Chapter 7: Meanwhile, Across the Quad

Janet and Misty were sitting in the car gathering enough courage to enter Ralph's dorm. "Are we really going to just walk in and ask Ralph to fuck us?" Misty was beginning to realize that Janet wasn't joking. "You go ahead. I'll just turn him off. You'll have a better chance with him if I'm not there." Misty didn't think she could do something so brazen.

"This is crazy, girl. You just made a guy cream in his pants without touching him. Hell, he didn't even touch himself!" Janet was just as timid as her friend, but wanted Misty to gain confidence in her own desirability.

As they were sitting there a tall figure stepped into the light spilling out of the dormitory ahead. "There he is," Janet pointed to the retreating figure. "Let's go."

"No, wait a minute," Misty protested, but Janet was out of the car and walking around to Misty's side.

"Come on, chicken." Janet teased. "This can't be as brazen as what you did to Jake at Lesa's."

"Aw, that's not fair." Misty continued to protest, but Janet grabbed her arm and almost bodily pulled her from the car.

Janet tantalized Misty with, "You'll be off the hook if Ralph's not interested in messing around with us."

Misty perked up and asked somewhat hopefully, "Do you really think he'll not want to let us in?"

"No," Janet answered honestly. "He's male, has a pulse and normal body temperature. There's no way he won't be interested in hitting on us."

Misty's shoulders slumped and her feet started dragging as she stumbled along the sidewalk leading to the big door.

Janet checked the directory to make sure she had the correct room number, and the two made their way to the elevator for the trip up to Ralph's floor. "Come on, slowpoke." Prodding Misty had the side effect of disconnecting Janet from her intent. She was focusing on getting Misty laid, not really thinking that it meant she would also get a turn.

Not expecting company, certainly not female company, Ralph answered the knock wearing only a pair of boxers. "Hi, Ralph. May we come in?" Janet asked the shocked young man.

Not trusting his voice, Ralph just nodded and stepped aside to keep from getting knocked over by the advancing Amazon.

"Where's your roommate?" Misty asked from behind Janet, who had pulled her in past the door allowing Ralph to close it.

"He dropped out and I haven't been assigned another one," Ralph answered; then added, "What brings to two of you here?"

"How was the astronomy club meeting?" A very nervous Misty asked.

Janet swatted a hand at her and turned to face Ralph, "We noticed you left Lesa's early and wanted to make sure you were okay with everything that happened there."

"Why, what happened?" Ralph asked a bit concerned.

"You know, all that talk about CAP scores, sex, emigrating, sex, the Sa'arm invasion..." Janet answered.

"You said 'sex' twice," Ralph observed.

"Well, it's worth mentioning twice. I wasn't sure if we were at the literature study group, or the sex club. It really got rowdy after you and Marvin left." Misty was letting Janet do all of the talking.

"I'd think it would be less rowdy without Marvin." The sarcasm in Ralph's voice was crystal clear.

"Yeah, we've heard some things about him that weren't very nice," Janet remarked. "But we've heard some really nice things about how respectful you are to women. Even women with special sexual needs." Janet took Misty by the arm and stepped between the two beds to the right of the entrance and sat down on the far one, pulling Misty down with her.

"What have you heard?" Ralph was getting concerned as he sat on the bed across from them.

"Only good things, nice things, things that make you very desirable to someone with special needs." Janet elaborated, without really revealing anything.

"What's going on, here?" Ralph stood up. "What're you talking about?"

"Sit down, you're scaring Misty. She's afraid of men; that's why she's still a virgin." Janet blurted out.

"I am not!" Misty replied hotly. "You're the one who's afraid of men."

Janet came back with, "Yeah, maybe. But which of us is a virgin?"

Ralph's knees buckled, and he sat back down. "Why are you talking about this in front of me?"

"We want you to fix it," Janet answered for both of them. Misty just nodded agreement; then hid her face behind Janet's shoulder.

"Fix what?" Ralph was still uncertain where all this was leading.

"Fix our being afraid, and fix my virginity." Misty spoke up without coming out of hiding when Janet choked.

"You want me to what? How am I supposed to do that?" Ralph would need some pretty strong drugs to be more confused that he was at the moment. There were two great looking women in his room asking him ... what were they asking him?

"We want you to fuck us, if you think you can." Misty asked in a very soft voice and added, "We're not so repulsive that you don't want to, are we?"

"No, you're not ... you want me to what? No," Ralph's confused state was not improving.

Janet stood up and started to cross the gap between the two twin beds. When she noticed Misty was not beside her, she turned and pulled the smaller woman to her feet. The two sat down next to Ralph, one on each side.

Janet released the closures on her snug top and let it fall open, revealing two large, pale orbs with rusty brown tips. "Are these too big and gross to look at?" Janet asked.

Misty unclipped the shoulder straps that held up the bib panel and let it drop into her lap. "Are these too small and ugly?"

Ralph looked to his right at Janet; then to his left at Misty; then back to Janet. His mouth was moving, but no sound was emanating from it.

"Maybe we should leave, Misty." Janet suggested in a strained voice. "I guess we're too gross to grope." She stood up and reached to help Misty.

"Don't go, wait, don't go. I just can't believe the two of you would pick me. I'm sorry to hurt your feelings. Each of you is gorgeous. But, why ask a dork like me?" Ralph looked from one to the other. "Is this some kind of cruel joke? If I reach for you, are you going to jump away, laugh at me, and leave? I don't understand."

"It's no joke." Janet assured him.

"I don't believe any man would be interested in my tiny tits and scrawny butt." Misty added.

"Oh, I'm interested. I just don't believing this is real. I'm a good 7-1/2 inches interested." He leaned forward and then back. A purple knob appeared in his lap through the fly of his boxers along with about half of the shaft it terminated.

Janet turned and dropped to her knees. Misty leaned and reached toward Ralph's lap. "May I touch it?" Misty asked.

"Sure, may I touch you as well?" Ralph asked in turn.

Janet closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and mumbled, "Oh, what the hell!" She leaned forward, opened her eyes, and took Ralph's knob into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it as he gasped and groaned.

"Hey," Misty exclaimed; then reached between Janet's lips and Ralph's gaping fly and closed her small hand around the throbbing shaft.

Ralph put his right hand on Janet's head and stroked Misty's back with his left. "I must be dreaming," he groaned. He unfastened the button on Misty's left hip and leaned left to grip her hip below the pelvic bone. "I've got to be dreaming."

Misty leaned toward him. Her right hip slid out of her shorts as she twisted to watch Janet work more than half of his shaft into her mouth. Ralph's fingers traced circles on the naked hip for a moment; then slid around the juncture of thigh and hip, and into the fur covering her sex. Misty moaned and tightened her grip on his dick.

Ralph put his wrist into the crack of Misty's butt, grabbed a handful of vulva, and lifted her bodily onto the bed. Misty's outfit was now pooled around her knees and her flip-flops were left on the floor as she lay across Ralph's torso. She opened her legs as much as the shorts allowed while Ralph cupped her vulva with his palm and stroked the patch of fur above her slit with his fingers.

Abandoning Janet's scalp, Ralph retrieved his right hand to give Misty's ass attention with both of his hands.

Janet backed off of Ralph's shaft and grabbed the waistband of his boxers with both hands. Misty was reluctant to release her prize, but finally slid her right hand under the waistband and passed the baton, as it were, through the fly of his shorts from left hand to right hand.

Ralph lifted his hips and Janet quickly slid the boxers over his butt and down to his knees. They dropped to the floor as she released them to slide her own shorts over her soft butt and down her smooth legs. She stepped out of her flip-flops and pooled shorts to climb onto the bed astride Ralph's hips.