## Archive-name: Fantasy.Foursome

From: muwab@uxa.ecn.bgu.edu (William A. Brien)

Subject: REPOST: Fantasy Foursome

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++ Fantasy_Foursome ++ boris@eskimo.celestial.com Dan Phillips' A Fantasy

We were in Jane's room. She had a single room right next to Sam's (that's Samantha, not Samuel) and it became a hang out for the four of us. Brain was pretending to be asleep on the floor, and Sam was trying to find a ticklish spot with little success. I was sitting behind Jane on her bed, massaging her shoulders and neck. A nice neck, Burried under her long brown hair was a firm little body that delightedly held some curves. She was enjoying the backrub and said as much.
Just then, Sam found a ticklish spot, and Brain sat up, saying Hey now, hey, now... He was from texas. It showed. He patted Sam on her blonde head. She had long silky blonde hair that would put a fur seal to shame. She also posessed a the narrowest waist I've ever seen on a grown woman, all the more amazing set amid her more than generous curves.
"Listen, child," Brain said "You stop that now, you hear?" Him calling her a child was a bit far fetched, he was a Freshman, all of 18 years of age, while Sam was a sixth-year senior at 24. Older than dirt, we teased her, (dirt, we had determined, is only 23).
"Oh, Pooh." Eloquence exemplifyed. Sam was not an air head, but she did nothing to disilusion those willing to believe she was. I knew a bit better, but then I had caught her laughing at jokes that most of the group we ran arrond with, a brainy group, even on a colege campus, did not even realize was supposed to be funny.
The four of us were here while the larger group was scattered by the presance of a meeting in the hall lounge, our usual hang out. It was times like these when slightly less restrained versions of people's personalitys came through.
"Can you believe this, Dan?" Brain asked, "She can't keep her hands off me! OOMPH!"
He was hit by two laughing women. For the honor of our masculin gender, I felt obliged to help him out, sliding off the bed to tickle Jane mercilessly. Tickling Sam was a wasted effort, she was immune to that form of torture.
"Oh, you've asked for it now!" pointed out Jane, "Come here, Sam. I think Dan the Man here needs a lesson."
Apparently, I didn't learn fast enough. Soon I was under attack, with four hands tickling mercilessly. I was by far the most ticklish one there, much to thier delight. Brain, the ingrate, straitened his shirt. I wanted to brain him. (that's where he got the name, not by virtue of his mental prowess, wich was no great thing, but rather a description of a good course of action to take with him, 'Brain the Texan')
Fortunatly, they soon accepted my surrender, Sam gave me an "Oooohh, Poooooooor Dan." I was tempted to try to find a ticklish spot on her, but I knew it would be in vain.
We discussed the matter for a bit, and I soon found Jane putting a finger on my knee, and asking if it tickled. It did. She tried a bit higher, and it didn't tickle. She tried a bit inward. "No," I offered thoughfully, "that dosn't tickle, but it sure does something!"
laughture broke out, and Brain made a face and said "Doooooooohhh" in his best immitation of Homer Simpson. Jane removed her finger quickly.
Much to my delight, that sparked a new topic. Much to my horror, the topic started with Jane teasing me about my ex-girlfriend. (Author's note: see story entitled "Not Again" for scoop on said ex.)
I changed the subject by teasing Brain about a card he recieved in the mail. One with a lipstick kiss on it.
"A gentleman dosn't kiss and tell" he demured. What he ment, of course, was "Not in front of women!" These women, however pried it out of him, and before long, he was lying back with his head on Sam's stomach, telling a tale of a woman who bites.
(Authors note: all this was esentially a true story. now for the fantasy)
I was rubbing Janes shoulders again, and she leaned back against me as Brain told of his exes (wich, as it happened, all live in Texas) Her warm back didn't tickle me, eaither. Sam was playing with Brain's short blonde hair. He ran out of exes, (not exactly a long list) and asked Sam about her love-life. I put my arms arround Jane's firm stomach and listened with my chin on her shoulder.
Sam tole us about the only person who could tickle her. I was skeptical, but Brain decided to try. She told us the story of her romance with Pat, who, she assured us, was indeed male, while Brain tickled her neck without success. Jane folded her arms over mine and patted my hands. Sam continued. Brain had worked his way down to her stomach, just at the top of her purple sweat-pants. half way to one side, Sam broke mid sentance into something I'd never heard from her before, a squeal!
I looked at Sam, who had a look of outrage on her face. I had been busy contemplating Jane's neck and hadn't been paying attention.
Sam Pushed Brain to the floor and loomed over him. "Oh, you are in for it now!" she teased. My adrenalin roared. My heart pounded. My pants needed adjustment. Sam stared down at him, holding him down and lowering herself until her hair hung around his head.
Jane squeezed my arms and leaned back into me. I realized she was breating as hard as I was. I looked again at her neck, and my adreanalin shook me as I lowered my mouth to it, and sucked her little neck like my life depended on it. Jane shuttered and pressed back hard against me. She reached up with one hand and pulled my head, her fingers running through my curls. I heared the smacking of lipps. I would have looke up had my head not been grasped even harder as Jane let off a soft moan. She scooched her butt back to press into my crotch, and my pants were constricting worse than before. I managed to look up to see that Sam was soundly kissing Brain, and that he had one hand on her back and another down the back of her pants. I looked to Jane's face, wich met mine in a fierce kiss. I was shaking, this wasn't something you did in front of people, but then again, they weren't exactly watching. With that in mind, my right hand slid upward, encountering a soft obstruction. This obstruction, I noted, was soft and round and had an outstanding nipple that I could feel through a shirt and a sweatter. I heared a gasp nearby. It sounded like a second thought. The moan that followed indicated there wouldn't be a third.
Jane twisted in my arms, and my hand had to find a new purchace. Fortunatly, it landed on somewhere soft and round. She put one arm over my shoulder, and slid the other down my stomach to the bulge in my jeans. I took my face off hers long enough to see Sam's bra being fumbled with, her shirt being elsewhere. It gave me a wonderful idea.
I let go and placed my hands on her hips. I slid my hands op her sides, taking her clothing with them. My belt came undone, and I kissed between her breasts as I released a clasp behind her.
I heard a masculin "Unnnnngggggg..." that made Jane shiver.
Sucking hard on a nipple, the buttons on my fly were ripped open, and her hand dove into my underwear to grab the shaft of my cock.
"OO!" I grunted. I heard an explosive exhailation. I layed her down along side of the bed and she pulled my pants downto my knees. I kissed her belly button and licked it while I returned the favor. A rythmic brushing sound accompanied by a sieries of moans assaulted my nerves.
My shirt was lifted from my body, and I kissed and slurped my way back to her face. Her legs were hooked around mine and she pulled on my ass, eager to get going. We both shuddered as I slid into a hot wetness.
"AAH!" Jane and I both contributed to the loudest noise sence the talking stopped.
The sound in the room increased, as a steady slapping added to the even faster rythm in the room. The enormity of it all hit me. Here I was, inside a friend where I shouldn't be, and Sam and Brain were going at it right next to us!
Then I relaxed, as I realized that the shock of the thing had saved me from an embarrasingly short ride. I put some mussle into it, and Jane proved to be quite the vocalist. I was glas that this room was between Sam's and the stairs, no neighbor would complain. The thought fled as my mind came back to what I was doing, and I drove even faster into her hot cunt. I cought fire as she spasmed under me, her wiggling leaving me with only one thought, as her tight slickness shivered and my shaft burned. NO! I told myself. But it had to end, and I pulled out to flop on her and shudder while the come rushed out of my dick. I took the opportunity to kiss her neck, and still I heared a frenzy of grunts and moans that quickly intensified until with an "UUGH!" the room quieted.
I looked up. Sam, who had just disengaged, was looking at me and biting her lip. Brain looked over, and Jane said "I can't believe we just did this!" It provoked a nervous chuckle.
Deciding to play it cool, I kissed her and got up. I had a bad reputation to maintain, so every bit the horny gentleman, I sat up and examined the other half of the carnage. Sam looked every bit as amazing without clothes as with. Her great breasts were firm despiter their weight.
I was pleased to note, that although Brain was longer than I, he was not as thick.
I reached over to feel Sam's right breast. She looked a bit shocked, but not unpleased. Jane reached toward Brain, who gave a start, but then sat up and kissed her. Sam giggled, and said "OOoh! Dan!" in her best airhead voice.
Her face turned wicked, and she leaned over and pressed her body against mine. I backed up and kissed her left nipple. It was stiff under my toungue. I put my hands on her tiny waist, and licking her, I slid one hand down through her pubic hair and to her pussy.
I heared giggling and a surprized "Ooh!"
Kissing her, I ran my middle finger along her slit. She moaned and pulled me into her, her breasts pressing hard against my chest and her hand squeezing my dick into reactivation.
I looked over to see Jane, on all fores, licking Brain's cock like a candycane. I had a free hand, so I got my other hand wet, sliding it between her legs from behind. She moaned.
Sam broke away, and pushed me back. She straddled me, and, letting go, impaled herself on me.
"AAHH!!!" she said, and started bouncing up and down, riding me with her wet heat. Brain took the oportunity to grab one of sams breasts and suck it mightily. Jane was sucking him now, taking him into her throat with a motion that broght her back and forth on my fingers. She made little sounds arround his dick that sent shivers through me, much to Sam's delight.
I backed my hand out a bit to get more fingers involved, though Sam's pumping was making my eyes roll through the top of my head.
Brain reliesed Sam, and he floped back on the floor, his stomach twitching, and Jane made a desperate sound. I bucked up against Sam, her tiny waist driving her hot pussy on me, and she grabbed her breasts and squeezed her eyes shut, pumping even harder through her squeel.
I couldn't get out, so I shot into her. Spazming, my hand shot into Jane, making her yelp, and slaming hard down on my quivvering, spurting cock, Sam tossed her head back and called "YES!!!! OH!! Yes!"
Jane grabbed my hand, and rubbed herself with it. Brian had recovered enough to kiss Sam soundly.
My hand, fortunatly, was up to the chalange, and I rubbed her hard and fast. Jane clamped her mouth on Brain's chest and he let out a surprised "Hey!" as she slamed my hand into her a final few times.
She colapsed. Brain lifted her chin and kissed her.
I gave Sam a worried look as she pulled herself off of my empty cock, and I was about to speak when she said "Shh... it's the wrong time of the month compleatly to worry". I felt calm as well as satisfied.

The night didn't end until morning, with the four of us piled up, half asleep on eachother.
With kisses, three of us left to our separate rooms, Brian and I had to be quiet to not wake our roommates.
We never talked about it to anyone, not even eachother. But we understood.

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