night of the party, how Erin had pretty much shut him down, how he'd made a fool of himself trying to talk to her when he was loaded, how embarrassed and frustrated the whole situation made him feel.

"The thing is," he told Jake from the heart, "I don't think I really knew how much I liked Erin until I realized she didn't want me. Its pathetic, I know, but I keep thinking about her. Its like this isn't going away, and it sucks."

Jake nodded understandingly, but didn't say anything. In the back of his mind he was thinking about how sexy Erin looked when she was cumming, her perky little tits bouncing around as they fucked wildly. But he was also listening to Clark, and he truly felt a little sorry for the guy.

"I mean, I know I don't deserve her. And she's moved on, so it's stupid for me to pine after her like this. But I can't change the way I feel, at least not yet. I'd jump at the chance to win her back."

"Clark, I wish I knew what to tell you," Jake said matter-of-factly. "The truth is, I think I know how you feel."

"Sure you do, Jake," Clark said sarcastically. "I mean, no offense, but I find that hard to believe. Josie's a dream, and it's not like a ton of other chicks on campus aren't chomping at the bit for a chance to be with you."