We spent a while drinking wine and discussing Classic English Literature until the conversation turned to Brandi’s writing.

I asked, “do you write anything other than poetry?”

She looked at me intently for a moment before speaking. “Ahh, well, some stuff, but I’m not sure I want to share it with you.”

“Oh, well, no pressure. I just wondered if you liked to write other stuff. I mean I won’t judge you,” I responded.

“I do like to write other stuff, but a lot of what I write is a little embarrassing.” She blushed a bit.

“Well, you only share what you’re comfortable with.”

She stared at the pictures on the wall and drank a couple of sips before she finally responded. “Oh god, I can’t believe I’m going to tell you this. I… I write erotic tales.” Her face winced as she looked at me.

“Oh, well, what’s embarrassing about that? Do you write like romance or full-on sex?”

“Full-on very descriptive porn level erotica,” she responded. “I write some gay and lesbian stories, a few incest stories, but my favorite is writing about bondage and domination.”

“Can I read some of your stuff?” I asked.

“I’ll have to think about it; I don’t want you to think less of me.”

“All I can say is that I have read a lot of erotica, so nothing would shock me.”

“Well, I have to get going Jay, but this date was... surprising, you can ask me out again if you want,” she said. “Can I use your bathroom before I go?”

“Sure, first door on the right,” I responded.

Brandi was in the bathroom for a minute before I heard her call out to me. “Jay, can you come here?”

I walked to the bathroom door, it was open, but I didn't go in and just asked what she needed, thinking I forgot to replace the toilet paper.

“You can come in; I have a little problem. I have to pee, but… Oh god! This is so embarrassing!”

I walked in, and she was just standing in her dress next to the toilet. “More embarrassing than telling me you write erotica?” I asked.

“Yes, much more,” she responded. “I… I have a pierced clit, and the ring somehow got caught in my panties. I can’t undo the ring, and it hurts if I pull on my panties.”

“Ahhh, well, I’ll see what I can do, do you want me just to cut the panties off?” I asked.

“Preferably not, I’m wearing a fifty-dollar pair from Victoria Secrets.”

She described the ball and ring setup; I acknowledge the procedure and dropped to my knees in front of her. Brandi hesitantly lifted her dress to reveal her red lace and silk panties. Then she shyly lowered the panties to where the ring was caught. I got to work and tried to twist the ball. Brandi gave out a low moan as my fingers were rubbing over her clit.

The problem is the ring and ball were slick. I continued working on the ring for several minutes. I could tell Brandi was trying to stifle her moans, but then I notice moisture running down her leg. 

“Please hurry, Jay, I have to go bad.”

I continued for another moment before she started to shake. “Oh god, Jay, oh god, yes.” Her body shook as she put her arms on my shoulders for support. I patted the ring and my fingers dry with some toilet paper, and felt the ball twist and let go of her panties. I pulled her panties down to her ankles.

Then I reached up and grabbed her hips, and gently pushed her back to sitting on the toilet. Brandi still looked out of it, but she spread her legs wide and let loose a torrent of piss. I would have left after she sat down, but she kept a tight hold on my shoulders.

I was getting the up close and personal view of Brandi peeing, and of her gorgeous pussy. She had a meaty pussy, not near as meaty as Sue’s, but thick full labium. She had her clit hood pierced, and three rings on each labia with another device connected through the labium rings with a little heart lock. She was shaved very smooth, and there were three red roses tattooed on her mound.

The flow of pee finally stopped, and I felt her hands move across my shoulders, up my neck to stay on my cheeks. She brought her lips to mine and kissed me passionately for a moment.

“Jay, thank you for the help. I don’t usually have sex on a first date or even a second date. You’ve kind of already seen behind the curtain and given me an orgasm. Look, I like you, but you’re not the person I’m looking for to start a relationship with.”

“Oh, well I understand Brandi, I like you too. We had a good time, and I’ll always be your friend.”

“Don’t get me wrong, Jay, I want to have sex with you tonight. I just want to make sure you understand this is more like a friends with benefits thing. I just feel like its best we set the right expectations so neither of us gets hurt. I still want us to be good friends, and I think we can have good sex from time to time.”

“You don’t have to have sex with me to keep me as a friend though. You’re pretty quirky at times, but you’re one of my coolest friends.”

“Thank you, I know I’m different. Artistic types like me see the world a little differently. It means the world to me that you understand and still want to be my friend. I still want to have sex, though. That is if you want to have sex with me.”

“I definitely would like to have sex with you, and I understand it’s just for fun and not a relationship.”

“Oh, one more thing, Jay, you probably noticed my chastity piercing. I’m technically still a virgin; I won’t have vaginal intercourse with anyone except my future husband. I’ll have oral or anal sex with you… if that’s okay.”

“How did you come up with the chastity piercing?” I asked. “I never knew something like that existed.”

Brandi stood and stepped out of her panties. “When I got my clit pierced, the girl that did it for me had this device and asked if I was interested. We talked about it for a while, and she convinced me it would keep the low-end date rapist at bay.”

“So it’s like a locked door, it keeps an honest man honest,” I retorted with a smile.

Brandi took my hand and pulled me to the bedroom. We kissed next to the bed, Brandi broke the kiss and shoved me back onto the bed. I watched as she slowly dropped her dress down. She is heavily tattooed and has her nipples and belly button pierced. The tattoo that included her upper stomach and lower boobs is a scene with mermaids and underwater castles. She turned her back to me to reveal a dragon that ran from her upper back down past her ass cheeks.

“Wow, Brandi, those tattoos are impressive, and you’re so beautiful.”

“Thank you, I drew both the big ones myself and had the tattoo artist copy them. Now, Jay, I’m going to trust you to behave and not put anything in my vajayjay.”

With that said, Brandi removed a necklace with a heart pendant and handed it to me. Then hopped up on top of me. I notice there was an opening at the point of the heart.

“Now push the little slide on the back in and down,” said Brandi.

I do as she bade, and a little key popped out the end. “Cool,” Brandi lifted, so I inserted the key in the small lock and twisted open the chastity lock. I slid the lock shank out of the rings and placed the lock on the nightstand. “Isn’t that thing uncomfortable?”

“I can barely feel it most of the time,” she replied.

I put my hands behind her ass and pulled her to my mouth. My tongue darted out and flicked across her clit several times before I sucked the ring and her clit into my mouth. Brandi moaned and pushed herself hard against my mouth. I push my tongue into her opening but feel resistance against my tongue. She shifts forward on my face, and my tongue ends up slipping to her anus.

She moaned loudly as my tongue slipped deeper into her rosy little hole. I figured she liked it, so I started licking and sucking her ass like I had seen Heather do to Rach. Brandi responded with deep guttural moans and started grinding her ass onto my tongue. 

From my vantage point of eating her ass out, I could see her hymen is covering all but a pencil size hole. Brandi’s juices were steadily flowing out the small hole as I tongued her ass. I reached around and pulled on her clit ring, and this sent her into orgasm. The small hymen hole immediately went from a drip to a stream that sprayed my face. Brandi had a taste similar to Sue, but with a bit more tartness that reminded me of cinnamon.

She had lain back during the orgasm, but her ass and pussy were still in my face. I started to lick around her anus again, but this made her squeal and roll off of me.

“Sorry, I’m hypersensitive right now,” she said. “I’ll take care of you now. Have you ever been edged before?”

 “Edged, what’s that?” I asked.

“That’s where I just use my tongue and lips on your penis," she responded. "I have kind of a long tongue, so it makes it good, see.” She stuck her tongue out and flicked it up and down, then touched the end of her nose.

“Go for it, I’ll try anything once,” I said.

Brandi positioned herself so we were face to face as she took my cock in her hands and started stroking it.

“You’ve got a nice penis, I’ve never seen one this big before.”

She started running her tongue along the shaft. Then flicked the edge of the head with the tip of her tongue. I have to say, Brandi’s tongue was impressive, and watching her slipping it around my shaft was better than any porn I had ever watched. I could feel the cum in my nuts expanding as she continued.

Unlike the blow jobs I had received from the girls, the buildup to orgasm was much slower with this. After about fifteen minutes, I was getting close. Brandi started sucking just the head in her mouth while flicking her tongue over the tip every few moments, taking it out with an audible pop each time. Finally, she kissed the sensitive underside and wrapped her tongue almost entirely around the head. Then, she moved her mouth and tongue up and down quickly, sending me over the edge.

“I’m cumming,” I exclaimed.

She quickly took my cock in her mouth as I exploded. I shot six full spurts into her mouth as she looked into my eyes. She slid my cock out of her mouth, tilted her head back, and showed me her cum filled mouth, then quickly closed her mouth and swallowed. 

“That load was insane; I can’t believe how much you came.”

“No, Brandi, that blow job, or edging was insane; it felt amazing.”

“Thanks, I enjoyed doing it to you. You made me feel incredible too. I’d like to stay and offer you more, but I’ve got an early morning class. Let’s do this again… soon, okay?”

Brandi crawled up the bed and planted a deep wet kiss on me. I could taste my cum in her mouth. She broke the kiss, “Mmm, we taste good together. I’m gonna go, but any time you want to just hook-up, text me.” 

Brandi got up and pulled her dress back on, but placed her bra and panties in her purse. She then walked to the nightstand and picked up her key and chastity lock and handed the lock to me.

“Here, put this back on for me?” she asked.

I fed the lock shank back through the rings and clicked the lock closed. “Thanks, Jay, and thanks for being understanding.”

“Don’t think twice about it, Brandi. Your trust means more to me than your vagina.”

I started to get up to get dressed, but Brandi told me to stay put, and just watch her through the window until she got to her building. Brandi left, and I watched her walk across the parking lot to her building. She turned at the door to her building and blew a kiss my way. I thought about taking a shower, but just brushed my teeth and headed to bed.

I had just laid down when I heard the lock to my front door engage. I heard the door open and close, and the lock engaging again. I flipped on my side light just as Connie walked into the bedroom. One look at her and I could tell she was upset and had been crying.

“I’m not feeling good," She sniffed. "Jay, can I sleep with you?” she asked.

“Sure, sweetie, what’s wrong?” Connie had always been the leader and the rock of our group. Seeing her so weak and submissive was disheartening.

Connie pulled off the nightshirt she was wearing, revealing her naked body, then ran and jumped into the bed next to me. She immediately started crying and hugged me tight as she cried into my neck. I just held her and stroked her hair until she stopped crying.

“Now, are you going to tell me why you’re so upset?” I asked.

She sniffed again, “Because I didn’t want you to go out with Brandi.” 

“But,” I exclaimed.

“I know, Jay, it’s stupid. The girls told you to do it, but I didn’t want you to. The girls told me I was too possessive, and it was unfair for us to expect you to just be with us. When you’ve watched us all be sluts for the past two years. Jay, I love you," she snigged, "and I’m afraid you’ll find someone else.”

“Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry, but you don’t have to worry, I’m not going to leave you. I don’t know what I’m doing here, but I do know I’d have to be an idiot to let you slip through my fingers.”

“Honey, I don’t want to tie you down to just me," Connie responded. "I’m not jealous when you’re with Rachel, Sue, or Heather; you can still be with them. I guess I accepted all of us being together from the beginning. It’s just that I wanted to choke Brandi to death before you asked her out today. How was she, by the way?”

“Oh, well, you know Brandi, she’s quirky, but we had a good time. She told me she didn’t see us together beyond friends, but it could be friends with benefits if I wanted.”

“How was she in bed?” asked Connie.

“Now, Connie, you know a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.”

“Jay, honey, I can smell her sex on you, and I’m your best friend so you can and will tell me what I want to know!”

“She was okay," I said, "but she’s still a virgin.”

“BULLSHIT!” exclaimed Connie.

“No, really, I even saw her hymen up close, it only has a pencil size hole. All we did was oral, and she did something called edging that felt pretty good.”

“You didn’t know about edging?” Connie asked.

“No, but my first time was only two weeks ago.”

“I’ll give you an edging session, honey.”

“Sweetie, sex with you was amazing. There is nothing you need to do to make me happy. I could live the rest of my life with only you, and be the happiest man on earth,” I respond.

Connie smiled ear to ear, rolled on top of me, and kissed me deeply for a moment. She broke the kiss and licked her lips. 

“Brandi is kinda spicy tasting, isn’t she,” Connie exclaimed. She hopped from my stomach to the floor and grabbed my hand, pulling me with her. “Come on, honeypie; you need a shower. I’m sleeping with you tonight, and the only stink I want to smell on you is my own.”

Connie pulled me into the bathroom and started the shower. She pulled me into the shower with her and started to bath me. “So did Brandi say anything about all the bite marks Rachel left on you?” Connie asked.

“No, she either didn’t notice or just didn’t ask. The sex was pretty spontaneous. I don’t think she intended to have sex on our first date, it just kinda happened due to circumstances.”

“What circumstances?” asked Connie.

“Just a private moment that I can’t explain further, it’s a trust thing that she would have to tell you about.”

“Anyway, it was dark in here, so Brandi probably didn’t notice. The hickeys you and Rach left on me were definitely visible, and Brandi didn’t seem to notice those, or at least didn’t ask about them.”

“Well, we all know Brandi’s a flake,” said Connie. “I doubt she knows what a hickey is.”

“Oh, trust me, you have no idea,” I said. “Brandi has a dark side none of us knew about before.”

“How so?” asked Connie.

“Connie… sweetie… you’re trying to dig it out of me,” I respond.

Connie smiled “You brought it up… Just give me a hint?”

“Okay, she has tattoos,” I stated.

“You mean she has more than that little rose on her ankle, and the arm tattoos,” she asked.

“Oh yeah.”

“Oh my god, is she a secret tattoo whore?” she asked.

“You’ll have to ask her,” I stated.

Connie and I go back and forth a bit more before she conceded defeat. She dried me off and pulled me back to bed, flipped the sidelight off, and cuddled up next to me. “Jay, honey.” 

“Uh-huh,” I respond.

“Did you mean what you said about not losing me?” asked Connie.

“Most definitely, sweetie,” I respond. “I mean, look at you, you’re sweet, kind, smart… you’re funny, and top that Hot Fudge Sunday off with the big fat cherry, you’re gorgeous. You darling are the whole package.” 

Connie leaned over and kissed me gently. “Thanks, Jay, I needed to hear that right now. And… if you want to date other girls… I won’t stand in your way.”

“Sweetie, I love you, but this is all so new to me. Until two weeks ago, I had resigned myself to living the remainder of my life as a celibate monk or something. I still can’t believe any of this is happening. I keep waiting to wake up from the most beautiful elaborate dream I’ve ever had. I mean, I still can’t believe someone like you or the other girls would want to talk to me, let alone have sex with me.”

“I don’t know why you’re so down on yourself,” Connie responded. “You’re a good-looking guy if…”

“If what sweetie?”

“Honey… you know I love you and will stay with you no matter what…”

“But?” I asked.

“You dress like shit, babe, you buy everything to big, and it makes you look like a… a dweeb,” Connie responded. “Instead of the buff hunk, you are. Before last week, if I’d of had to guess, I would have said you were a hundred twenty pound weakling hiding his skinny little frame under baggy clothes. What are you, like one sixty?”

“One seventy-four,” I respond.

“Honey, if you let me and the girls pick out some outfits for you to wear, half the girls on this campus are going to buzz around you like gnats to a hiker. You don’t have to change for me, Jay, and I’m sure the girls don’t need you to change either. What I’m saying is, you’re a good-looking guy, there’s no reason to hide," She gestured to my body and rubbed my abs, "all this.”

“I’m not hiding.”

“Jay?” she responded questioningly.

“Okay, maybe a little, but when you first met me, I was thin and weak. I only started going to the gym about a year and a half ago hoping…”

“Hoping what?” asked Connie.

“Nothing, I just wanted to look better,” I answered.

“Hoping for what, Jay; come on, out with it?”

“H-hoping one day… that one day, one of you would see me as more, m-more than just a friend.”

Connie hugged me tight, “God, Jay, I’m so sorry if we made you feel you had to change for us.”

“You and the girls have never made me feel bad about myself. You’ve all made me feel like I was important to you, and an equal. I was this way before you met me, so you don’t need to apologize. You, Rach, Sue, Heather; even before we had sex, you all gave me love, affection, and friendship. It’s just that when I looked at all the good-looking guys you all went out with, I thought I needed to look like that before you would consider me boyfriend material.”

“When did you go to the gym?” asked Connie. “We all go together on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and you always had an excuse not to go.”

“I usually go every morning from 5 a.m. till 6:30; I leave at 5:00, jog to the gym, and workout with Max until 6:30, shower, and meet one or all of you at the coffee shop by 7:00.”

“Oh god, not Maximilian Holt?” asked Connie.

“Yeah, that’s him, why?”

“He works out with Heather and Sue a lot. Heather went out with him a year ago. As she puts it, he’s got a great body, buns of steel, a four-inch penis, and no personality beyond gym rat.”

“Aww, Max is okay. He’s not much to talk to, but he’s an excellent personal trainer. When I first started, Max encouraged me, so I paid him to be my trainer. He would call me every morning with a 4:55 wake up call, ‘Hey buddy, you coming to the gym, get a move on, so I can...'" Connie and I said it together. “Pump you Up.” We both laughed.

“Yeah, Max says the same thing to us,” retorted Connie.

“And I can confirm what Heather said,” I said. “I’ve seen him in the shower, definitely a peewee.” 

“You want to have sex?” asked Connie.

“I’m kinda tired, but we can if you want too,” I answered.

“How about this, we wake up early, and I give you your morning workout,” Connie responded.

“Sounds good, sweetie.”

“Oh, and Jay honey, from now on, you're working out with us; no excuses.”

“Okay sweetie, Good night… Love you.”

“Love you too,” Connie responded. We got comfortable in a spoon, and I drape my arm over her side. Connie immediately moved my hand to her breast and clamped my arm under hers. She gave a little sigh, and we both drifted off to sleep.

I awoke at my usual time of 4:50 a.m., but Connie had her body half on top of me with her face buried in my neck. I tried to extricate myself slowly, but as I lifted her hand, she whispered in my ear, “Where do you think you’re going?” 

“Oh, sorry, sweetie, I was trying not to wake you. I was going for my workout,” I responded.

“I told you I’d give you your workout this morning, now go back to sleep for a little bit.”

Connie slid further over on top of me to make her point, nuzzled her face into my neck, and promptly went back to sleep. She slept like that for the next forty minutes while I listened to her rhythmic breathing in my ear. 

At twenty till six, she finally stirred and began kissing my neck. Then, ever so lightly, she began moving her pelvis back and forth on my already hard morning wood. It took about a minute before I felt her juices start to coat my cock. In one swift motion, she moved forward, my cock lifted and aligning with her perfectly. She pushed back and impaled herself, letting out a long deep moan as I slid deep into her warm pussy.

Connie just twisted and moved her hips around as she massaged her clit on my pelvis. I wasn’t getting much stimulation, but by the sounds coming out of her, I knew she was getting close. Her gyrations were slowly increasing, as were the ooh and ahhs as she nibbled on my ear. She had worked herself into a frenzied pace as her orgasm neared. She whispers in my ear, “Oh god babe, your penis is perfect, it feels s, so… so fucking perfect.” The gyrations continued another moment before her body stiffened, and she let out a long low moan as her orgasm peaked. 

She collapsed on top of me for a moment while recovering. I could feel her vaginal walls squeezing and releasing my cock for a couple of minutes before it stopped. All the while, her warm juices flowed across my abdomen. 

“It’s your turn,” said Connie, “roll us over.” I pulled her in tight and rolled her to the bottom.

“Time for that workout I promised you, push up position, babe.”

“Yes, mam,” I responded. 

“Now, babe, we have rules for this workout,” said Connie. “Rule one, you are to fuck the shit out of me, hard and fast. Rule two, your cock is not to leave my pussy until I say so. Rule three, you can only touch me with your cock or your lips. Rule four, if all else fails, refer to rule one. Got it?”

“Uh-huh,” I responded and began sliding in and out while I planked above her.

“Faster,” screamed Connie as she slapped my ass.

I started pumping her hard and fast, and she moaned loudly as my cock constantly pushed her cervix in. I kept the pace up for about five minutes before my arms begin shaking, and I slowly start sinking. 

“Get back up there, buster,” Connie screamed. 

I pushed myself up again and continue for another couple of minutes before my arms collapse.

“That was pretty good, babe, you planked for over eight minutes, but you’re not done. I need to feel your hot cum exploding in me. Remember rule four. If all else fails, refer to rule one. Which was?”

“Fuck the shit out of you,” I responded.

I started pounding her hard but kept most of my weight on my knees and elbows. All you could hear was our bodies slapping together, and Connie making a small grunt sound each time I bottomed out. After five minutes, I couldn’t keep the fast and hard going, so I settled into long slow strokes. I would slowly pull almost out, then plunge in as far as I could go. Connie seemed to like this rhythm, as she wrapped her legs around me and started assisting with the downward stroke. Her noises had turned from grunts to long low moans.

“I’m getting close, babe,” said Connie. “Keep doing w… w, w… what you’re doing.”

It was at that point I heard the front door open, “Oh crap,” I exclaimed, “someones here.”

“I’m… right… On… the edge… babe,” replied Connie.” 

“Connie’s not in her room,” I heard Rachel say.

“Didn’t you say you saw Brandi walking towards campus?” I heard Heather say.

“Yeah, like twenty minutes ago,” I heard Rachel say.

“Well, someone is having sex in there, and if it’s not Brandi, and Connie isn’t in her room, I’m giving one guess who in there riding Jay LIKE THE SLUT SHE IS!” I heard Heather exclaim.

Both of us on the edge I pushed in hard, and this time something gave, and I felt myself slip into her cervix. 

“AAAAAaaaaoww, OH MY GOD, OH, Oh, oh,” Connie screamed. But instead of pushing me off, she threw her arms around me and squeezed me in so tight I couldn’t move.

I exploded directly into her cervix, her cervix and pussy both spasm together and milked my cock. My eyes were closed, but I could feel someone watching. I opened my eyes to see Heather, Rachel, and Sue standing next to the bed with looks of awe on their faces.

“Dude!” Exclaimed Heather. “What the hell did you do to her, she looks like she’s having a seizure?”

“It’s a cervical orgasm, I slipped into her cervix just as our orgasms started,” I responded.

“DUDE, you know how bad that has to hurt, pull out!” said Heather.

“I can’t, she’s gripping me so tight with her legs I can’t move, and her cervix is gripping me so tight, I couldn’t pull out even if I wanted to.”

“Has she done this before?” asked Rachel.

“Yeah, she did this when we had sex during the massage,” I said.

“Well, how long did it last that time?” asked Sue.

“It was probably twenty minutes before she could even speak last time, and another five minutes after that before I could finally pull out.”

“Dude, is she like having an orgasm right now?” asked Heather.

“Yes, go look at her pussy, it spasms every ten seconds. It feels like my cock is stuck in a milking machine,” I responded.

“Oh my god!” exclaimed Sue. “Look at this, girls; it looks like her vagina is sucking his cock.”

The girls all went to the bottom of the bed and stared at our coupling. They just stood there watching for several minutes. “It looks like she’s slowing down, Jay,” said Rachel.

“Try massaging her legs, so she’ll relax quicker,” I asked.

Heather and Sue each take a side and began massaging Connie’s legs. Rachel moved to the top of the bed and started rubbing Connie’s arms. After a few minutes, I felt Connie begin to relax and release her grip. Heather and Sue pulled her legs off of me, and Rachel pulled her arms off.

“Can you pull out now, dude?” asked Heather.

I tried to pull out a little, but her cervix is still holding on tight. “Nope,” I said. “Try rubbing her stomach, so she’ll relax her cervix.” 

Heather rubbed Connie’s lower stomach, and Rachel pinched Connie’s cheeks until Connie’s eyes popped open. 

“Hey, Rach,” said Connie. Connie lifted her head a bit to look around “Oh, Hey Sue, hey Heather, Jay and I had sex.”

“Yeah, we can see that,” replied Sue. “Is she drunk?”

“No,” I replied, “she’s on an endorphin and adrenaline high. Think about your most intense orgasm, and then multiply that by five.”

“I want one,” said Sue.

“Yeah, put me down for one too,” said Rachel.

“I didn’t intend on doing this; it’s not safe if you don’t want kids,” I said. “The Japanese Masseurs misunderstood the situation. They thought Connie wanted to get pregnant, so they did a special massage that ‘helped open her up to me’ as they put it. If she has any eggs in there, they’re swimming in my sperm right now.”

“You idiot, why’d you do it then?” asked Rachel.

“Rach, I just told you I didn’t mean to,” I respond. “We were both close, and I heard you guys coming in and tried to finish before you got in the bedroom.”

“Jay, can I have your baby?” asked Connie.

“Well, sweetie, you can if that’s what you want,” I responded.

“Good,” Connie replied, “I’m gonna have Jay’s baby, I’m gonna have Jay’s baby, I’m gonna have Jay’s baby.” She looked at Rachel, “Oh, hey Rach… I’m gonna have Jay’s baby.” She closed her eyes and passed out.

“Wow!” exclaimed Rachel. “I’ve seen her after smoking a whole joint by herself, and not seen her this high. Jay, are you sure she wasn’t drunk or high when she got here?”

“No, she wasn’t,” I responded, “she’s been here since just after Brandi went home at 11:00. We had a lucid conversation for about a half-hour before we went to sleep, and we had a lucid conversation before we started having sex this morning. I’m telling you, it’s just the endorphins.”

About a minute after Connie passed out; her cervix released me. I pulled out, and the girls gasped.

“My god dude, what’s wrong with your cock?” asked Heather.

“Oh, that, yeah... her cervix had me squeezed down to a couple of centimeters. It’s like when you wrap a rubber band around your finger, and your finger turns red.”

“Doesn’t that hurt,” asked Sue.

“A bit at the end it does, but the beginning of the orgasm is incredible,” I responded.

Connie finally opened her eyes and looked around again, “Oh, hey guys, when’d you get here?”

The girls all giggled as Connie has a look of confusion on her face.

“So Cons,” asked Rachel, “when is the baby due?” The girls all giggled again.

“What baby, what are you talking about Rach… Oh crap! The Okini Hichi, we did it again. I have Plan B, though, why are you asking me about having a baby?” The girls all giggled again.

“Well sugar pie,” responded Rachel, “while you were in the throes of passion, Jay was telling us about this Okini Hichi, you piped in and asked Jay…”

“Asked Jay what?” responded Connie.

The girls all giggled again, “You asked Jay if you could have his baby, then after he said you could, you started singing, ‘I’m gonna have Jay’s baby, I’m gonna have Jay’s baby.”

Connie looked utterly mortified and covered her face with her hands. “Jay, I am so sorry, I… I.”

I raised my hand to cut her off, “Connie honey, it’s all good. We already talked about this; we both know where we stand, don’t give it another thought.”

Connie smiled, and the girls giggled some more. “Get moving Cons, you guys have got about fifteen minutes to shower and dress, or we’re going to be late,” said Rachel.

Connie and I headed for the shower, and Connie asked Rachel to grab her blue strip top, a pair of jeans, her blue bra and pantie set, and the black suede boots. We took a quick shower washing each other. Sue stood outside the shower to hand us each a towel. Heather handed us our underwear, and Rachel gave us our jeans. All told, we were walking out the door in fifteen minutes.

We stopped for coffee and split up from there to our classes. We all agreed to meet for lunch at 1:00. Connie and I made our Engineering class right on time, and the rest of the morning was uneventful. I was walking out of the class as Connie spoke to the professor, and one of the guys stopped me. “So how’d your date with the Ice Queen go?”

“Connie, I don’t know why you guys call her the Ice Queen. She’s one of the sweetest, warmest people I know,” I responded.

“Yeah, but there isn’t a crowbar big enough to spread those legs,” the guy said.

“Oh, well, outside of telling you she was one of the best dates I’ve ever been with, I won’t talk about what we did or didn’t do,” I responded.

At that point, Connie walked up and must have overheard the conversation. Connie threw her arms around me and laid a deep tongue filled showy kiss on me and said, “Best sex I’ve ever had boys. Come on, Jay, I could use a quickie before lunch.”

The guys and a couple of girls just stood there with their mouths agape as we walked out arm in arm.

We had an hour before we had to meet the girls at the coffee shop for lunch. So we went to the apartment to freshen up. I had thought Connie was kidding about the quickie, but I opened my door, and she had my pants down and cock in her mouth ten seconds after the door closed.

She had me steel hard in thirty seconds, then stood, dropped her jeans around her ankles, and bent over the kitchen table. She turned and looked at me with lust in her eyes and said, “Well what are you waiting for, stud; an engraved invitation?”

I fingered her for a moment, but she was already dripping wet. I positioned myself and slid in. I fucked her slowly while she fingered her clit. She cums in about three minutes, and I followed a couple of minutes later. We cleaned up in the bathroom and were on our way to the coffee shop. All told, we were in the apartment for ten minutes.

We walked into the coffee shop where Heather and Rachel were waiting. As we sat down, Heather gave Connie a strange look, then looked at me, then back at Connie. “Oh my god,” whispered Heather, “You two just fucked, Rachel, they just fucked, look at them.”

“What?” replied Connie. “What are you talking about?”

“You totally did, you slut, you just fucked him before you got here,” whispered Heather. “Look at her, Rach.”

Connie just kind of looked around the room. “Connie… Connie… Look at me, Connie,” asked Rachel.

“What,” said Connie, Connie looked right at Rachel, and Rachel stares at her for a moment. “Yeah, those are freshly fucked eyes, alright,” responded Rachel.

“Oh, so what? I was horny, and Jay was ready,” retorted Connie. “It was just a ten-minute quickie.”

“Just don’t try and hide it, Cons,” said Rachel, “first and foremost we’re Best Friends Forever; I stress the word Forever. We’ve always been honest with one another, let's not change that over something as petty as an afternoon quickie, Okay!”

“Okay, I’m sorry,” said Connie.

“Jay, you good baby?” asked Rachel.

“I’m great, still waiting to wake up from this dream,” I responded.

“Not a dream, babe, you really have four hot girlfriends giving you unlimited sex,” said Rachel.

“So, where’s Sue?” asked Connie.

“She texted me she got held up and would be here by 1:30,” said Heather. “I already ordered.”

“I need to confirm, can everyone come home with me for Thanksgiving,” I asked.

“I’ll come,” said Connie. 

“So will I,” said Rachel.

“Sue and I are making arrangements still, but I’m pretty sure we are both a yes,” said Heather.

“Okay, I have to call Mom's assistant and let her know,” I responded. I took out my phone and called Mrs. Graves and let her know four friends were coming with me for Thanksgiving. She asked a few questions about my guests and hung up.

“So Mrs. Graves said all good, rooms would be ready, and she’ll make sure there’s plenty of food. My brother isn’t coming home this year. It will be us, mom, dad, and my sister.”

We sat and talked for a while and ate our lunch until Sue arrived. We all decide to have a quiet evening in watching a movie, meeting back at my apartment at 6:00. 

We were getting ready to leave when Brandi walked in. We saw Brandi all the time, that wasn’t a big deal. There were a couple of things notable; Ms. Debbie Downer had a huge smile and was happy, and she ran across the room and jumped in my arms.

“Hi, Jay, how’s your day going?” asked Brandi. 

“Brandi, you’re positively radiant today. What’s going on with you?” asked Rachel.

“Hi guys, I don’t know, I’m just really happy today,” answered Brandi.

“Wouldn’t have anything to do with our boy Jay here, would it?” asked Heather.

“Yeah, it probably does,” answered Brandi. “Jay, I just wanted to tell you what a lovely evening we had. I realized something after I left last night. You are like the first guy in like three years that made me feel like I could be myself. Thank you for that.”

“Brandy honey, I like this happy you, Jay’s going to have to give it to you a little more often,” said Connie.

“Oh, it wasn’t the sex… well, maybe part of it. It’s just Jay made me feel I could be myself, it was like… like I had known him forever, and I didn’t need to hide. He just excepted me, you know.”

“Jay is our BFF Brandi, so yes, we know how you feel. He’s an incredible man and friend,” commented Connie.

“Jay, would you like to come for a walk later,” asked Brandi.

“Ahh, the girls and I already made plans for a pizza and a movie at 6:00,” I replied.

“Oh, well, another time then,” said Brandi.

“Why don’t you join us, Brandi,” asked Connie. There were stunned looks on the other girls' faces.

“I’m not sure I can tonight, I have a paper due Thursday, so I don’t have a lot of time,” replied Brandi.

“We’ll be at Jay’s at 6:00 if you can make it,” said Sue.

“Okay, I’ll think about it, but don’t wait for me if I’m not there,” answered Brandi.

Brandi gave me another kiss and hug, “Thanks again, Jay.” She then hugged the girls, but Heather being Heather had to take it up a notch and pulled Brandi in and kissed her lips. Brandi seemed a little taken aback, but smiled as Heather pulled away. We left Brandi and headed for our afternoon classes.

Rachel and I walked back to her apartment after our writing class got out for movie night. Rach wanted to change into her sweats before going to my place.

“Babe, would you get me an OJ while I rinse off in the shower, ple-e-ese?” asked Rachel.

I got Rachel’s OJ and walked into the bathroom. The door was wide open, and Rachel was standing in front of the shower, adjusting the temperature. “Here’s your juice, Rach.” She walked over and stood naked in front of me.

Looking me up and down while she drank her juice. “Babe, why don’t you hop in the shower with me so that I can wash Connie’s stink off you?”

“I can take one when we get to my place,” I responded.

“Baby, I know you don’t understand subtle, but you’re standing in front of a naked girl, asking you to take a shower with her. What I was alluding to was, 'I’m horny, take your clothes off, get in the shower, and fuck me silly; get it?'”

“Ahh, okay, I think I understand.” I quickly removed my clothes as Rachel watched. She grabbed ahold of my rock hard cock.

“Now see this baby, your cock is rock hard. You don’t have to walk around with a hard-on anymore. From now on, when you’re horny, you just text the chain with - Anyone up for fun. One or more of us will take care of your needs. Now, get your ass in the shower!”

We got in the shower, and Rachel bathed me quickly and rinsed herself off before bending over with her hands on the wall. “Hurry up babe, just fuck me quickly so we can get to your place.”

I slid my cock into her waiting pussy and sank in deep till I felt her cervix. 

“Ow, babe, your cock feels great, but try not to go so deep. I’m still a little sore.”

I pulled back and gently pumped in and out. It took about five minutes until I was ready to cum and I let Rachel know.

“Go ahead, babe, I’m nowhere close.”

“Am I doing something wrong?” I asked.

“No babe, you feel great, I’m still just a little sore from our tryst the other night. Just go ahead and cum inside me.”

I concentrated a moment longer and came inside her pussy. Rachel gave a couple of low moans at the feeling of my warm cum invading her insides.

“I love the feel of your cum shooting inside me, babe,” Rachel said. “That made the sex worth it.”

“Baby, you don’t need to have sex with me if it hurts you, or you don’t feel like it,” I responded.

“Jay honey, I wouldn’t have asked for it if I didn’t want it. Girls aren’t like guys, babe; little things can throw us off and keep us from having an orgasm. It felt good, and your hot sperm is a thrilling sensation. So if a girl doesn’t have an orgasm, don’t take it personally.”

We got dressed and to my apartment before 6:00. Connie and Heather showed up a few minutes later with pizza and beer. Then Sue showed up ten minutes later and seemed to be in a foul mood.