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Chapter 14
Melisa's dad skulking around must have put the fear of God into
Gerald. I knew the boy had a lively survival instinct, but was
surprised when he and a pack of Tau brothers approached Doris
Alex in the cafeteria the next night.
Doris Alex had been less attentive since the attack. Melisa and
Janet were doing the same in what I figured was female Sibling
solidarity. Michael watched their behavior with some aloofness
and happily sat with me during meals. He took joy in knowing
something they did not. The girls did not sit far away, but chose
to eat with their sorority. The sisters noticed and raised
eyebrows.
Monday and Tuesday helped me quantify how much the Siblings I
knew orbited around me even before I received the Training ring.
You are never alone in an orphanage, a multiple child foster home
or the military; not seeing a Sibling every time I turned around
was disconcerting. I also spent two nights in a row by myself,
which was rapidly becoming a major pet aggravation. The Siblings
were not punishing me for what happened to Doris Alex but I felt
like they were waiting for me to do something about it.
Michael slid his chair back suddenly and pasted an arrogant
smile on his face. He leaned back and crossed his arms. I looked
for what had gotten his attention.
Gerald deserved more credit than I gave him.
He walked up to the table where Doris Alex sat followed by the
three stupid brothers who were in turn corralled by six other
brothers. The three looked defiant, but the brothers behind them
were serious in their intent. I recognized the ones Gerald
recruited to force the three into line. Two were Gerald's
cronies, two were the type to only join a frat for the
networking, and the last two were genuinely likeable young men.
I was confident that at least Gerald and the six would mean
their apologies. The three's would be forced but I was as
confident that at a date of their choosing they would have a
different reasons to be sorry.
Michael was probably the only one not surprised at what was
happening or that it happened so soon. I turned my head to look
at him and his smile could have been sold for smugness. I shook
my head, wondering about his fraternity's source of information.
Gerald pulled a chair up to the table and sat by Doris Alex. He
waited patiently until she finished her conversation with Rachel
and turned to acknowledge him. He whispered to her for a couple
of minutes until she nodded. He stood up and pushed the chair
aside. The brothers behind them shoved the three forward. The
idiots looked like third graders who did not understand what was
wrong with pulling a girl's hair. They said the words but not a
syllable was meant. They did not try to hide that they were being
coerced into it. The six made up for it by sitting down and
talking to Doris Alex for a couple of minutes as a part of their
apology. They seemed sincerely sorry that someone they knew
caused her trouble. They had varying reasons for being sorry but
at least their words had substance, only the two likeable ones
seemed genuinely affected by Doris Alex's ordeal. Gerald sat down
after his brothers left and talked to Doris Alex for almost
fifteen minutes.
The sisters at the table were shocked by what they witnessed.
They looked back and forth from each other to the frat boys as
the show progressed.
Finally, Gerald stood up, pushed the chair aside again and
looked at me. There were audible gasps from the sisters when I
nodded at him. He turned around and walked away. I was the only
one who noticed his start of fear when he opened the exit doors
and came face to face with Melisa's dad.
Rachel was the first to break away from the table. She carried
her tray over and sat down beside me.
"Don't you dare, bitch!" one of the other sisters yelled,
afraid that she would miss out on any juicy details. I was
surprised a second time when the Siblings did not join us.
"So what did you to do them?" Rachel asked when her sisters
nodded for her to begin.
"To who?" I asked absentmindedly watching Melisa drag Janet to
one of the enclosed exits. A structure surrounded these exit
doors creating a small enclosure. I guess it was meant to the
trap the outside cold when the doors were opened. In this case,
it gave Melisa and Janet the privacy of a sound buffer.
The sisters noticed that I was not paying attention and turned
to see what captured my interest. We watched as Janet and Melisa
got into what could only be described as a massive row.
Janet looked like she was going to start pulling out handfuls
of Melisa's hair any second. Melisa stood her ground and shook
her head anytime Janet closed her mouth to take a breath. They
continued arguing until Doris Alex joined them.
It was an interesting sight: a redhead, a blonde and a dark
brunette.
The redhead looked at the other two for a couple of seconds and
nodded to the blonde. The brunette spoke only to be interrupted
by the upraised hand of the redhead. I thought that was fairly
rude, so did the sisters from the snickers of reaction I heard.
The blonde crossed her arms and smiled in satisfaction at the
gesture. The redhead listened carefully when the blonde began
speaking again. The brunette looked angry, but accepting of a
fundamental change in the situation. The redhead bowed her head
in agreement with the blonde and turned to the brunette. The
blonde turned and walked away. The redhead spoke and the brunette
nodded, albeit reluctantly. Finally, they turned and walked back
to us.
Melisa, Janet and Doris Alex pulled up chairs to sit at my
table. I was sure I had witnessed something significant. The two
Brothers were right; Doris Alex had been in charge but the
apologies shifted rank to Melisa. From the look in Janet's eyes,
Melisa's dad was right. A Sibling wanting rank equaled lost sleep
for a Brother.
"Well, now that whatever that was is over," Rachel said turning
back to me. "Exactly what did you do to the Taus?"
"He set Gerald on fire," Michael responded as I shook my head
to avoid the question.
My head rotated towards him like a turret, but he shrugged it
off. He was wrapped in the security that I was a Brother and he
was a Sibling.
I got up and walked towards the exit. Michael was not done with
his vengeance. He was closer to Doris Alex than any other Sibling
and had taken her attack personally. Neither the sorority nor
Michael's fraternity, which was going to get whatever details
Michael spread to the sisters if they did not know them already,
would let the truth spread far. I did not want to be around to
answer the questions any of them would ask though.
"Okay," I heard Alyssa, one of the more outgoing of the
sisters, say loudly. "What do I have to do to fuck your man?"
I had to stop at that one. I turned around to see Alyssa facing
the three female Siblings. She was speaking to them as a unit.
The three looked at each other and Melisa said something that
broke everyone at the table out into loud laughter. I turned
around and headed out of the cafeteria.
I had done what was needed.
------
I was reading in the library when Alyssa sat down at the table.
"Hey, sweetie," she said with a wicked smile.
She looked like a thousand other coeds on campus; dyed blonde
hair, unnoticeable blue eyes, and a teasing smile. She usually
walked around in sweatpants with the waist rolled down and a
sorority sweatshirt. She had an interestingly female body but her
apparel only hinted at what was interestingly female about it.
She was the sister most likely to be in my classes if Melisa or
Doris Alex were not. Extremely outgoing and loud, she held the
fascination for me that the type has to a quiet male.
"So did you really set Gerald on fire?" she asked curious to
get the details from the source.
I shook my head and put the book I was reading between us. She
reached over and pulled it out of my hands.
"Oh, no!" she said loudly, turning a few heads. "Did you really
set him on fire?"
"No," I said nodding towards my book.
She put it down carefully and looked at me.
"He didn't actually burn," I said in an infinitely patient
voice.
"Ahh..." she said with her eyes widening and leaning her head
back. "So you would call that a close shave?"
I could not help the chuckle. I opened the book, hoping to stop
the questions.
"You know something, I'm going to regret you," she whispered.
I looked at her seriously.
"You were stuck on Rachel," she said crossing her arms on the
table and putting her chin on them. "Melisa and you are tight so
I guess she was there to pick up the pieces when you gave up on
Rachel. She beat me to the punch."
Women are so incredibly fascinating.
"I didn't know you liked me."
She shrugged and blushed prettily.
"I don't know if I liked you so much as I thought you were a
cutie," she said defensively.
I smiled and she responded with a wide one of her own.
"I wish I had known," I whispered putting my arms on the table
and leaning on them so I was in the same position she was.
"I don't do one night stands," she said.
I had a handful in college before the Brotherhood approached
me. A couple had been with sorority sisters in the middle of bad
breakups. Gerald was not the first frat boy to meet Jason's
protégé.
"We could have stood for a few months," I assured her.
She laughed softly.
"Just a few months?" she asked me.
"You only think I'm cute," I said with a wicked smile of my
own. "That only lasts until a cuter guy comes along. Gorgeous,
now that's good for a couple of years."
"I don't know," she responded. "If a man that can keep two
women happy is kissing up on me, it would take a REALLY cute guy
to turn my head."
I chuckled again.
"You are sleeping with Doris Alex and Melisa, aren't you?" she
asked.
"You know I don't answer questions, Alyssa," I said. "You've
asked me a hundred in the last two years and I never answered
one."
"You must have a HUGE cock," she said in an amused voice.
I laughed out loud.
"I'm not answering that question either," I said when I
recovered.
"Tease!"
"Yes," I said before laughing again.
"Everybody in the sorority knows you're with both or what I
think, that they're with you," she said. "We also know that Janet
is seething to be number three. The weird part is that Doris Alex
and Melisa have reputations for being ice queens, even in the
sorority."
I raised an eyebrow.
"You're cute, sweetie, but you ain't THAT cute," she said
propping her chin up on her hand. "I get the feeling Melisa's
always wanted you, but what does Doris Alex see? And why don't
either one of them give a shit that you're doing the other or
that Janet wants as big a piece?"
"You could ask them," I said with a shake of my head.
"I wasn't joking when I asked Melisa what I have to do to be
with you now," she said in a very serious tone of voice.
"What makes you think Melisa decides that?" I asked.
"Cause she put Janet on lockdown," she replied
"Janet said no," I clarified. "It has nothing to do with
Melisa."
"Bullshit!" she exclaimed.
"Okay, Janet said not right now," I corrected.
"That's not no, David," she pointed out.
"Have you ever said 'not right now'?" I asked.
She nodded carefully.
"Was it a no sometimes?"
She nodded again.
I shrugged.
"David, that girl wants you haaaard," she said.
"But not right now," I said. "Which is a no."
She shook her head.
"So what do you have to do to... you know," I whispered.
"Sweetie, I'm sure you'll have a bedside seat if I decide to go
that route," she whispered back in a voice that crawled in
tingles up my spine.
"What about a kiss?" I asked suddenly.
"Just a kiss wasn't negotiated," she said brightly.
Her eyes were lightening from a plain blue to something deeper.
I could almost see her soul.
"So I get to decide," I said.
"Why would Melisa let you decide? You're a man. Two girls at
home and you're trying to kiss a third," she asked.
"Maybe if I kiss you, I'm more likely to need that bedside
seat," I said, biting my lower lip.
She got up and moved so that there was only the corner of the
table between us.
"So can I?" I asked staring at her lips.
"Can you what?" she asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Kiss you," I replied.
"You have two of the best looking girls on campus waiting for
you to get back to them, and you want to kiss me," she said in an
almost question.
"I want to know what I missed," I told her.
"So you're a sadist," she said with a sexy smile.
"No, I want to know what I missed."
"Don't give up on that bedside seat so easily. College is a
time for sexual experimentation, right?" she said licking her
lips.
I watched her tongue.
"You strike me as the kind to only talk the talk," I said in
clear challenge.
"What makes you think that?" she asked with a dangerous look in
her eye.
"You haven't answered my question yet," I replied with even
more challenge.
She laughed out loud and looked at me.
"Yes," she said.
I closed my eyes and cursed the timing.
"What?" she asked with a little hurt creeping into her voice.
I nodded without looking towards the door. Rachel had just
walked into our section of the library.
"You won't kiss me in front of her?" Alyssa asked offended.
"I definitely would," I said. "Would you?"
She hesitated.
"No," she said finally. "Even with Doris Alex and Melisa
hanging on your dick, Rachel thinks a part of you belongs to her.
It does, doesn't it?"
"For now," I replied looking at the approaching Rachel.
She smiled as she noticed my automatic attention of her.
"I understand why Melisa will let me have you now. I'd hate
Rachel if you looked at her like that while you were my man.
Melisa doesn't need to care about her like I did all that time,"
Alyssa said turning to look at Rachel.
"Why?" I asked.
"The part of you that Melisa has, that Doris Alex has, that
Janet wants... it's not just for now."
"No," I said turning to look at her. "I'll die theirs."
------
Like on Sunday, I walked up to my dorm room door to find a
piece of paper taped to it.
COME!!!
I crumpled it off the door and nearly laughed as I walked back
to the elevator. As the quote/unquote dominant, I thought I was
the one that gave the commands.
I wondered if I had who was on top wrong.
------
I opened the door to find Melisa waiting by the stairs in a
white bathrobe. She walked up to me and hugged me hard. She took
my hand and guided me to the downstairs bathroom. I noticed it
looked unused from the last time I was in it; the Siblings
avoided using it once it was marked mine.
Melisa turned around and without saying a word pushed the light
summer jacket off my shoulders. I looked around since the door
was still open but shrugged as she worked on my shirt. She was
businesslike in stripping me.
I stood naked in front of her with a dick extra hard from the
two nights without a Sibling's company. She untied her robe's
belt while looking at me with her summer morning green eyes. The
robe fell elegantly to the floor and she reached out to take my
dick in her grasp. She pulled me into the tub and reached behind
her to turn on the showerhead.
Melisa quickly had me squeaky clean.
It was not romantic or sexy, except for the fact that I was wet
and naked with a likewise naked and wet Melisa. She used a
washrag to viciously attack any dirt that might exist on my body.
She pushed me under the shower stream and used her hands to aid
the soap on its way off my body. She turned me around in a full
360 to make sure there was no soap residue left before letting me
out of the tub. She patted the water off me with a large white
towel.
The cleaning had been somewhat invasive so my hardon
semi-deflated until the sight of Melisa on her knees patting my
thighs dry came into proper focus. I returned to hardness nearly
instantly and she smiled, knowing what caused it.
She left that part of me for last and blew me dry.
It took a torturously long time for the stream of air out of
her mouth to do its work but I enjoyed every second.
She stood up and walked to the door. She turned around and held
out her hand.
"Come!"
I took the steps necessary to take her hand and walked where
she led. My bedroom doors were open and Doris Alex was looking
out the window
wearing a robe similar to the one that Melisa had met me in.
Melisa turned around and closed the doors as she left. I
remembered Doris Alex closing doors behind her on my first night
with Melisa.
I did not know what I was supposed to do so I moved to the foot
of the bed to wait for Doris Alex. She turned slowly to face me
and leaned back against the window.
"I hesitated to take the robe off because the bruises were
ugly, Brother. Not because I didn't want to be naked in front of
you," she said with her chin up proudly.
"Take your..."
Her robe hit the ground as the r rolled out of my mouth.
Choo-choo went my favorite red train.
The bruises were probably unattractive but I could not see
anything past than the willingness in her eyes. The smell of
roses in the room was overpowering. She stalked towards me with
her eyes on my hard cock.
She stood inches in front of me and looked up into my eyes.
"I wanted to say thank you, David," she whispered.
I nodded.
"Get on the bed," she said.
For a second, I thought that I really had to get the whole who
gave orders to whom thing straightened out. Unfortunately, it
just did not seem like a terribly appropriate moment.
I sat on the bed and slid backwards until I could lie back with
my head on the pillow. She walked over to my desk and grabbed a
water bottle. She put it on the bed stand to my right and climbed
on the bed. She straddled my hips and sat down with her pussy
caressing my dick. She reached up to her hair and gathered it in
a ponytail. She tied it with a band from around her wrist.
The entire time her pussy was massaging my dick.
"Did you like watching me that first time in Jeremy's office?"
she asked quietly.
I nodded.
I could not do much else. Her pussy was spread, riding the
underside of my cock between its lips. It took my words away.
"Did you want to be him?"
I nodded vigorously.
"If he knew about tonight, he would want to be you."
I understood exactly how the deer felt with two white suns
bearing down on it, with much more pleasant results in the crash
of course.
Doris Alex... she...
She killed me.
Twice.
The first time was an exquisite victimization that began with
her mouth on mine. I liked the lips on lips part but the motion
to get us there caused her to break the contact below. I pushed
up with my hips but she avoided the touch. She stopped our kiss,
put her hands on my shoulders and pushed down.
"Shhhh, darling," she whispered. "I'm going to take good care
of you. All you have to do is lay back and enjoy it."
I nodded.
I did not seem to have the extra mental processes to do
anything more than nod whenever a response was needed from me. I
guess that pretty much answered the 'who was on top' question, at
least for that night.
She reached for the water bottle and took a sip while looking
down at me. She put the bottle back and lowered her body for
another kiss. She put her hands on either side of my face and
deepened the touch of our lips. She quested with dips and rolls
giving me every side of her tongue to enjoy.
Doris Alex sat up a little and moved upwards. Her hands grabbed
fistfuls of hair in a grip tight enough to sting but she only
needed a second to regain control before the pressure lessened.
She kissed my forehead from left to right.
I have read about having a woman lick you from head to toe.
Saliva all over my face was not the most attractive sounding
proposition. I much preferred Doris Alex's methodology.
My face was kissed by her lips and rubbed with her cheeks. The
rubbing was like a kitten; complete with purrs of pleasure as the
skin on her cheekbone passed delicately over my lips. She nibbled
the hollow under my earlobes and whispered sexy things against my
ears.
She moved down my neck. The licks and things began.
Licks, nibbles, kisses, nips.
She followed the path of veins to my heart.
I hoped she would continue downward but her teeth were on my
arms. I did not know my biceps were sensitive to a touch of
ivory. The kiss on the inside of my wrist was feminine; the
biting of the muscle that joined thumb to palm possessive.
She sucked my fingers.
She beat a hasty return to my neck.
More licks, more nibbles, more kisses, more nips.
I was going crazy.
She went back to rubbing my skin with hers as she moved down to
my chest. She licked my nipples. It had never done anything for
me before; it did now. She bit and sucked down the side of my
body. She bit and licked across me just below the waist. She bit
and sucked up that side of my body.
Her tongue followed the channels on my abs built by exercise
and martial arts. She tried to deepen them like nature did, with
pressure and time well spent. She followed the trail on the
inside of my hips to my legs.
I already knew I was sensitive there, but Doris Alex abused it.
Her teeth woke every nerve ending on my thighs and my cock
flinched at each application of pressure barely on the side of
sharpness.
I was glad, almost, when she moved lower.
She tickled my feet with teeth but we both knew the conclusion
was coming.
Doris Alex did not fuck around.
She knelt between my legs and grabbed my diamond hard shaft. I
had to fight not to come in her hand. She felt it and gave me
time to relearn the edge of control. She smiled at me when she
felt the slightest relaxation.
She lowered her head and took me to the root in one smooth
movement. I did not fall short in that department and was thick,
but I was no match for Doris Alex's gifted mouth.
She surrounded me in wet and warmth. I grabbed fistfuls of
bedding and fought to hold back. I wanted it to last longer than
one swallow. Doris Alex had other plans and the tools to defeat
mine.
She licked my balls.
I was completely in her mouth and somehow she managed to get
her tongue out to tease me. She licked each testicle separately
to drive the point across.
I lost it in a flood down her throat. I groaned as I felt the
second shot escape me. Doris Alex made a sound like a cat mewling
and I looked down. Her eyes met mine and I watched as pleasure
overtook her. I lost focus as she sucked hard on me, drinking the
last of what she could draw.
My head collapsed backwards and I panted deep breaths. She set
me free from her mouth and used her tongue. There was no cum to
lick up but it looked like she was enjoying it anyway.
I lay there for a good fifteen minutes, floating in the
aftermath. Doris Alex sat up and pulled at me. I stood up and
followed behind her. She walked into my bathroom and stood me in
front of the toilet.
I did not see a good reason for her to hold my penis as I took
a piss but she did it anyway. I shrugged thinking that when
Siblings went full service, they went FULL service. She took a
small amount of toilet paper and wiped me off. She led me in
front of the sink and giggled while she splashed my face with
cold water.
Her actions required an appropriate response.
We made it back into the bedroom after a couple of minutes of
making a wet mess of the bathroom. She got on the bed and patted
the spot beside her. I lay down on my stomach and she straddled
my ass. I turned to look at her and she blew me kisses. I crossed
my arms and rested my head on them.
My second death was slow.
Doris Alex was an artist at arousal so she began with light
drags of her nails. It was relaxing; not a scratch, nor the
beginning of tease. She was touching me and enjoying it. A nail
moved down my spine and across the very top of my buttocks. She
used all of them to paint my sides.
I was more sensitive behind than I was up front so it only took
her a few minutes to get the reaction she wanted. I wriggled
beneath her to make room for my expanding cock.
She leaned down and blew on the back of my neck. I gritted my
teeth knowing I was in trouble. Doris Alex bit my neck; she
licked the pain away only to bite me again. She kissed the sides
of my neck and moved in a trail of touches to my shoulders. She
scraped her teeth lightly on my triceps and kissed onwards until
she could rub her cheeks on the backs of my hands. She came back
to nibble on the side of my neck again.
She licked a path down my spine until she got to the middle of
my back. There she split to the left to mark different spots as
her personal territory for the night. She moved right and marked
me again.
I did not know I was THAT sensitive.
Anytime she came close to causing pain, she licked it only to
bite me again. She kissed a line to the small of my back and
spent forever torturing me there. She knew she had struck gold so
she licked, nibbled, kissed, bit, and then she did them in fluid
combinations. I ended up banging my forehead against the bed as
she made me thank every god I ever heard of that Doris Alex was
with me that night.
She made me curse those same divinities when she touched my ass
with her lips. I took great pleasure in touching a woman there;
kissing her hips, biting her asscheeks, palming them, nibbling
her skin, at times even tonguing her rose.
Doris Alex taught me to take great pleasure in having a Sibling
do it to me.
She kissed down my legs and crawled off the bed. I turned over
to look at her. She knelt at the foot of the bed waiting for me.
I moved down and stood in front of her. She looked up at me and
extended her tongue to lick under the crown of my rigid dick.
She took her time.
She licked my dick from root to tip. Her eyes opened and closed
as she learned every inch of my center with her most tactile
sensitive digit.
She opened her mouth and took my head in. She swept it in
circles with her tongue before taking more inside. I wanted it
slow and she took years to seat me totally in her mouth.
I would have maintained control. She had drained me once so I
had it in me to enjoy a long oral session. I made the mistake of
looking around our point of contact though. A spot on the floor
between her legs captivated me.
There were three drops of clear liquid. It had been too long
since our water play for it to be from that. As I watched, a
fourth drop fell from Doris Alex unifying the first three.
I looked at Doris Alex's face. Her eyes were wide open but she
was not there. She was in the skin of her lips, in her tongue on
my cock. She was her mouth as she gave me pleasure.
Doris Alex was my pleasure.
I grabbed handfuls of her hair and she smiled around me. I
fucked her mouth. The first time had been for this. To show me
she could take me so I did not have to think about being careful
not to gag her. Her hands came up to grab my ass. She spurred me
with her nails to let go of control and fuck her hard. It was not
gentle, but I knew she did not want me to be. I took her mouth
over and over, harder than I fucked most women's pussies. Her
nails dug in deeper, not to drive me but in reaction to being the
role she set for herself.
I leaned over her head, feeling my impending demise. Her tongue
went wild as I stroked in and out of her mouth. I thickened and
pulled her head against me. I felt her orgasm through my cock as
I came down her throat. She relaxed and then swallowed, massaging
the head of my dick. I wanted to crawl away knowing she was too
well trained not to finish it right. I tried to pull away slowly
but she pushed me. I fell, sitting on the bed. She tortured me
with her mouth and tongue on my over-sensitized penis. I knew
escape was impossible so I held my breath and pushed my hips
against her. She let me down easily with kisses.
I crawled backwards so that I was completely on the bed and she
followed. She flopped on her back on top of me and took a deep
breath. I felt the energy in her; she needed more even if she did
not ask for it. I opened my legs, forcing hers apart. I slipped
my hand between us and touched her pussylips. They were wet with
excitement. I dipped two fingers inside her and she squeezed down
on me. She moaned when I pulled them out and panted when I put
them against her anal entrance. I was not gentle as I forced them
inside her. She pushed back to get them in faster. She wanted me
inside her. I reached around her waist with my hand and trailed
my fingers down her tummy.
She gasped and tried to close her legs.
"Open your legs, Sibling!" I said forcefully.
She spread them as far as she could. I passed through
well-trimmed pubes until I was touching her clit. She convulsed
at the first touch, fucking my fingers an inch in and out of her
ass. It caused her to convulse again. I applied hard pressure and
rubbed. I stroked my fingers in and out of her ass.
She screamed.
Her orgasm was fast and violent.
I kept rubbing her clit in circles. She screamed again and had
to grab her legs to stay true to the command to open for me. She
arched her back and made guttural noises as I kept on her clit
and her ass, carrying her to the same edge she had pushed me
from.
She convulsed madly as a second orgasm approached. I took mercy
on her and dipped the fingers on her clit lower. I fucked her
pussy and ass at the same time. She grabbed her breasts and
squeezed as the sensation changed. It slowed her ascent but only
to increase the pressure carrying her up.
She reached above her to grab the headboard. She used her grip
there to get leverage to fuck my fingers at the pace she needed.
I held still as she used me to jump off the cliff.
She screamed again as the floodgates released. She could not
follow my instructions anymore and locked her legs, pulling my
fingers out of her pussy. She rotated her ass trying to drain the
last of the pressure through her enormous explosion.
She collapsed on top of me. I thought about taking my fingers
out of her ass but could not think of a good reason that I
should. Eventually, she ended up beside me asleep.
I was drifting in that direction when I heard the door open. I
turned to see Melisa walking in wearing the bathrobe from before.
She sat on the bed and looked at me.
"You should take your fingers out of her ass, baby," she said.
"She doesn't seem to mind," I said in defense of leaving them
in there.
As of matter of fact, my fingers were quite happy where they
were.
She grabbed my wrist with one hand and put her other hand on
Doris Alex's ass. She drew my fingers out. She held my hand up as
she reached into the drawer of the bedside stand and pulled out a
wetnap.
"Just because she likes having them in there as she's falling
asleep, doesn't mean you should leave them there all night," she
lectured as she wiped them clean.
She let go of my hand and tossed the napkin into the trash. I
grabbed her robe and tugged.
"You can't be horny already. She only stopped screaming fifteen
minutes ago," she said surprised.
I tugged on her robe. I was not horny; I wanted the robe off.
She shook her head and took it off. I pulled her into my arms and
kissed her forehead. She snuggled closer to me and yawned.
"What are you doing the next few days?" she asked sleepily.
Thursday and Friday were reading days and Saturday was the
Sorority Formal. I had taken the weekend off from the restaurant
because of the Formal and due to my only difficult exam being on
Monday. I was not going to study until Sunday night regardless of
how much time I had, but I planned to do a lot of the re-reading
for my exams on Wednesday.
"Nothing," I answered.
"Good," she whispered.
I waited for more but it did not come.
"Why?" I asked.
"Doris Alex isn't the only one who wanted to say thank you,"
she said. "Plus the next part of your training is multiple
Siblings."
That sounded pleasant.
"I thought we already started on that," I said remembering the
slap Doris Alex and Melisa gave the frat brothers in my room.
"Oh, that was just Doris Alex and me teasing each other," she
said.
Melisa reached across my body and stroked Doris Alex's ass with
her fingertips. Doris Alex inched closer to me in reaction.
Very pleasant indeed.
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