College Fun: Wild Days And Crazy Nights
written by:
The Collector

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This particular story is another that was inspired by a friend during a discussion about our old college days. It is my longest work published on this site to date; it is my sincere hope that it is also among my best.

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Notice: This story is a work of fiction, told in the third person. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story has been copyrighted in the year 2006 by the author known as "The Collector" (collectorauthor@yahoo.com). The author has agreed to place this story onto specific sites on the Internet for the purposes of enjoyment by adult readers who wish to view this kind of material online. Any questions about this story, including questions about the possibility of publishing this story on other websites and/or by using other media, should be directed to the email address given above for "The Collector".

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Jon stroked his penis, rapidly closing in on his orgasm. Suddenly it hit like a tidal wave as he shot stream after stream of his cum across his bedroom. It splattered on the carpet in a little trail, leaving a sticky mess that he'd have to remember to clean up later.

For Jon, this had been a particularly powerful orgasm. He'd been masturbating since he was a teenager, but he'd never felt as much need to do it as he did now. Every time he pictured her in his mind, he'd get aroused, and when he thought of her while he masturbated, it made his orgasm that much better.

Her name was Marianne, and she was gorgeous. She had shoulder length blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a smile that could light up a dark room. She had tiny little dimples on her cheeks, barely noticeable but cute nonetheless, and a light complexion that fit well with the rest of features and served to make her more attractive overall. Marianne was thin, with a long body that Jon found irresistible. Her breasts were small but well shaped, and her tight little ass flowed nicely into an incredibly sexy pair of smooth, muscular legs.

Jon shuddered lightly as he saw her in his mind once again, and despite his recent masturbation, he soon felt his penis growing hard. Damn, I can't keep thinking about her like this or I'll never stop whacking off, and my penis will get sore, Jon thought to himself. He'd already had one orgasm. Back in the day when he had first learned how to masturbate, he might've tried for several more, but now that he was older, one was usually enough. If he tried for more, he might find that it wouldn't come for several long minutes, even with Marianne on his mind.

Putting his pants on and fastening his belt, Jon thought back to the first time he had met Marianne, and what had led him to the woman he now desired more than he had ever wanted any woman in his life. He had no way of knowing it, of course, but he would soon have the woman he wanted so much.

At the time when Jon first met Marianne, he had been very interested in a young woman named Jaclyn, who went to the same college he did. She was a member of several campus organizations, and Jon had met her thought one of those, though he couldn't recall which one. He thought she was cute, and he resolved to spend more time with her.

The next day Jon met up with Jaclyn on campus, and they had lunch together. He couldn't believe how much his attraction to her had grown, and it was all he could think about as they ate. He casually flirted with her several times, and each time, she never gave him anything but a positive reaction.

He had quickly learned that Jaclyn was somewhat conservative and even backward in her thinking regarding sexuality. When she overheard a college guy discussing his girlfriend's sexual prowess with some buddies, she remarked on how crude and inappropriate he had been. Never mind that she should have been paying attention to what I was saying instead of eavesdropping, Jon thought.

Still, she had invited him back to her dorm room, and that was when he first met Marianne. She was good looking to be sure, but at the time he was so smitten with Jaclyn that he barely noticed. I could smack myself for not realizing what was right in front of me, he thought later.

Jon had spent the evening with the two girls, learning that he had several things in common with both of them. He loved music and so did they, and so they had spent the night singing various songs together. Marianne had a voice that was nearly as beautiful as her face, and she and Jaclyn had sounded great together. Jon left their dorm room happy to have gotten closer to Jaclyn and to have met her beautiful room mate.

Jon had been talking to one of his friends, Scott, when he saw Jaclyn on campus the next day. Jon and Scott had invited her to their fraternity's party, which was coming up on Friday night. Jaclyn agreed to check it out, but Jon hadn't believed she would actually show up.

Not only did Jaclyn show up for the party, but she had brought Marianne as well. The party had been rather lame, but the four of them had literally made great music together. The guys had played guitar while the girls sang, and they all sounded wonderful.

After about an hour of great music, the guys went to get sodas. After the girls were out of earshot, Jon and Scott began to talk as they walked.

"I think you should try it, you know, the trick I taught you," Scott told Jon. "I'm sure Jaclyn would go along, and even if she doesn't respond well, I don't think she'll be angry."

"Yeah, but I'm so nervous about it," Jon said.

"Don't be," Scott reassured him. "I told you, its fool proof. The only time it doesn't work is if you screw it up. I did it to Jen the other day, remember?"

"Yeah," Jon said, smiling now. "And the look on her face was priceless."

"Jaclyn won't react that badly. Jen was a bitch anyway."

"You're probably right," Jon said, grabbing several cans of soda from the fraternity fridge. "I'm going to do it."

"Remember how I told you to do it," Scott said, deepening his voice and engaging in the comical theatrics so common at college fraternities. "My father taught me this trick a few years ago, and he learned it from his father. Now, my son, I pass it on to you."

"No," Jon said, in a high pitched voice. "You're not my real dad!"

"Yes," Scott said, his voice now deep and raspy, "I...(rasp)...AM...(rasp)...YOUR...(rasp)...FATHER!"

Both guys laughed for a brief moment, and then Jon said "Yeah, that's about enough of that."

"Anyway," Scott continued, "Just do it how I told you, and everything will be fine."

The guys walked back into the room with Jaclyn and Marianne, and they were happy to get their sodas. Jon looked at Scott, who nodded back at him.

"Jaclyn," Jon said, and she looked up at him. "Are you a gambling girl?"

"No, Jon," Jaclyn said, "I'm not like that."

Though Jaclyn didn't know it, Jon and Scott were both well aware of how arrogant she was. If they presented her with a challenge and she thought she could do it, they knew she would try.

"Well," Jon continued, "I want to make you a bet."

"What kind of bet?" Jaclyn asked, intrigued.

"I'll bet you..." Jon said and hesitated. He looked at Scott, who was desperately trying to keep a straight face. "I'll bet you that I can kiss you, but without touching you."

"That's impossible!" Jaclyn said immediately. "There's no way you can kiss someone without touching them."

"Oh no," Scott interjected, playing his part perfectly. "I did it to a girl the other day, and Jon watched me, and now he knows the secret of how to do it."

"How much is this bet?" Jaclyn asked with a smirk.

"Let's say, five dollars," Jon said.

"Okay," Jaclyn said, beaming now. "Get ready to cough up five bucks."

"All right," Jon said, flashing Scott a smile, then looking back at Jaclyn. "Now you have to do what I say or it won't work, and the bet is off."

"Okay," Jaclyn said.

"You have to stand still and close your eyes," Jon continued, "and you can't open them until after it's over."

"Okay," Jaclyn said again, closing her eyes.

Jon looked at Scott, who nodded and tried not to laugh. Marianne, meanwhile, had been watching the whole thing with great attention. She was wondering how Jon was going to pull this off.

"Are you ready?" Jon asked Jaclyn.

"I'm ready," she said.

Jon hesitated another moment, then quickly moved forward, putting his face in front of Jaclyn's. In a moment he pushed his lips onto hers, kissing her full on the mouth and holding his lips there for a few short seconds. When he pulled away, he grabbed her upper lip between his and sucked it lightly, then let go.

Jaclyn had remained true to her word, and her eyes were still closed as Jon released her upper lip from between his own. In a moment she opened her eyes and looked at Jon, Scott, and Marianne - all of whom were either smiling or laughing lightly.

"Hey!" Jaclyn exclaimed. "You touched me! I win!"

"Here, Jaclyn," Jon said, laughing and handing her a five dollar bill. "It was worth every penny."

Jaclyn snatched the money from his hands, still smiling, but in a moment her smile rapidly faded. "Wait a second..." she said.

Jon burst into full scale laughter when he saw the look on Jaclyn's face as she realized she'd been had. Jon's laughter was followed by more of the same from Scott and Marianne.

"Hold on!" Jaclyn was practically yelling now. "Wait, the point of that was to kiss me, wasn't it?"

"You're a sharp one, Jaclyn," Scott said, almost falling over with the force of his laughter.

It was obvious Jaclyn's pride had been hurt. Her cocky grin had faded and was replaced by a pout that was full of self-pity. She walked out of the room, and Jon ventured out after her.

Marianne, meanwhile, had been staring at the guys very intently. It almost looked to Scott as if she were concentrating on something.

Marianne was thinking about how nice it would be to kiss one of the guys. She knew that Jon liked Jaclyn, so she set her sights on Scott. I wonder if he would object if I just went up and kissed him, Marianne thought, and she sighed. Nothing ventured, nothing gained...

Scott watched as Marianne got up and came toward him. There was something different in her eyes now; it was a kind of glint that he'd never seen there before. She stopped in front of him and stared directly into his eyes for a few seconds, then wrapped her arms around his neck and passionately pressed her lips to his.

Marianne had never done anything like this before, but recently she'd become more bold than ever before. She relished the taste of Scott's lips as they were against her own, holding the kiss for several long seconds before releasing it and checking his reaction.

Scott's eyes went wide when she kissed him, but then he had closed them and enjoyed the kiss. Marianne was so hot and sexy that he couldn't have dreamed of anything better, given the current circumstances. Now he just stared at her, amazed that a woman he thought of as being so delicate had possessed so much passion.

"Wow," he finally breathed, "Do you want five dollars too?"

"No," Marianne said, smiling. "But I'd like to kiss you again."

Scott never said a word; he just moved in and kissed her. It was a powerful and passionate embrace like the one they'd shared before, only somehow better. He held her face in his hands as he pressed his body against hers. He finally broke the kiss when he had to come up for air.

"I never thought you were so passionate," Scott told her.

"Neither did I, but I have to stand up for what I want when Jaclyn is around," Marianne said. "If I don't, she'll get all the good stuff, including the good men."

"Why do you think she'll get everything that's good?"

"Because she's aggressive, and I know she's better looking than I am."

Scott's jaw dropped. "Are you kidding me?"

"No, why?" Marianne asked, completely serious.

"Because Jaclyn is a good looking girl, but she can't hold a candle to you, Marianne," Scott said.

"Really?" Marianne said, blushing slightly.

"Oh yeah," Scott continued, "Jaclyn is probably a 6 or a 7 out of 10 in terms of looks, but you..." Scott paused a moment, partly for effect and partly because he was enjoying looking at Marianne. "You're at least a 9, maybe a 10. You're better looking than Jaclyn will ever be."

Marianne seemed embarrassed. "Let's go see where Jon and Jaclyn went," she said, walking out of the room, and Scott quickly followed.

Jon had been having a somewhat serious discussion with Jaclyn.

"Look Jon," she had said as soon as they got out of the room where they left Scott and Marianne, "I had a boyfriend for about a year, and we broke up not that long ago. I just want you to be aware of that."

"Okay," Jon said. "I understand. But you've got to move on sometime."

"I know, but I'm not sure what I want," Jaclyn said. "Mark is a great guy, and I'm attracted to you and to Scott, but I don't know either of you that well, and..."

"So why don't you just give me a chance, then?" Jon asked, honestly.

"Look, I do what I want, and right now I don't know what that is, so I'm not doing anything!" She yelled this at him, as though that would put an end to it.

Whether Jaclyn's attempt to end the conversation would have worked was never known, because Scott and Marianne walked out just then.

"I need to get some sleep, Jaclyn," Marianne said. "Maybe we could all do something tomorrow night." She kept watching Scott, and Jon wondered what she was thinking.

"Yeah, sure," Jaclyn said. "Let's go. We were done talking anyway."

The girls had gone back to their dorm room, leaving Scott and Jon to wonder where things might go the next evening.

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"I can't go with you tonight."

Those were the first words out of Jaclyn's mouth when Jon had called her the next morning.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Mark and I had a long talk last night after I got back to the dorm." Jaclyn said. "We're going to get back together."

"Oh," Jon replied, with dejection in his voice, and he couldn't think of anything else to say.

"I know you had thought maybe we could be together, but I decided I want to go back out with Mark."

"That was kind of sudden," Jon said.

"Yeah, well, I kind of thought it might happen," Jaclyn said.

"Then why did you lead me on like you did?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter now. I'm with Mark, so I'm not going to go out with you."

"Okay, I guess I'll talk to you later then," Jon said, and he quickly hung up before she could reply.

He called Marianne and Scott, and they all met at Jon's house. Marianne was dressed casually, but both guys still thought she looked incredibly sexy.

"I'm not sure what we could do tonight," Jon said. "It's always so damn difficult to find something fun to do in this town."

"I've got an idea," Scott said. "There's that new amplified theatre and it's got about eight different movies now."

"That's right," Marianne interjected. "I heard those theatres are special. They have less glare or something because they use a special screen that makes the theatre darker, but the picture is still clearer than regular theatres."

"Oh, yeah, right," Jon said. "So, uh, who's driving?"

"I'll drive, so get in," Scott said as he unlocked the car.

When they arrived at the theatre, they all decided to see a really good movie that they'd already seen once. They wanted to see how the special features of this newer kind of theatre would change how they viewed the movie. While they were walking into the theatre, both guys noticed Marianne's sexy lower legs beneath her cutoff sweats.

This theatre was indeed special. There legroom between rows of seats was about twice that found in other theatres. As soon as the lights went down a bit for the previews, the difference in the viewing quality was noticeable. This theatre was much darker than a normal theatre, and yet the picture was crystal clear. As the guys noticed this, their focus seemed to shift from Marianne's sexy legs to the theatre screen.

Marianne sat between the guys, all three of them in a row where no one else had sat. She couldn't believe how close she felt to these two guys after only spending a little bit of time with them. Now, without Jaclyn here, maybe she'd get her chance with one - or both.

With no one close to them in a supposedly very dark theatre, she was quite curious to see what would develop. She knew both guys were wildly attracted to her, but apart from the kisses she and Scott had shared, she hadn't really responded to either of them yet, and certainly not in any sexual way.

Part of her hesitation was out of not knowing what she wanted to do, and part of it was simply her desire to make the guys wait. I've got them right where I want them, she thought. Now all I have to do is decide what I want myself.

As the movie was beginning, Marianne thought she heard Jon moving around, but in the darkness she couldn't be sure. Soon she felt a hand slide into her lap from her right side and take hold of her own. Jon wouldn't waste any time in grabbing my hand during a movie, she thought, and it was true. Jon was always bold with women in movie theatres; it was as if the darkened confines of the movie hall gave him more confidence.

What surprised Marianne was the hand reaching into her lap from the left side. This hand made no move to grab hers but instead came to rest on her leg. She'd heard Scott moving, and she certainly didn't mind the attention, but it was still odd to have two guys showing such interest. The cover of the incredibly dark special theatre made it possible that neither guy knew what the other was doing, and from what Marianne could tell, that was certainly the case here.

Marianne was incredibly horny, and she felt her wetness increasing at the thought of what the guys might do to her in such a place. This is turning me on so much. I hope one of these guys makes a move soon or I'm going to have to visit the restrooms for a different kind of relief.

Soon the hand on Marianne's leg moved up to the top of her sweatpants and gently tugged at her waistband. The hand hesitated for a moment, possibly to see if Marianne would object, and when no objection seemed to be forthcoming, it moved inside of her sweatpants and underwear, trailing down into the thin patch of blond hair just above her pussy.

The fingers on the other hand were stroking the back of her own hand in a gentle and caring fashion that Marianne found to be relaxing, but more than that. This hand's action seemed to somehow enhance the sexual excitement and anticipation at what the other hand was doing beneath her pants.

That other hand had now ventured down further and was just outside of her now dripping wet pussy. Marianne could feel it tingling and she was practically bursting with anticipation. Put your fingers in me already! Marianne almost said to Scott, but didn't because she didn't want to give away to Jon what Scott was doing.

Marianne looked around the theatre cautiously until she realized that she could see practically nothing. In a normal theatre the brightness of the screen would have thrown a pale light across the room, but in this place, that same light extended only a few feet in front of the screen. Where they were seated, it was almost pitch black.

Becoming more comfortable, Marianne released Jon's hand and shrugged off the shoulders of her blouse, pushed it down around her stomach, then reached around behind herself and unsnapped her bra. She knew the guys could hear and feel her moving, but she knew they wouldn't resist, even if they knew what she was doing.

In a moment Jon's hand moved upward from where she'd dropped it and began to lightly stroke her right breast. Soon that hand was tweaking her nipple quite nicely, and Marianne let out a tiny little moan, just barely audible.

The fingertips of Scott's hand finally reached out and touched the outer lips of her pussy, and Marianne jumped slightly. Oh that feels so good!, she thought as she tried to push herself onto the fingers. Give me more!

The hand on her breasts reached across now to her left breast and began to play with the nipple on that side. Marianne had closed her eyes and forgotten about the movie, concentrating on the hands that were making her feel wonderful. The fingers near her pussy tried to move deeper, and Marianne tried to accommodate them, but they only got about an inch inside of her before her sweatpants caused the angle to be wrong.

Knowing she couldn't be seen, Marianne didn't hesitate. She put her thumbs under her waistband, lifted her ass, and pushed the sweatpants down and off over her shoes. Both guys had let go of her as she did this, but their hands set to work again quickly.

The hand on her breasts seemed to be coming from a lower angle now, but she wasn't complaining. She wanted to feel fingers inside of her, and soon she got her wish. The second hand was back and it wasted no time in sliding two fingers deep inside of her. Marianne gasped out loud as she felt the intrusion, then let out a low moan. Oh that feels soooo good!, she thought.

The fingers slowly began to pump in and out of her vagina. Marianne felt great, but she felt naughty at the same time. She'd never done anything like this in public before, much less with two guys at once. The hint of exhibitionism and danger turned her on even more. She knew she was incredibly wet because she could not only feel but hear the fingers moving inside of her now.

Marianne lifted her legs and stretched out until her feet rested on the back of the row of seats in front of her. She figured this would give the hand between her legs better access to her pussy, and it worked. Soon she felt his thumb on her clitoris and she wiggled and ground herself against his hand, trying desperately not to shout. With fingers on her clit and inside of her, she knew it wouldn't be long before her orgasm crashed over her.

The hand above was now on her right breast again, and she was playing with the left breast herself. The nerves in her nipples felt like they were on fire, and her breasts were a hotbed of sensations she couldn't even begin to comprehend.

The fingers continued to move within her. Marianne wanted her orgasm desperately, and it was getting closer all the time. She pushed herself over the fingers again and again, trying to get to her relief.

She was disappointed when she felt the thumb move away from her clit. While it had been there she had been closing in rapidly on her climax, but now she was afraid it wouldn't come at all. She soon learned she had nothing to fear when she was shocked to feel the thumb replaced by a tongue that began to rapidly lick her clitoris.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," Marianne moaned with each lick of her clit, as lightly as she could.

The hand on her breast continued to play with one nipple as she pulled hard on the other one herself. She could feel the orgasm coming, and she knew when it hit that it would be gigantic.

At this point Marianne wasn't entirely sure who was doing what, but whoever was between her legs was going crazy down there. He was licking her clit like a madman and plunging his fingers deep inside of her at the same time as she thrust her hips toward him. Marianne was closing in on her orgasm now, and she wanted it badly.

When the guy between her legs curled his fingers up inside of her and rubbed her G-spot and then raked his teeth lightly over her clit, Marianne exploded in orgasm.

"OH GAWD!" she screamed, unable to contain herself as the force of the climax overcame her.

Marianne could feel her pussy tighten and loosen in a series of rapid spasms as her whole body shook. She slid down in the seat, almost until she was lying down, and pushed her hips up as high as they would go. Her whole body was shaking, and she couldn't control it at all. Soon she clamped her legs around the head between them. The fingers removed themselves from her, but the tongue action continued as she thrashed around, not caring if anyone heard what was going on.

When the pleasure from the orgasm began to fade, Marianne heard movement at her feet, and a moment later she heard Scott drop into his seat to her left. He leaned over close to her.

"You taste wonderful," Scott whispered, and she could hear the smile in his voice.

"Thank you," she whispered back, not sure what else to say. If it wasn't so dark everyone would have seen a blushing half naked woman sitting there.

Marianne stooped and began to put her sweatpants back on. If Scott was doing all of that between my legs, what happened to Jon? she thought.

In a moment her question was answered for her.

"Scott? Marianne?" Jon called out from somewhere to the right of them.

"Over here," Scott said, and soon Jon was shuffling into the row of seats. "What are you doing, Jon?"

"I wasn't feeling well, so I went out to use the restroom and just kind of stayed there a while until I felt better," Jon said. "What did I miss?"

"Not much, just half the movie," Scott said, somewhat sarcastically. "Actually, you only missed one little piece of plot and a bunch of stupid jokes, I think. It wasn't that important, was it, Marianne?"

"Hmmm, what?" Marianne asked. Her mind had been on other matters. Jon wasn't here for some time - was it the entire time? she wondered.

"Did Jon miss anything important?" Scott repeated.

"Uh, no, I guess not," Marianne managed. She wasn't sure what she should tell Jon, so for now she elected not to say anything.

In a few hours the movie ended, and the three of them left the theatre together. Each had missed much of the first half of the movie, but for different reasons. Jon had been in the restroom, Scott had been between Marianne's legs, and Marianne had been in the midst of great pleasure.

"Do you guys want to come back to the dorm?" Marianne asked.

"Yeah, sure," Scott said quickly, but he noticed that Jon had an almost pained expression on his face.

"I don't know," Jon said. "Is Jaclyn going to be there?"

"Yeah, probably," Marianne said. "But it's my room too. You guys can come over if you want."

"Come on, man," Scott said to Jon, "It isn't that big of a deal if you see Jaclyn, even if she did lead you on like that."

"I know," Jon said, "But it's still going to be weird."

"Come on," Marianne said, "Do it for me."

As Jon pondered to think about what he wanted to do, Marianne's mind was busy at work. I hope he says yes, she thought. I know that Scott will take the sexual initiative if I give him the chance. Now that Jon can't have Jaclyn, I wonder if he would do the same.

Marianne thought she would never take the initiative herself, even after what had happened in the movie theatre. She didn't want to be perceived as a slut, and beyond that, she had a hidden fear that the guys would reject her advances. It will be up to them, she thought. If they want it, they can have it, but they have to make a move.

Scott was also curious to see what would happen back at the dorm room, but he patiently waited to see what Jon was going to do.

"All right, I'll go," Jon finally said, and so they went.

The mood in the car on the drive to the dorm was lighthearted, as always, and the sound of laughter filled the car several times. Jon and Marianne had developed a witty banter with one another, and Scott joined in from time to time as well.

When they arrived, as expected, Jaclyn was inside, doing homework at her desk.

"Hey, Jac," Marianne said. "I'm going to hang out with the guys for a bit. I hope you don't mind."

"It doesn't matter," Jaclyn said, waving her hand in a dismissive manner. "I'm almost done, so as long as you don't make much noise for the next few minutes, I'm good."

Jaclyn was a pretty girl normally, but tonight something about her seemed different. She hadn't worn any makeup, which was a major upgrade over the junk she often had caked over her face and eyes. She wore a t-shirt and sweat pants as opposed to her usual short - some would say too short - skirts, and the casual look fit her well and somehow brought out her inner glow. Both guys noticed it right away before Marianne ushered them out into the common living room area.

The three of them were silent for a short while as Marianne turned on the television and began to channel surf as the guys looked on. Scott had been debating whether or not to comment on the movie theatre incident with Jon present, and then he finally decided to throw all caution to the wind.

"That was great in the theatre earlier, Marianne," Scott said, leaning forward and flashing a smile in her direction.

"Huh?" Marianne asked, and Scott couldn't be sure if she was playing dumb because of Jon and Jaclyn being around or if she just hadn't heard him.

"Did you enjoy the movie, Marianne?" Scott asked, and when she looked at him, he raised his eyebrows several times.

Jon was quick to take notice. "What's up with you two?"

"Marianne had quite the pleasurable experience earlier, didn't you, Marianne?" Scott said, with more than a slight hint of suggestion in his voice.

"You two fooled around in the theatre?" Jon didn't seem as shocked as Scott thought he would be.

"Yeah," Marianne said, blushing and looking at Jon with a cute little half smile. "I thought you were there too, but then you came back and..."

"Wow," Jon said, "Just wow."

Jon had been interested in Jaclyn, but of course he couldn't have her now that she was back with Mark. In truth, his interests had been changing over the past few days, and now he was actually more intrigued by Marianne. He wouldn't have minded sharing her with Scott, but the thought that they left him out of the action hurt a little bit.

Marianne noticed the downtrodden look on Jon's face and thought he was more hurt than he really was. "I think a nice game would cheer you up," she told him. "We'll play truth or dare. Scott and I already told you a truth, so I think that makes it your turn."

Jon looked up to see Marianne flashing him a wicked grin, and he couldn't resist. "Okay," he said, "Dare. But if I do it, I have to get a reward."

"Fine," Marianne said. "All successful dares will be accompanied by rewards."

Jaclyn listened from her bedroom with rapt attention. She recalled the conversation she'd had recently with Marianne.

"I like them both," Marianne had said, "But Jon's interested in you, and I'm not sure if he likes me. I think I'm going to see what develops with Scott the next time we're together."

"I'm not sure what I want," Jaclyn had replied, "They're both attractive guys, and I don't even know how I feel about Mark anymore."

The conversation had ended shortly thereafter, but Jaclyn had the information she needed. Now, as she eavesdropped on this new conversation in the living room, she formed a plan in her mind. I'm better looking than Marianne, Jaclyn said to herself, and I'm certainly more intelligent than she is. If I work this right, maybe I can have whatever guy I want, and she can just take what's left over.

As she continued to listen to the others, Jaclyn could already feel herself becoming more confident. She could have what she wanted; all she had to do was take it.

"Good," Jon was saying in the living room. As Jaclyn peeked out, Jon was looking at Marianne. "So what are you daring me to do?"

"Go out in the hall and lick the drain on the water fountain!" Marianne said, laughing. When she saw Jon screw up his face in disgust, she sweetened the deal by telling him about his reward. "If you do it, I'll give you a kiss."

Grumbling slightly, Jon trudged out to the hall and did as she had dared. Marianne promptly kissed him on the cheek.

"What the hell?" Jon asked. "I lick a drain and all I get is a kiss on the cheek?"

"I gave you a kiss and that was the deal," Marianne said, showing an evil little grin. Then she relented. "All right," she said, grabbing Jon and kissing him full on the lips. Jon pushed back at her, more passionately that even he had expected. Marianne was a great kisser, and Jon was relishing the contact between his lips and hers. When she broke the kiss, Jon thought he saw a sparkle in her eye that hadn't been there before, but he couldn't be sure.

"Okay, who's up next?" Jon asked.

"I'll go next," Jaclyn said, stepping out of her bedroom and into the living room area.

"You have a boyfriend now," Jon said, a touch of irritation in his voice. "You can't play the kind of game we're playing here."

"I can do whatever I want," Jaclyn said, plopping down on the couch next to him. "I choose truth." Jaclyn smiled, knowing she had to be bold for her scheme to work.

"Since Jon succeeded in his dare, he gets to pick what Jaclyn says or does," Marianne informed them all.

"Tell the truth then, Jaclyn," Jon said, smiling, "Were you ever really interested in me, or were you just leading me on?"

Jaclyn paused for a moment and then answered truthfully, "Yes, I liked you, but I didn't know what I wanted. In a way, I still don't. I never really meant to lead you on, but I'm sure it must seem that way to you."

"Good enough," Jon said, seeming satisfied with the answer.

"I guess I'm next," Scott said.

"Truth or dare?" Jaclyn asked, smiling and showing how much she liked being in position on him during this game.

"Dare," he said without hesitation. "But at least make it something interesting and not some childish dare," he shot Marianne a little smile, "like licking the water fountain."

Already seeing an opening to enact part of her plan, Jaclyn jumped on the opportunity. "I'll do you one better," she said, smiling, "By including the reward in the dare itself."

"This certainly sounds more interesting than the water fountain," Scott said.

"I dare you..." Jaclyn hesitated for effect, "to kiss me like Jon kissed Marianne!"

"But you have a boyfriend," Scott objected.

"Hey, I'm the one making the dare here, buddy," Jaclyn said, somewhat forcefully. "If you don't do it, then you lose your turn to ask Marianne for a truth or dare."

"Okay," Scott said. He had offered his token resistance because she had a boyfriend, as he should have, but after that all bets were off.

Scott leaned in and kissed Jaclyn square on the lips, mashing his own lips against them. He watched Jaclyn, and soon her eyes closed as she pressed back at him. Jaclyn was very active, putting her hand behind Scott's head and pushing her face toward him, intensifying the kiss for both of them.

"Much better than that kiss Jon gave me the other night," Jaclyn said, looking at Jon and making it clear that she wasn't joking.

In fact, this was a part of her plan. Scott's kiss had been good, but Jon's had been equally as nice. Still, Jaclyn only told the truth when she had use for it, and in this situation, a lie worked more in her favor.

Jaclyn hated the idea that she had been outsmarted by Jon the other night, and she hated even more that Marianne had seen it. Given the chance to make Jon feel bad now, she had taken full advantage.

"I think its Marianne's turn," Jon said toward Jaclyn, matter-of-factly.

"Truth or dare?" Scott asked Marianne.

"Dare, and I better get my reward," she said, smiling and shaking her finger at Scott.

"Seeing as how Jaclyn included a reward as a part of her dare, I feel like it's only fair if I do the same thing," Scott said, giving Marianne a big smile. "I dare you to let me show them," he motioned toward Jon and Jaclyn, "exactly what we did in the theatre today."

Marianne's cheeks turned bright red as she glanced at the three of them. She was stunned that Scott would ask such a thing of her, and her first thought was There's no way I can go through with this. Then she remembered what she had told herself earlier. If one of them made a move, I was going to follow through on it. I just never expected it to be this open and obvious.

"Okay," Marianne breathed, letting out the air that she had been holding in her lungs as she thought. "Can we turn down the lights first, though? It was dark in the theatre, after all."

"What?" Jon asked, startled. "Come on, I want to see what happened."

"Just hit that dimmer switch over there," Jaclyn said. She was curious to see what would happen herself. "Turn the lights down most of the way, but not off. We'll still be able to see."

"That seems fair enough to me," Scott said, doing as Jaclyn had suggested and dimming the lights. The room fell into a shady kind of dark twilight, where shapes and silhouettes were clear and some details could be made out while others were more obscure.

Scott moved over next to Marianne and began to tug at the waistband of her sweat pants, just as he'd done in the theatre. Jon and Jaclyn watched with rapt attention, Jaclyn far more shocked at what she was seeing than Jon was. I can't believe Marianne is doing this, Jaclyn thought. She's so innocent...

In the last several weeks Marianne had become far less innocent than Jaclyn knew. They were best friends, but Marianne didn't share every little detail with Jaclyn like she used to. That had stopped after she found out Jaclyn had shared some sensitive information with others.

Jaclyn was even more shocked as she saw Marianne actually helping Scott to remove not only her sweatpants, but her panties as well. When they were completely gone, Jaclyn saw Scott's head disappear between Marianne's legs, and then she heard the sharp intake of Marianne's breath.

"Oh, gawd," Marianne said, as she felt Scott's tongue make contact with her clit, just as it had a few hours before.

"Damn!" Jon said, and Jaclyn slapped him on the arm.

"Shut up," Jaclyn whispered, "I want to listen while I watch."

Marianne gripped the back of the couch as Scott's tongue explored her folds for the second time. She felt her wetness release onto his face, and she loved feeling his tongue gliding over her as he licked it up. He's so good at this, Marianne thought, just before the first precursors to her orgasm began to build.

"Oh, mmmm, oh, mmmm," Marianne moaned.

She didn't care anymore that Jon and Jaclyn were watching. All Marianne wanted was to have her orgasm, and her whole being was focused on that singular goal. Scott was licking her furiously now, and she knew it wouldn't be long. So close...so close...

"Okay, that's enough," Jaclyn said, grabbing Scott's shoulder and pulling him back slightly, enough that it forced him to stop licking Marianne's slit.

"What are you doing!?" Marianne screamed at Jaclyn. "I didn't want him to stop!"

"Yeah," Scott agreed, his face shimmering from her juices in the dim light. "She deserves her reward."

"It sounds to me like she already got it," Jaclyn said, trying to convey some authority.

Marianne was looking at Scott. "Just keep going, please, I'm begging you," she said, and her eyes conveyed how badly she wanted it.

"No," Jaclyn almost demanded. "It's Jon's turn now."

"Fine!" Marianne said, shooting Jaclyn an evil gaze before quickly looking at Jon. "I dare you to take over for Scott!"

"Oh yeah!" Jon said. As Scott moved out of the way, Jon was more than happy to settle in between Marianne's ultra-sexy legs. Even in this dim light, he couldn't believe how incredibly hot she was, or how much it turned him on just to see her wet pussy. Its lips were puffy and swelled with excitement, and she was already incredibly wet.

Scott and Jaclyn took a seat on the couch and watched as Jon went to work on Marianne. Scott had an enormous erection, his excitement having built up beautifully as he had licked Marianne's pussy. Jaclyn had noticed it when he had pulled away from Marianne, and it gave her another chance to enact part of her plan for the evening. Jaclyn ran her hand along Scott's leg, then quickly reached over and grabbed his stiff cock through his jeans.

Scott jumped for a moment and almost asked Jaclyn what she was doing, but he knew it was futile. He had already objected once because of the boyfriend - if she was insistent, it was on her head now. Besides, he was incredibly horny, and with Jon going down on Marianne, Jaclyn was the only woman available.

Jaclyn was not unattractive to Scott. She certainly wasn't ugly, but she wasn't anywhere near Marianne's level of sheer hotness. Still, she was looking especially pretty tonight, and when you're really horny, a pretty girl tends to look even better. Scott gave in to his desires. Moving forward, he pressed his lips to Jaclyn's as she fell back onto the couch, pulling him on top of her.

Jon was almost attacking Marianne's vaginal area with his tongue. He was eager to get her off, and it wasn't long before he had her moaning again. Marianne was writhing on the floor now, shoving her hips up into Jon's face as he ate her out. She knew her orgasm was coming, and when it hit, there was no doubt to anyone in the room that she was climaxing.

"Oh my GAWD!" Marianne screamed, shoving herself forward onto Jon's face, her hips practically bouncing up and down as the waves of the orgasm poured over her. She shook almost violently as Jon's tongue finished the job Scott's had started.

When it was over, she relaxed and allowed her hips to drop to the floor. Jon gave her clit one final lick, causing her to jump slightly, and then he moved up her body toward her face. Before Marianne knew what was going on, Jon was kissing her, and she could taste herself on his lips.

Scott heard Marianne's scream and knew that Jon had given her the orgasm she had desired so much. That thought made him happy, but it didn't linger in his mind long, because Jaclyn was going crazy. She was kissing him with a fierce passion, pushing her tongue into his mouth and pumping on his shaft through his jeans so hard that it almost hurt.

In an effort that was more to release the pressure than anything else, Scott pulled back from her embrace and sat up on his knees, undoing his jeans and pushing them down. Jaclyn immediately grabbed his erect penis again, stroking it hard before leaning down and taking the head into her mouth.

"Ohhhh!" Scott groaned as he felt Jaclyn begin to quickly bob her head up and down on his cock.

Marianne found that the taste of her own juices was different but not altogether unpleasant, and she enjoyed kissing Jon enough that it didn't matter. His kisses were short and passionate, and they roamed over her face and neck as he kissed her check, under her chin on each side, and then up the side of her face. Finally he nibbled on her ear and then he lay down beside her on the floor.

As he moved, Marianne felt his erection brush against her leg. That's not right, she thought, That I get pleasure and he doesn't.

"Would you like me to do something about this?" Marianne asked him, grabbing his erection through his pants in a move that she never would have made a few weeks ago.

Jon just nodded, his desire for her more than evident in his eyes. He couldn't believe the situation he'd stumbled into here, where one of the hottest women he had ever met was asking to do something about his erection. He would only do something if he knew she was okay with it, but he was getting everything he wanted anyway, so far at least.

Jon shed his jeans, shoes, and shirt and lay down beside Marianne again. He took her in his arms, intent on holding her, but she had other plans. She reached down and began to gently massage his penis, watching his face as he reacted to her touch, pushing his cock into her hand as she jacked him off. Jon couldn't believe what he was doing, and he wondered if he wasn't dreaming.

Jaclyn couldn't believe what she was doing, either. She was sucking on Scott's cock, and she was actually enjoying it. She'd never done it before because she thought it would be disgusting, but when the urge had struck a minute ago, suddenly it didn't seem so bad. I must be doing a good job, judging by the way he's groaning, she thought.

Marianne had never given a blow job either, but unlike Jaclyn, she had no desire to start tonight. She kept pumping Jon's penis in her hand. He looked relaxed, like he was enjoying the feeling of her hand on his penis. In truth, he was quite content, and he could have stayed like that for a long time. Marianne had different plans.

"Make love to me, Jon," she whispered. "Be my first."

Jon's head snapped up. Did she just say what I thought she said? he asked himself. "I can't," is what he said out loud.

"Why not?" Marianne asked, still whispering. She didn't want to disturb whatever it was she could hear happening up on the couch. "It's what I want."

"If I take your virginity, it's not like I can give it back when we're done," Jon said. "I just don't want you to regret this..."

"Oh, Jon," Marianne said, kissing him deeply and passionately. "I'm sure I won't regret it." She got on her feet, straddling his legs and holding his cock. "Now how exactly does this work?"

As Jaclyn continued to suck his cock, Scott heard Jon say the word "virginity" and knew immediately that he had to be talking about Marianne. Maybe they were about to have sex, but he had bigger issues to concern himself with.

"Jaclyn, I'm going to come if you don't stop," he half said and half groaned.

She pulled her head up and used a hand to push back her hair. "How'd I do for a first timer?" she asked, smiling at him in the dim light.

"You had me close to going over the edge," Scott said. "In other words, you were damn good!"

"Now it's my turn," Jaclyn said, standing up and trying to keep her balance on the couch. She began to take off her clothing, and as she did, her gaze fell on the action taking place on the floor below her.

Marianne was straddled overtop of Jon, who had taken hold of her hips with his hands. She was watching his face as he gave her instructions.

"Just go slow," Jon told her. "This is actually a great position, because you can go at your own pace."

Marianne moved downward and then felt the tip of Jon's penis against her opening. She was certain this was what she wanted, but she knew it might hurt. Still, she pressed on, slowly lowering herself onto the tip of his cock.

Jon felt her descending on his penis and almost blew his load right then. She was barely over the head of his cock and she was already so tight, and he knew then that this would be incredible sex. Putting it out of his mind, he tried to concentrate on doing everything he could to make sure the sex would be just as good for her as he knew it would be for him.

Marianne felt a resistance and pushed hard. When it gave way, she practically fell the rest of the way onto Jon's cock, her pussy sliding downward very easily after that. She was surprised to find that there was only a minimal amount of pain, and the pleasant feeling of her vagina being so full was almost enough to outweigh it. When Jon reached down and touched her clit with his finger, she forgot about the pain entirely, because the pleasure was too great.

When Jaclyn finished undressing, she continued staring at the sight beneath her. She couldn't believe that Marianne was actually giving herself over to Jon. Her thought process was broken when Scott leaned down and took one of her now bare nipples into his mouth.

"Uhhnnn" she moaned. "That's nice."

Scott bit her nipple lightly, then moved to the other one and did the same. In a moment he stepped down beside the couch and let his tongue trail down her flat stomach and into the small bush of hair directly above her pussy.

Scott looked up at Jaclyn. "You want the same thing Marianne got so much pleasure from?"

"No," she said. "I want you to fuck me."

Scott had heard those words from women before, but he never expected it from Jaclyn. He'd never heard her swear before, and even given the current circumstances, he hadn't expected that to change. What he didn't know was that he had made Jaclyn incredibly horny, and when that happened, she lost all her inhibitions.

"Are you going to do it or not?" Jaclyn asked, looking down at him.

"Yeah," Scott said, grabbing Jaclyn around the waist and almost tackling her onto the couch again.

Jon was glad to see Marianne's expression change from one of pain to one of pleasure when he reached out and touched her clit. He continued his motions there, rubbing it for her, and she moaned his name very lightly. This caused Jon's penis to twitch inside of her, and Marianne felt it and gasped. Jon did it again, and she gasped again.

"That feels nice," Marianne told him.

"If you think that feels good, try moving up and down on it," Jon suggested.

Marianne did what he said, and she found it to be incredible. As she lifted off of his penis, it left an empty feeling in her that only made it feel that much better when she pushed back onto it a second later. As his penis filled her again, she felt the walls of her vagina being prodded and pushed, and it felt wonderful.

Jon felt her hot, tight pussy grip his penis as Marianne slowly moved up and down, and he had to breathe slowly and look away in order to keep from coming inside of her. He wanted this to last for Marianne and for himself.

Jaclyn landed on the couch with a plop and immediately reached up to grab for Scott. She couldn't believe how fast her lust and desire for him had developed. He's sexier than I thought. I can't believe how easy that makes it to do this, she thought, as she reached again for his penis.

It didn't take Scott long to spread Jaclyn's legs, and with her help, he lined himself up with her wet slit. As his penis glided into her canal, he felt her feet pushing on his ass, trying to drive his penis deeper inside of her. After Jaclyn released the vice-like grip of her legs from around him, he began a controlled pumping rhythm, slowly moving in and out of her.

Marianne moved on Jon's penis, gradually picking up her pace as she got used to being filled. She could feel her tension melt away as she gently began to ride his cock. This isn't so bad, she thought.

Jon had been able to hold off on his orgasm and found he wanted to do more than just lay there. When Marianne was on a down stroke, he grabbed her hips and pushed her downward, penetrating deeper than he had been so far.

"Oh my gawd!" Marianne yelled, and Jon was afraid he had hurt her until he saw her smiling at him. "That felt sooooo good!"

Jaclyn had almost forgotten about the other couple until Marianne yelled out. This reinforced the fact that she felt somewhat awkward, having sex while listening to her roommate have sex on the floor next to her. I formulated this plan, now I've got to carry it out, she thought. By now, though, it had become much more than a simple plan. Jaclyn was enjoying the sex for what it was - a great fuck between horny friends.

Jaclyn moaned as she pushed her hips back toward Scott every time he thrust forward. She could feel his penis bottoming out, and every time it did, she wanted to jump and scream, but she held back. She'd had sex before, but she'd never felt like this. Something was different, and she wanted to find out how good this could become.

Scott found himself already approaching his orgasm, not five minutes into sex with Jaclyn. He was so horny that he nearly couldn't control himself and almost shot his load into her well before he wanted to. He slowed a bit, and then decided that a position switch might help. Pulling out, he used his hands to try to roll Jaclyn over, and after a momentary hesitation she got the idea and moved into a doggy position.

"Unnnhhh," Jaclyn yelled as Scott buried himself in her pussy again in one smooth motion.

Jon continued to use his hands to help Marianne's rhythmic motions, which were becoming faster every second. She was as tight as he had expected, but the warmth and the wetness were greater than he had thought they would be. She had started out drier, but as her excitement now increased to a near fever pitch, his penis was almost flooded with her juices - and he loved every moment of it.

A virgin a few minutes before, Marianne was now lost in the euphoria of sex for the first time. She practically bounced on Jon's penis, pursuing an orgasm she could feel coming on strong. When it finally hit, she shrieked and sat straight up, her back stiff and her body rigid.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned as the spasms rolled through her pussy, followed by "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

This felt different than any orgasm before it. Normally her vaginal spasms had nothing to grip onto, and that was the only kind of climax she'd ever experienced. Now, with Jon's cock inside of her, it amplified the orgasm several times over. It also served to shorten the time period between each wave of the orgasm, because the spasms didn't last as long when her pussy had something filling it.

Jon could feel the contractions of her orgasm on his cock and smiled. It felt great, but what made him feel even better because he knew that he had somehow brought her to this point of the greatest sexual arousal and release.

Jaclyn heard Marianne moaning out her orgasm, and it turned her on a great deal. She was very close to her own climax, but she couldn't quite get there. Scott's thrusting had her at the edge. Thinking quickly, she reached down with her finger and grazed the tip of her clitoris, and that was more than enough.

"Ohhh fuck!" Jaclyn yelled. "Fuck me, Scott! Yeah! Oh gawd I'm coming all over you!"

Jaclyn hadn't been aware of the fact that Scott had slowed down to stop his impending orgasm. Her climax had put him on the precipice of his own, and when she began to thrust herself back onto his penis, he began to come.

Scott had long since stopped moving for himself and was letting Jaclyn push over his cock, and with a small groan he began to release his seed up inside of her. There was nothing he could do to stop it, and as good as it felt, he certainly didn't want to pull out of her. She didn't seem to notice as she continued to ride out the last of her own orgasm.

Jon heard Jaclyn yelling but tried to ignore it. He wanted his entire focus to be on Marianne, and right now she was falling onto him after expending all of her energy on her orgasm. Jon held her for a few seconds as she regained her breath, and then rolled over.

"My turn to be on top," he said, grabbing her ankles and pushing her feet into the air.

"Okay," she said quietly, smiling up at him as he guided himself into her once again.

Jaclyn plopped down face first on the couch, too tired to continue. Scott will just have to finish himself off, she thought, and then she felt a trickle flowing down the inside of her right leg. I couldn't be this wet, could I?

"Did you cum in me?" Jaclyn almost demanded of Scott.

"Yeah," Scott said, grinning at her.

"Why the fuck did you do that?"

"Because you were screaming and fucking yourself back at me and I started to come."

Jaclyn didn't respond. Instead, she got up from the couch and walked over to the corner of the room, then sat down on a small foam cushion there. She sat there silently, leaving Scott by himself on the couch.

Jon smiled as he looked down and watched his own penis going in and out of Marianne's wet pussy. She was incredibly sexy, and watching her in the pale light, he wasn't sure how much longer he could keep this up. There's still another part of her I want to have, Jon thought. If I come now, I won't get it.

Marianne enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm, and she loved the fact that Jon wanted to be on top now. I don't have to do anything if I don't want to, and that's nice, she thought.

Jon continued pumping in and out of Marianne for a few short moments, then pulled out of her and stood up, grabbing her hands and pulling her to her feet as well.

"Have you ever tried anal sex?" He whispered the question to her in the dark.

"No...but...I wouldn't mind trying it," Marianne whispered back, trying to sound confident and not give away how nervous she felt.

"I'll take it slow, just like before," Jon said, and he was elated when she nodded and turned around.

Scott had been watching Jaclyn sitting in the corner, wondering what she was doing, but when Jon stood up and pulled Marianne to her feet, his eyes shot toward them. Marianne looked stunning in the pale light from the lamp, and Scott could tell they were discussing something, but he couldn't quite hear what they were saying. In a moment Marianne nodded at Jon and turned around, and from his view Scott could see the sexy curvature of Marianne's hot ass.

Jon pushed lightly on the small of Marianne's back and she bent over further, grabbing onto the back of a chair for support. He lined his penis up with her pussy and pushed, plunging all the way into her in one smooth stroke. Marianne gasped and then let out a low moan, unsure of what he was doing but enjoying it nonetheless.

When Jon pulled out of her this time, Marianne found herself wishing he would have stayed inside longer. She was just starting to enjoy the feel of a cock in her pussy again when he had removed it. Soon she didn't worry about her pussy, because Jon's throbbing penis was pushing at her rear entrance, and all of her focus was on that at the moment.

Scott had been observing all of this with a keen eye. He'd always had a thing for Marianne, and watching her have sex gave him an erection in a hurry. He wanted so badly to go over and give Jon a hand with her. Suddenly he realized that nothing was stopping him from doing just that. I don't know what Jaclyn's doing, but I know what I'm doing, he thought, standing up and walking toward the couple already entangled with one another.

Jon saw Scott approaching first and made a motion with his eyes toward the chair in front of Marianne. Scott took the hint and stepped in front of Marianne, gently lifting her hands off of the back of the chair and placing them on his own shoulders instead. Reaching behind himself, he turned the chair around so that it was facing them and promptly sat down in it. The resulting motion caused Marianne to move forward, falling on top of Scott and pulling her ass off of Jon's cock.

Jon pulled her back to her feet and lined himself up again. Once he was inside of her ass, he pushed forward, burying his penis inside of her rectum and at the same time pushing her toward Scott, who reached out and began to stroke her clit with his hand.

"Oh gawd!" Marianne yelled. "I need it inside of me!"

Scott wasn't sure if she was talking about his finger or his penis, but he knew which one he hoped it was. Pushing himself out to the edge of the chair, he lined her up with his penis and then pulled her forward, and the head of his cock slipped inside of her.

"Yes! More!" Marianne screamed.

Both guys thought she was talking to them. Jon increased his pace, plowing in and out of her ass with reckless abandon. This made it more difficult for Scott, but he still managed to push his entire penis inside of her. He sighed as he felt the incredible tightness and wetness of Marianne's pussy. She's not really doing anything and already she's better than Jaclyn, Scott thought.

Jon couldn't take any more of Marianne's tight sphincter on his cock. He rammed into her one final time and began to shoot his load, filling her tight hole with his hot white cum. He felt the cum begin to flow around his penis, so he pulled out and shot the last few small spurts onto her ass crack, then collapsed onto the floor, his energy spent.

Marianne felt Jon tense up and knew he was spraying his load inside of her ass. She was still incredibly horny, so when she felt him fall away, she wasted no time and climbed onto the chair and straddled Scott, pushing up and down on his penis hard and fast. I had an orgasm this way before, she thought.

Scott couldn't believe how horny Marianne had become within the last hour, but he loved it. She had her feet on the armrests of the chair, and he watched as she pushed herself over his cock again and again. Soon he reached up and began to feel her breasts, tweaking the nipples in his fingers as she moaned, and then he got an idea. Pulling Marianne's feet off of the armrests, he put them behind his own back and pulled her overtop of him. Now his cock was buried completely inside of her, and somehow it felt at home there.

At first Marianne was almost angry with Scott for making her change positions when she was on her way to an orgasm, but when she found out how good it felt when his cock pushed all the way inside of her, she mashed her lips onto his and pushed her tongue into his mouth in a frantic kiss. She was still able to move some, and now every time his penis bottomed out, she was pushed higher toward the orgasm she wanted so badly.

Scott could sense Marianne was on the edge again. He ran his hands over her body, playing with her nipples again and watching her beautiful face in the full splendor of her passion. He trailed his hands downward and grabbed her ass, smacking it ever so lightly and then grabbing it again before stroking the outside of her incredibly sexy legs. She's so fucking hot, Scott thought. Gawd, I'm going to cum again soon if I'm not careful.

When he felt Marianne tense up, Scott knew she was on the brink of an orgasm. Reaching up and grabbing her ass again, he pulled her down over his cock as hard as he could. Marianne gasped and then let loose with a banshee-like scream, and the sound of it somehow hurt his ears and yet was music to his ears at the same time.

Scott couldn't handle it all. Marianne was sexy to begin with, but Marianne in an orgasm was too hot of a sight for him to manage. Nothing could stop his orgasm now, so he groaned and let it come, splashing the inside of Marianne's pussy with stream after stream of his sticky fluid.

Marianne's pussy milked Scott's cock, pulling every last drop of cum out of him with its frequent spasms. He looked up and saw her back arched and her head thrown back, her eyes shut tight as she moaned through clenched teeth. It was such a hot scene that Scott would remember it and masturbate over it many times for the next several months.

When her orgasm was over, Marianne was spent. She collapsed onto Scott, her breath coming in ragged little gasps, her body covered in a shimmering glaze of sweat. She felt the cum leaking out of her pussy and her ass, but she didn't care. She had never experienced something so fulfilling in her entire life.

Scott held Marianne close and looked over her shoulder. Jon was talking to Jaclyn in the same corner she had retreated to earlier. He couldn't hear their words, but it looked like Jaclyn had been crying.

After he shot his load in Marianne's ass, Jon had been tired and had stayed on the floor for several long minutes, enjoying his great sight line from behind and below as he watched Marianne ride Scott's cock. He saw his own cum as it dribbled from her sexy ass and dropped to the floor in front of him, and he knew she was going to have another orgasm. Jon's penis began to twitch in anticipation, and he looked for Jaclyn. If Scott can come fuck Marianne, I'll just go fuck Jaclyn, he thought. Normally I wouldn't, but I'm so horny right now I could burst!

Jon found Jaclyn sitting in the corner, silent tears streaming down her face.

"You want to fu...hey, what's wrong?" He had started louder, but he asked the last part quietly, and it was barely audible above Marianne's moans.

"Everything!" Jaclyn said, throwing her hands up in disgust.

"What do you mean?" Jon asked, sensing there was more going on than he knew about.

"For starters, I cheated on my boyfriend," Jaclyn said, sobbing lightly. "And I only did it to make Marianne jealous. I knew she liked Scott, so I wanted to keep her from getting him..." She sobbed again. "And now that didn't even work! She still got to fuck him!"

This last fact was emphasized by the ear-piercing scream Marianne let out during the beginning of her orgasm. Jon waited for Marianne and Scott to calm down before quietly continuing.

"Why did you want to make Marianne jealous, Jaclyn?"

"Because she's better looking than me," Jaclyn said very quietly. "I can't let her know that, though. I don't want her to get all the guys, so I had to make her think Scott wanted me more than her."

"What about me?" Jon asked, feeling somewhat perturbed that he seemed to be an afterthought.

"I knew you were more interested in me," Jaclyn said, and for a moment she stopped crying and almost looked as though she were smiling. "I didn't need to do anything to prove that."

Jon glanced at Scott, who was holding Marianne against him. Scott motioned that he couldn't hear the conversation, but that suited Jon just as well for now, so he waved Scott off and continued the discussion with Jaclyn.

"So you cheated on your boyfriend in order to use another guy to make your room mate jealous of you," Jon said, trying to sum up everything Jaclyn had just told him.

"Yes!" Jaclyn said, louder than she had intended. She grew quiet again after Marianne glanced up and then put her head back on Scott's chest. "My relationship with Mark is probably over." She began to sob lightly once more.

Jon's face must have shown the disgust he felt, because Jaclyn started sobbing even harder. His words did nothing to ease her pain. "You tried to manipulate people and you ended up screwing yourself over, Jaclyn. If Mark doesn't want you anymore, I don't blame him. You're worse than a cheat - you're a selfish little woman with no self-respect."

Jaclyn stood up suddenly and ran off in the direction of her bedroom, sobbing loud enough that all three of them could hear her the entire way.

"What was that all about?" Scott asked, loudly.

"I'll tell you later," Jon said. "In the meantime, I'm going to grab some of those couch cushions for pillows. Why don't you two join me on the floor and we'll all take a nice long nap?"

"Sounds great," Marianne said, falling backward and letting Jon catch her. "I need a good rest. I'm worn out."

"You worked hard," Scott said, placing himself on the side of her opposite Jon. "You deserve to rest. And you can have two guys holding you while you do."

"That's wonderful," Marianne said, lying down between the guys.

The sound of Jaclyn crying in her bedroom made it difficult to get to sleep, but Scott was too tired to get up and see what the matter with her was. I'll ask Jon what her deal is in the morning, he thought. Soon all three of them drifted off to sleep on the living room floor.

In the morning, they found a note that Jaclyn had left for Marianne. It said:

Marianne,

I've gone to see Mark to tell him everything and ask for his forgiveness. I'll be back later.

"I better see if I can call her and find out what's going on," Marianne said.

"We should probably be going anyway," Scott said.

As the guys drove home, Jon told Scott about Jaclyn's reaction the previous evening after everything was over. Jon finished by saying "I couldn't believe she would do that kind of thing to everyone."

"I can," Scott said. "From what I've heard and what I know myself, Jaclyn can be a real bitch sometimes."

Scott stopped the car to drop Jon off. "I'm going to go work out this afternoon and then run a race tonight. Maybe we can hang out later, though."

"Sure, man," Jon said. "I'll call Marianne in a bit and see if she wants to do something. Maybe we could even run in the race with you. I'm in pretty decent shape now, you know."

"Oh, I know," Scott said. "I did help you train, remember? Call me later, though."

"Okay, later dude," Jon said, smiling as he walked into his house.

Jon called Marianne, who said that Jaclyn had apparently reconciled with Mark - though Jaclyn understandably wanted to avoid spending time with Jon and Scott again.

"That's okay with me," Jon said. "I think it's horrible what she tried to do."

"What's that?" Marianne asked, and so Jon told her everything Jaclyn had told him.

"She wanted to make me jealous? That's why she slept with Scott? I don't even care," Marianne said, more matter-of-factly than Jon had expected. "I still had sex with both of you anyway."

"You sure did," Jon said, and Marianne could hear his smile through the phone. "You want to do something again tonight?"

"Yeah, what do you have in mind?"

"Scott's running in a cross country race tonight, and I might go with him. Did you want to come, too?"

"It sounds like fun," Marianne said. "Count me in."

Scott and Jon went to dinner and got ready for the race, and then they went to pick up Marianne. As soon as she walked out of her house, both guys' jaws dropped. Marianne was wearing a navy blue sports bra which emphasized her breasts and flat midsection, and tight navy blue shorts that showed off the curvature of her ass. The name "shorts" fit that particular piece of clothing well on Marianne, as most of her long sexy legs were exposed. She carried a bag of extra clothing with her.

"Looking good, Marianne," Scott said, smiling at her. "Put your bag in the back and let's get going."

On the way to the race, the three of them joked around as usual.

"I bet Marianne could get at least five guys phone numbers at this race," Jon said, chuckling.

"With that outfit on, she could probably get the number of every guy at the race," Scott said.

"I'm not sure about that," Marianne replied. "I'm not that attractive."

"Are you kidding me?" Scott asked. "I don't want to hear any more of that. Jon and I have both told you how hot and sexy you are, and you know what you do to us. All you have to do is look around to realize that most guys think the same way we do."

"I know," Marianne said, "I just think other women are better looking than me."

"Who told you that, Jaclyn?" Jon asked, spitting her name out at the end.

"Well, yeah. But I think it's true, too," Marianne said, trying to back up a position she somehow knew she couldn't defend.

"Just wait till we get there, then you'll see," Scott said.

Indeed, when they arrived at the race, there wasn't a male eye that didn't glance over at Marianne. Many of the men looked several times, and Scott caught a few who actually did double takes when they saw her.

"Tell me you didn't see that," Scott told her.

"Okay, I see it," Marianne said.

"Well, I'm glad we cleared that up," Jon said, mostly because he wasn't sure what else to say.

When the race began, Scott took off at his own pace, trying to get to the lead of the pack. Jon and Marianne hung back and ran together in a somewhat relaxed run. Jon kept glancing sideways at Marianne as she ran, admiring her grace and beauty. A few minutes into the race he got an idea, and Jon dropped his pace a few steps.

"Keep going, Marianne," Jon said. "I'll try to stick with you, but I'm not sure if I can."

"Okay," she breathed.

Jon actually had no trouble staying with Marianne's pace, at least for the next several minutes. The point of dropping back had been to watch her from behind as she ran. Now Jon not only admired her legs, but he also had a perfect view of her wonderful ass.

Eventually Jon did fall behind Marianne, and he watched as the distance between the two of them gradually increased. She was quite an athlete, and Jon was actually surprised he had stayed with her this long.

Marianne had been going slowly for Jon's sake, but with the race coming to a close soon, she started to go faster. Besides, he had given her permission to go faster, whether or not she needed it. She knew there was no way she would catch Scott, who had probably already finished, but she still wanted to finish well, and she did.

As Jon rounded the last bend in the course, he saw Marianne nearing the finish line. He sprinted, but she still finished well ahead of him. As she finished, she embraced Scott, who seemed somewhat rested. Jon sprinted the rest of the way and then grabbed them both in a group hug. Marianne laughed lightly, and she and Scott took either side of Jon and held him up as he walked and regained his strength.

Marianne felt something poking her in the ass as Jon wrapped them up in the hug. Does he have a hard on? she thought, pushing backward slightly. No wonder he fell behind. She laughed lightly and then joined Scott as they helped Jon walk.

At the awards ceremony, Scott took 1st place in the men's division, and Jon took 5th because he had hung back with Marianne. She managed to get 6th place in a very tough women's division.

"All right," Jon said to Scott after the awards ceremony, "It's time to go get our usual frosted ice drinks."

"I could sure go for one of those," Scott agreed.

"I'm just going to have water," Marianne said. "I don't want anything that cold right now."

Scott drove the three of them to a local fast food establishment. As he and Jon ordered frozen drinks, Marianne spoke up.

"Hey, they've got a kids' play area here," she said. "I wonder if they'd let us go in there?"

"We can always try," Jon said, "And if they don't like it, then they'll kick us out."

"Yeah, I guess that's one way to find out," Scott said.

So after they had finished their drinks, the three of them slipped into the large indoor kids' play area. None of the employees seemed to notice or care. Jon took his shoes off and climbed into the maze of pipes and tubes built for children but plenty large enough for him to fit through. Soon Marianne joined him.

Scott was desperate to follow Marianne. If I can stay behind her in these tubes, I can look at her ass the whole time, he thought. To that end, he crawled quickly into the tubes and sought her out, coming up directly behind her ass.

Jon had gotten out and was now coming from the other side. Scott could hear him shuffling along in front of Marianne.

"When I was a kid," Jon said as they crawled through the tubing, "I got stuck in one of these things, and my dad had to come get me out."

Marianne laughed. "I bet that happens to a lot of kids."

"Yeah, probably," Jon continued. "It was still embarrassing for me, though."

"Let's go up top, where the tube gets bigger and we can see down," Scott suggested.

"Follow me," Jon said, crawling faster now.

Scott wasn't following Jon so much as he was following Marianne's ass. Her tight blue shorts were clinging to it, and he had a great view. He had already been horny, and the sight of Marianne's nice ass moving like that in front of him had his penis at full mast in no time.

"We're here," Jon announced. "Now just let me get into this section of the tubing..."

Jon backed up, forcing Marianne to back up. As she did, her ass rubbed against Scott's face. Scott stuck out his tongue and licked her shorts in the spot where he imagined her pussy might be, and he had planned to do it again but she moved forward, following Jon into the upper section.

When they reached the top, it opened into several large chambers, linked together and meant for children to have space to play with one another. The three of them each took a separate chamber and sat down, enjoying the head room and extra space it offered.

"This is really nice up here," Marianne said.

"Yeah," Jon said, watching Marianne as she adjusted in her chamber. "These padded floors are easy on the knees too, not like the rest of the tubing."

Just as he said that, the lights in the kids' area and the adjoining lobby went out. It became darker, but there was still enough light to see thanks to a street lamp just outside the kids' area.

"Seems like someone forgot we were here," Jon said. "Oh well, I guess we can always leave when we want."

"Yeah," Marianne said. "I'm having too much fun right now."

Marianne knew Scott had probably been staring at her ass the entire time on their way to the top, and just the thought of it made her horny. Did he lick me on the way up here, or was that just my imagination? Marianne thought. I'm so horny. It shouldn't be too hard to make something happen here...

"I wonder if anyone has ever gotten freaky up here," Scott said.

"Oh yeah, right, in the kids' area," Jon said sarcastically.

"Hey," Scott said, "If I worked here, I'd probably have already tried it."

"There's no reason we can't try it right now," Marianne's sultry voice broke through and silenced both men.

"You want to..." Jon said.

"I think we all want to," Marianne said, looking at Jon. "You've been hot for me since the race earlier, and you," she turned toward Scott, "already tried to get some on the way up here, didn't you?"

Scott blushed slightly and nodded. "You know I can't resist you, Marianne," he said.

"Oh, I think I know that by now," Marianne said.

"Now how the hell are we going to make this work?" Jon asked, looking around and gesturing to the general area they were in.

"Like this," Marianne said, pushing her ass into the air and pulling down her shorts, sliding them off over her feet. She tossed them to the side, and then she got on her knees in her chamber, with her ass facing toward Scott. "I believe this is what you wanted earlier," she said, smiling back toward him.

"Why yes, it is," Scott replied, only half in jest.

"Why don't you make yourself more comfortable, Jon?" Marianne asked as she began to pull her sports bra over her head. "No one can see us in here anyway."

Jon adjusted himself in his chamber, leaning toward the one Marianne was in, and soon he managed to remove his shorts and underwear.

"Ohhhh," Marianne moaned. She could feel Scott licking her slit from behind, and it felt incredible.

"Not bad," Scott commented. "A little salty; it's probably the sweat from running. But you still taste great, Marianne."

"Thanks, I'm glad you like it ohhhh..." her voice trailed off as she moaned out as she felt his tongue reach underneath of her and flick into her clit.

Jon moved himself in front of Marianne, and she quickly took his cock in her mouth. I can't believe I'm doing this, Marianne thought. A few days ago I thought about these kinds of things, but I never had the courage to do them. But Scott and Jon make it feel so good...

It was getting even better by the moment. Scott had flipped over on his back and pushed most of his upper body into Marianne's chamber, positioning himself underneath of her and getting prime access to push his tongue into her pussy. She gasped around Jon's cock. Gawd, Scott has a masterful tongue, she thought.

Jon felt the air release around his cock as Marianne gasped. He had long since decided that he didn't mind Scott giving her pleasure; as long as Marianne was happy and having a good time, he was okay with it. He put his hand on the back of Marianne's head as she bobbed up and down on him. He loved the way her tongue moved so rapidly around on his penis.

Marianne knew an orgasm was coming. She could feel it rising up from within the pit of her stomach. It felt like Scott had his whole mouth clamped over her pussy now, and his tongue was doing wonders within it. The orgasm hit suddenly, before she really had any warning.

Marianne lunged forward, pushing her mouth over Jon's cock and giving him deep throat action, moaning around his cock. She bounced her hips rapidly up and down over Scott's face as most of her lower body shook. She felt the waves of the orgasm radiating out over her pussy as she pumped on Scott's tongue.

Scott couldn't believe how wet Marianne was. He had thought she was wet before, but this time she was practically gushing with juices. Not that he minded, because he lapped them up readily as she shook with the force of her orgasm.

When Marianne pushed forward and was going deep throat on him, Jon struggled to fight off his climax. It was a futile effort, especially when he felt the vibrations around his cock as she moaned through her orgasm. As Marianne moaned, Jon groaned and started to explode. He pumped stream after stream of his sticky white fluid straight down her throat.

Marianne could feel Jon's cum going down her throat, but she was powerless to do anything about it. The strength of her orgasm had overcome her, and right now she was only concerned with how great that felt. Normally she would never have swallowed so much cum at one time for fear she would choke on it. Still, in the midst of her orgasm she somehow managed to get all of it down, even when Jon pulled his cock back a bit and shot the last few squirts into her mouth.

Scott had gotten another taste of Marianne just like he had wanted, but now he found himself wanting more. The moans and groans of Marianne and Jon had only served to amplify his own desires. Pushing back from Marianne for a second, Scott shucked his own shorts and shirt and tossed them into his chamber, and then quickly moved up behind Marianne in her chamber, his erect penis leading the way.

Jon fell backward and relaxed, enjoying the post-orgasmic haze. Marianne was still on her knees facing him, smiling slightly as she gulped down the last of his cum.

Scott didn't give her any warning; he just lined his cock up with her opening and pushed.

"Oh!" Marianne said suddenly, and Jon saw her expression change to shock and then melt into pleasure. It took him a moment to realize what was happening. When he put it together, he was actually somewhat angry at the predicament this little kids' play area had put him in. Here he was, stuck in front of Marianne and having already enjoyed the pleasure of her mouth. He figured there was nothing for him to do but wait until Scott was done with her.

Scott relaxed for a second after he'd buried his penis inside of Marianne, relishing that familiar warm, wet feeling. He'd had sex with many women, but he still couldn't get over how special it felt to be with Marianne this way. He stopped relaxing when he noticed that Marianne had begun to pump her hips back and forth, effectively fucking herself on his cock.

Scott had always wanted to fuck Marianne from behind like this, but until now he'd never had the chance. The other night had been great, but simple logistics had prevented his fucking Marianne from behind while Jon had been in her ass. Now he grabbed her hips and began to thrust into her as she pushed back at him. He looked down and watched as her hot ass moved over him and her pussy enveloped his cock. Wow, that is sexy, he thought.

Marianne wasn't moaning anymore, but every time Scott's cock bottomed out inside of her, she let of a tiny little grunt. Jon didn't think Scott could hear it, but being in front of her like he was, Jon certainly could. Soon his penis regained its former hardness, and he longed to fuck Marianne. Knowing this wasn't possible in the current positions, he tried to decide what to do.

Soon Jon had an idea. He began to rapidly stroke his cock as he watched Marianne while Scott fucked her. Just as it had been the other night, it was such a turn on to see Marianne getting fucked, even if he wasn't the one doing the fucking.

Jon had always enjoyed women's facial expressions while they were having sex or in a heightened state of arousal, and this was certainly no exception. He gazed at Marianne, watching as her brow became furrowed and her lips pressed together, her eyes staring straight ahead as she concentrated on the pleasure in her loins. She looks so hot right now, Jon thought. He continued to stroke his penis even faster.

Marianne had needed a cock inside of her for some time, and now that she finally had it, she was going nuts. She lifted her head and concentrated on trying to push back against Scott, hoping that the head of his penis would somehow hit her G-spot. She'd never been fucked from behind before other than the one stroke Jon had given her before fucking her ass, but she knew enough from books to guess that if her G-spot could be touched by a penis, it would be in this position. Either way, she could feel another orgasm coming, and this one was going to be a monster.

Scott couldn't believe it; he was already closing in on his orgasm. He had wanted to hold it off for Marianne's sake, but then he remembered that she'd already had one climax and he didn't feel so bad. Besides, if he got too tired, she could always go over and fuck Jon. Scott continued to thrust into Marianne's pussy from behind, pumping harder than before.

Jon wasn't thinking about getting a chance to fuck Marianne right now. He was busy watching Marianne bouncing forward and backward as she moved on Scott's cock. She looks so hot like that, Jon thought. He was masturbating at a furious pace now, and he knew what he wanted to do.

Marianne felt her orgasm coming on very quickly, like the last one, but this time she had some warning. "Oh, I'm going to come," she moaned, and then she did. She let out a scream that pierced the ears of both men and echoed both ways down the tubing they were in. She couldn't believe how powerful this one was; her pussy was squeezing Scott's cock hard in rapid spasms that she couldn't have stopped if she tired. Marianne had no desire to stop this burning fire of passion that was running its course through her, radiating out from her vagina and covering her entire body.

Scott was trying desperately to ride out Marianne's orgasm without having one of his own, but her pussy was clenching his cock like mad, and the little moans Marianne was letting out were incredibly sexy. He looked down at her. She had her head on the foam at the bottom of the chamber, and her eyes were shut tight. She was shaking and pumping herself over his cock faster and harder than she had before. As he watched all of this he couldn't take it anymore.

Jon heard Marianne say she was going to come, and it almost put him over the edge, but not quite. He kept pumping his penis and watching her face as she had her orgasm. When she fell over and put her face into the foam padding at the bottom of the chamber, he moved closer. Her eyes were closed and she looked incredibly sexy to him; the moment was now.

Scott pulled his penis out of Marianne and pumped it with his hand. As soon as he did, a large white rope of cum came forth and flew a few of feet until it landed on her lower back. Scott groaned and continued to pump several long shots of cum onto Marianne's back, followed by smaller spurts that landed on her ass.

Jon heard Scott groan and looked up to see him shooting his load all over Marianne. Her expression changed as she felt the cum landing on her, and it looked like she was actually enjoying it. That was too much for Jon. He moved forward until he was right next to her face.

"Marianne!" Jon said, loudly, and she looked up.

Marianne heard Jon say her name, and when she turned his way, she caught the first giant glob of his cum right in the middle of her forehead. It was followed by a second long rope that landed in her pretty blond hair. The third shot barely hit her nose and then dripped down over her lips. She had turned her head slightly by the time the rest of it arrived, and it splashed over her cheek.

The three of them lay in the kids play area for several minutes, tired from the effort they had exerted during sex. Finally they put their clothes back and on and climbed down from the kids' area.

"What a night," Jon said. "It was great, but I don't think I'll be able to move in the morning."

"Me either," Marianne said.

"I'm going to be busy tomorrow," Jon said to both of them as he got out of the car, "but maybe we can hang out in a few days."

"Okay," they both chimed back, together.

As soon as he pulled away from Jon's house, Scott turned to Marianne.

"I don't suppose you'd be available to do something tomorrow? Nothing against him, but I'd love to finally get a chance to hang out with you without Jon around." Scott said to her, his eyebrows raised.

"Sure," she said, surprising him. "I'd love to. We could do a workout together and you can show me how to do some things, since you know so much about exercise." She stretched her legs and grimaced. "If I can get out of bed in the morning, that is."

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The next day Scott picked Marianne up in the afternoon and headed for the gym. When they arrived, Marianne let Scott do his own workout while she examined some machines and did a few sets of her own. When Scott had finished, Marianne asked if he could help her.

"I want to try to do a pull up, but I don't think I can," she said.

"Why don't you try doing it this way?" Scott suggested, demonstrating a different kind of technique that focused more on the chest and biceps than the back and shoulders.

"I never thought of that," Marianne said. She jumped and barely reached the bar, then tried to pull herself up, but to no avail. She almost got her chin over the bar, but she couldn't quite make it, and she let herself drop to the floor again.

"You know," Scott said, "sometimes if you have someone lift you up a little bit to get you started, it becomes easier."

"Isn't that cheating?" Marianne asked.

"Not really, no," Scott replied. "A lot of shorter athletes use a coach to do it all the time because they can't reach the bar very well. It keeps you from having to use your leg strength to jump, and then you can concentrate more on doing the pull up." He moved toward her. "Here, I'll show you."

Marianne turned around and reached her hands upward toward the bar. In a moment, Scott put his hands just above her hips and began to lift her off of the ground. When she was high enough, Marianne grabbed the bar.

"Now pull!" Scott yelled, and she did.

This time, Marianne mustered up the courage to pull harder, and with a final grunt she pulled her chin up over the bar, then immediately dropped to the floor again.

"I did it!" She said, hugging Scott around the neck. "Your push put me over the top!"

"I didn't push, I just lifted you up so you wouldn't have to do it yourself," Scott said. "I think it gave you more of a confidence boost than anything."

"Maybe," she said. "I'm tired and my legs still hurt from yesterday. Let's get out of here and go back to my dorm room."

"Fine with me," Scott said. I can only imagine what will happen when we get there, Scott thought. But if she just wants to hang out, that's fine too.

The drive to the dorm was short, and Marianne stayed quiet. Scott figured she had something on her mind, but he didn't press her. She would tell him if she wanted him to know.

When they arrived at the dorm room, Jaclyn wasn't there. Marianne explained that she was spending the day with Mark, apparently trying to reconcile whatever was left of their broken relationship.

"My leg muscles are tight from that run yesterday," Marianne said. "I could really use a massage..." She trailed off, but her tone had said everything her voice hadn't.

Scott looked at her and he saw the lust in her eyes immediately. Without saying anything, he came over to where Marianne sat on the couch and planted his lips on hers. She pushed back up at him, grabbing the back of his neck and pressing her tongue into his mouth. In a moment she felt his arms underneath of her.

"Oh!" Marianne yelled as Scott lifted her into his strong arms.

He carried her into her bedroom, and then gently set her on the bed. He kissed her again, shorter and less passionately, but he had other matters to attend to. He got on his knees in front of her and began to gently knead her leg muscles with his hands.

"You wanted a massage," Scott said, smiling up at her.

"That can wait," Marianne said, smiling back. "Besides, I might need another one later anyway."

She was already removing her shirt, and once it was gone, she wasted no time in pushing her shorts and underwear off as well. Scott marveled at her gorgeous body. Even though he'd seen her naked several times already, her elegant sexiness never ceased to amaze him.

Scott quickly shucked his own clothing, not wanting it to be a hindrance later on as they moved forward. Dropping to his knees again, Scott pushed Marianne's legs apart and gave her pussy a long lick, and she gasped.

"I love the taste of your sweet nectar," Scott said, looking into Marianne's eyes for a moment before diving back between her legs.

Marianne began to thrash around on the bed as Scott used his tongue to explore her folds. She had taken hold of the covers, her knuckles turning white as she gripped them tightly in each hand. Her eyes were closed, and she was almost humming with excitement.

"Hunnn, hunnn, hunnn," Marianne moaned, over and over. Then: "You have to stop."

"What? Why?" Scott asked, pulling back from between her legs.

"Because I've never had the chance to return the favor, and I want to," she said, and he saw that lusty look in her eye once again.

"I guess I've had enough of a taste...for now," Scott said, flashing her a smile as he climbed up next to her on the bed.

Marianne pushed him backward, and he lay on his back as she moved up next to him. Taking his penis in her hand, she began to stroke his erect member, moving her hand up and down and watching him groan with delight. She surprised him with how quickly she moved to take the head of his cock into her mouth, and then she began to bob her head.

It reminded him somewhat of the blow job Jaclyn had given him the night before, except Marianne was far better at the technique. She would push most of his penis into her mouth, then retreat a bit and keep only the head of his cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Scott knew right away that he was getting one of the best blow jobs he'd ever had.

He closed his eyes and relaxed, enjoying the sensation of her mouth around his penis. In a moment he felt her mouth descend again, but this time she continued pushing until his entire cock was inside of her mouth. He could feel the tip brushing against the back of her throat. Then she pulled back slowly and coughed lightly.

"Was that good?" Marianne cooed. "I bet I know something better..."

Marianne put her hand on Scott's chest and swung a leg over his midsection, then grabbed his cock with her other hand. Balancing herself above him, she slowly lowered herself onto his penis, descending quickly. Soon he was all the way inside of her, and he let out a groan as he felt her wetness fully envelope him.

Marianne put both hands on his chest and planted her feet besides his hips, trying to balance on his cock. She loved the feeling of having a man inside of her; she had just lost her virginity a few nights ago and already she couldn't get enough sex. She felt Scott's cock pushing against her inner walls, and she could feel the beginning tremors of an orgasm to come.

Bouncing lightly on Scott's penis, Marianne moved forward and backward, trying to find the best angle for her own satisfaction. A grin came over her face when she found a rhythm where his penis was poking into her G-spot every time she came down. She knew her orgasm wasn't far off.

Scott wasn't getting much out of Marianne's little adjustments, but when she started bouncing again and letting out tiny little moans with every down stroke, it felt great and turned him on more than he thought it would. He loved being inside of her and feeling her pussy walls gripping him as she slid herself over him again and again.

Marianne's orgasm caught her by surprise, hitting all at once when she struck her G-spot just right with the head of Scott's penis. She no longer bounced on his cock but began to move rapidly back and forth.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Marianne screamed.

Scott felt her tense up and wondered if she was having an orgasm, and when she screamed out, he knew that was the case. He tried to push himself deeper inside of her, but he was already as deep as he could go. She continued to moan lightly, pushing back and forth on his cock, and soon he felt her juices gushing out all over him.

Much like a few nights before, when her orgasm ended, Marianne collapsed onto Scott's chest. This time, however, Scott was not content to merely hold her there. Pulling out, Scott flipped the two of them over and spread Marianne's legs. He was incredibly horny and he needed to have an orgasm of his own.

Marianne was still shaking from her orgasm when she felt Scott flip them over, spread her legs, and slide his penis inside of her. Oh yeah, give me more! she thought, as he began to pound her pussy, thrusting in and out of her at a rapid pace.

Scott didn't want to hold anything back. He finally had Marianne to himself. He'd helped her to an orgasm, but now he wanted his own. It was coming quickly, and he made no move to slow down and instead went faster, trying to get to his climax.

He could feel his orgasm building, and for a brief moment Scott wondered if he should pull out of Marianne. He decided against it, figuring he had come inside of her before, so it wouldn't hurt to do it again.

Soon he was doing just that, pushing his penis as deep inside of her as he could and holding it there as it released several long squirts of his hot white seed. He felt his penis twitching, and the sweet release it brought with it was wonderful.

Marianne knew he was coming inside of her, and she was glad. She'd been on birth control pills for years to regulate her cycle, and now it had paid off because she had no worries about pregnancy. She could feel his penis pulsing inside of her as it let loose its sticky fluid, and she loved every moment of it.

Scott fell down beside Marianne, his softening penis still inside of her. When it became completely soft it fell out, and a trail of their mixed juices followed, dripping onto Marianne's ass and the sheets of the bed.

"Let's just lay here for a while," Marianne suggested, closing her eyes.

"That sounds wonderful," Scott said, and so that's what they did.

Later Scott would go home and masturbate, thinking about the recent times he'd fucked one of the sexiest women he'd ever met. After he was done, he wondered what kind of relationship he would have with Marianne. Is it just sex, or does she want something more? he thought. He would discuss the whole thing with Jon later.

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The next day Marianne got a call from Jon.

"What did you and Scott end up doing yesterday?"

"We went for a workout at the gym," Marianne said. Then, after a pause: "And then we kind of made our own workout."

"I should have known," Jon said, and he sounded a little hurt.

"What do you mean?"

"You want him, don't you? You're not interested in me now."

"No, that's not it at all," Marianne said quickly. "I like spending time with both of you. In fact, why don't we do something today, without Scott? I think he's busy anyway."

"Yeah, he's working today," Jon said. "What did you want to do?"

"We could go to my parents place," Marianne suggested. "My dad is going to cook something on the grill, and we can play volleyball with everyone."

"Okay," Jon said.

"I'll pick you up," Marianne said, "and we can go together."

Marianne picked Jon up just as she said she would, and they rode out to her parents place. It was a nice house in the suburbs, and when they met Jon, her parents seemed to take a liking to him.

Jon and Marianne played volleyball for a bit, and then enjoyed a picnic style dinner with her family. Afterward, Marianne beckoned Jon into the house.

"Everyone is still outside," she said, stepping into the bathroom and grabbing the front of his jeans, struggling with the zipper.

Jon realized what she meant and began to help her. In a matter of seconds his jeans and underwear were around his ankles.

Marianne dropped to her knees and took the head of his penis into her mouth. Jon groaned in excitement, his penis pulsing and becoming longer and harder as she began to suck on it. She grabbed the base of his cock and started pumping with her hand, sending shockwaves up his spine to his brain.

Jon backed up against the bathroom wall and tried to steady himself. He knew it wouldn't be long before he would blow his load, but he didn't care. Marianne was swirling her tongue around his penis now, and he could feel his climax coming on.

When Marianne pushed his entire cock into her mouth, Jon groaned and began to come. He shot three strong pulses straight down Marianne's throat before she pulled off of him completely and several smaller spurts dribbled off the end of her chin. Thinking quickly, she scooped them up on her finger and plopped them into her mouth, swallowing everything that was left.

"I thought you might need a little relief," Marianne said, smiling as Jon helped her up off the floor.

"What are we going to do now? It seems like most of your family has left."

"Yeah, and I don't really want to sit around talking to my parents for hours," Marianne said. "But don't worry; swing dancing is tonight at the club."

"Swing dancing?" Jon asked, and he sounded more than a bit skeptical.

"Yeah, swing dancing," Marianne said. "Anyone can do it. It's easy to learn but difficult to master. I'm pretty good but most of the people there are better. If you'll go, I'll teach you."

"As long as I can be with you, I'll go anywhere," Jon said.

Marianne gave her parents a hug and explained where she was going, telling them she'd be going back to the dorm that night.

When they arrived, the club was fairly empty. Taking Jon by the hand, Marianne pulled him out on the mostly deserted dance floor.

"The easiest thing is a basic swing dance," Marianne explained. "It's just a side step and a rock step, mostly." She moved to the side, and then stepped back on one foot, demonstrating the move.

Jon was nervous, but he took a certain comfort in holding on to Marianne's hands. He tried to follow her moves, and in a few minutes he had mastered the basics of the step she showed him.

"If you get nervous or tired, we can just move into a slow dance position, like this," Marianne said, moving in close to Jon and putting his hand on her back, still holding on to the other one. Jon could feel her breasts pressed against his chest, and for a moment he started to get turned on. Then Marianne pulled away.

"I'm going to use the restroom," she said.

Jon ordered water at the bar and sat there sipping it until she returned. The music had picked up, and several people had arrived and started dancing. Marianne pulled Jon out on the floor, and soon the two of them joined in with everyone else.

With Marianne's help, Jon looked like he had been swing dancing for years. When the slow songs came on, or when they got tired of swinging, Marianne would pull him close. He felt like he belonged in her arms. Every time she wanted to start swinging again, he would regret it, because he loved to feel her so close to him.

Once, when she pulled Jon close, Marianne felt his erection pressing into her and she knew this was turning him on. I've got to do something about that soon she thought.

"I'm getting tired," Marianne said. "Let's go back to my dorm room."

"Whatever you want," Jon said, and so they left.

When they arrived at the dorm room, they found themselves alone.

"Jaclyn is over at Mark's again," Marianne explained. "So I get you all to myself!"

Marianne practically jumped into Jon's arms, and they kissed passionately for several long seconds. She wrapped her legs around his back and let him support her full weight, which pulled them both backward. Fortunately, the couch was behind them.

They landed on the couch and continued making out for several minutes before they practically tore the clothing off of each other. Jon had wanted Marianne to himself for a while, and now that he finally had it, he planned to take full advantage. He kissed his way down her body to her nipples, kissing and licking each one until she moaned before moving down over her sexy flat stomach toward her love nest.

Jon loved Marianne's stomach. It was so long and flat and sexy that he couldn't resist - he began to kiss it and lick it. Marianne giggled when he first licked her there, and then moaned out because she found it turned her on more than she had imagined it could. Jon kept doing it because he knew it was turning her on.

As he licked her stomach, Jon subtlety trailed a hand down her thigh, and then moved it toward her pussy. When he touched her clit, Marianne jumped and pushed her hips high into the air. In a moment he pushed a finger inside of her, and then he began to slowly move it in and out.

Jon found that Marianne was already incredibly wet. Every time he pulled his finger out of her, he could hear her pussy slurping at it, and he could feel the suction of its walls on his digit. He wanted so badly to stick his penis inside of her, but he didn't want to do it too soon and break passion of the moment they were sharing.

Marianne could feel him pressing his finger inside of her, but she needed something more. She sat up and pushed herself down on his finger, but it just wasn't enough. I've got to have more! She did the only thing she could think of - she asked for what she wanted.

"Put it in me!" She yelled at Jon.

"What?" He asked, not sure if she meant his finger or his penis.

"Your penis - put it in me!"

"Okay!" Jon said, more than eager to comply with her wishes in this instance.

He moved up and lined his dick up with her slit, then slowly pushed inside. Marianne moaned as she felt Jon's penis filling her up. She loved the feeling of being filled, and the only thing that filled her this completely was a penis. Jon's was more than sufficient, as she moaned again when he slowly retreated and then pumped it back inside of her.

Marianne was incredibly turned on, and Jon knew it by how wet she was. It was slippery inside of her pussy, but not too much, because he could still feel its walls gripping his cock like a vise. If she hadn't sucked me off earlier, I'd already be shooting my load into her, Jon thought.

His position at the edge of the couch made it easy for him to thrust in and out of her, and when he sensed she was okay with it, he began to thrust hard and fast. Marianne moaned every time his penis bottomed out, which was something Jon had noticed about her; Marianne liked deep penetration. As her arousal level rose, Jon pushed as deep inside of her as he could.

"Ohhhh," Marianne cried out. "Deeper, yes! Give it to me!"

Jon loved hearing her beg for his penis, and this sent him closer to his own orgasm. Knowing he couldn't contain himself much longer between her moans and the grip of her pussy on his cock, he reached down and began to rub her clit with his finger.

"Oh gawd!" Marianne screamed, and Jon knew right away she was having her orgasm. Her pussy tightened on his cock and began its familiar milking motions, and that was more than enough to send him over the edge.

Jon didn't want to pull out of Marianne for fear it would ruin her orgasm, so he kept his cock inside of her, spewing his load up into her hot, tight pussy. She pumped herself back and forth on his cock, yelling out his name as he rammed her as deeply as he could.

When it was over, Jon fell backward onto the floor and Marianne remained motionless on the couch except for the rise and fall of her chest with her heavy breathing.

"Wow that was good," she finally said, and Jon sat up and nodded his head in agreement.

"I've been doing some thinking, Marianne," Jon said, and she sat up to look at him.

"About what?"

"About us. About where we're headed."

"Is this some sort of philosophical thing?" She asked, looking at him with one eye open and the other closed, her head turned sideways in a cute little gesture.

"No," he said. "But I do need to know where things stand, and I think you should be honest with Scott too."

"What do you mean?"

"You've had sex with both of us several times," Jon said, "and maybe other people do this sort of thing all the time, but I'm not used to the idea of sex with the same person over and over again without some sort of relationship beyond the sex."

"I understand," Marianne said, "but I'm just not sure what I want. You and Scott are both great guys, and - oh my gawd - you're both incredible in bed. But I don't want to have to choose between you. Can't things just stay like they are?"

"I haven't minded until now, really," Jon said. "I talked to Scott the other day, and he kind of feels the same way I do. It's not that we want you to choose between us. We just want to know where you envision this thing going."

"Does it have to go anywhere?"

"Well, I think they outlawed marriage to more than one person a while ago," Jon said.

"I know that," Marianne replied, smiling. "I just don't want to commit to anything right now. Can you understand that?"

"Yeah, I guess," Jon said. "At least you're up front with it when I ask. Jaclyn was never clear about anything, even when she decided to have sex with Scott."

"Yeah," Marianne agreed, "if I was Scott, I'd be pretty pissed about how that whole thing went down."

"No, he doesn't really care, because he knew he could have you, and you're way better than Jaclyn, no matter what she says."

"Speaking of Jaclyn, you better get dressed and go home. She could be back any minute, and Mark might be with her."

Jon got dressed, then gave Marianne a long good night kiss before leaving her dorm room and walking about a mile back to his house.

When he got home, Jon called Scott.

"I asked Marianne where all of this is headed, and she basically said she didn't want to commit to anything right now," Jon told him.

"Hey man," Scott said, "Look at it this way - at least the sex is good."

"Oh yeah," Jon said. "If we can keep this coming, we'll be set for awhile."

"I'm sure you could find something else if you want it."

"I'm not sure I do," Jon said. "I think I'm falling hard for Marianne."

"Don't let me stand in your way," Scott said. "But if she doesn't want anything right now, don't press it."

"I won't. Thanks for the advice buddy. You're always there for me."

"No problem, dude," Scott said. "It seems like we get into the weirdest things together."

"Yeah, the craziest stuff happens all the time around us. Isn't college grand?"

"It sure is!" Scott said.

Scott and Jon would continue to have crazy fun on campus, but neither of them was sure what would happen with Marianne or Jaclyn.

Would Jaclyn and Mark's relationship last, or would she once again be having sex with other people for her own odd reasons?

Could Marianne be the right woman for Scott or Jon? Or would they go through life with nothing left of her but the memories of the good times they once shared?

Only time will tell them what will happen, but if reader response is good, they may find out in a sequel.

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