So you like to watch…
1996
Spring semester had just begun, the arctic air cut through me like a knife, chilling me to the bone as I walked across campus. It was my first, and only semester living in the dorms. As my numb fingers turned the key to the upper campus dormitory, I cursed winter.
Fuck, why do I live where it’s so fucking cold.
“Cold enough for you?” a student asked as I walked down the hall. I just smiled.
My dorm room, a rectangle shaped room with a wardrobe, a bed with a shelf above it and a built in desk. One set up running along each side. Not much bigger than a prison cell. At least my roommate wasn’t in much, because two people occupying a 12×8 square foot room is close quarters. With it being cold and dark for most of the spring semester I was happy to spend most of my time with my boyfriend, Scott at his parents house. Warm, spacious and inviting wins over cold, dark and cramped any day of the week.
On a particularly sunny day in early March, I was hanging outside, I just didn’t have it in me to go to class. As I was wandering by the library I noticed and recognize someone from High School. Ann was a keep to herself kinda person that I had been friends with in school, and here she was sitting in front of the library looking lost. So I talked to her, invited her up to my dorm room for the afternoon. Since neither of us were in the mood to attend classes. We talked, caught up on life events and started hanging out together.
Ann and I reestablished our friendship from high school, hanging out and going shopping she helped me pick out a semi formal black dress for my spring choral concert. She was good at that sort of thing and I hated buying clothes. She even got along with Scott, which I appreciated since we were spending so much time together.
Ann had always had long, straight dirty blonde hair that hung to the center of her back. Unlike mine that hung just past my shoulders and was a darker shade of blonde. Ann decided that she wanted a change. So we went to the salon and she became a shoulder length red head. It fit her well, her slim, petite frame and deep blue eyes were re-energized by the new cut and color.
As a snowstorm moved in late one afternoon, Ann, Scott and I decided to hang out in my dorm room till it passed. My roommate had gone out with her friends. So it was just the three of us, armed with some snacks and drinks. We made ourselves comfortable, Scott and I on my bed and Ann across from us on my roommate’s bed. We ate, chatted and listened to music. To make the room not so gloomy my roommate had put up Christmas lights, strung along the shelf above each bed. Which gave the room a warm red and green glow.
It was a little after seven when Scott reached into his backpack and pulled out a bottle of whiskey.
“Yes?” he asked as he held up the bottle displaying it to the room.
“Sure, Ann?”
“Why not, I don’t think we’re going anywhere,” she answered as she looked out the window that was now half covered in snow.
Scott cracked the seal, took a long pull from the bottle and passed it over to Ann. She sniffed it, wrinkled her nose and took a drink. She handed it to me, I took a swallow and handed it back to Scott.
“Smooth,” Ann said.
Scott went over to the window, took another long pull and set the bottle on the desk.
“We’re definitely not going anywhere tonight,”
Scott turned, looking at Ann and I, and grinned.
“Up for some fun?”
“Depends on your definition of fun,” I said.
He picked up my 35mm camera that I use for my black and white photography class.
“How much film do you have?”
“Enough,” I answered, getting up off the bed.
“What do you have in mind?”
“Just a little fun,” he said leaning over and kissing me.
“You, game?” I asked looking over at Ann.
I took the camera from Scott and proceed to take pictures of Ann.
She wasn’t shy and played to the camera. I took about a dozen shoot of her, laying and sitting on the bed. Then she got on her knees, arched her back and pouted her lips.
“Nice,” Scott said.
Ann got off the bed and took the camera from me.
“Your turn,”
I laid on the bed and stretched out.
“Lose the shirt,” Scott said. Ann and I looked at him.
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, it’s just us, all in fun. You develop your own film, so why not,”
I took off my shirt, turned to face the wall, on my knees and took off my bra. I looked back over my shoulders at Ann and she took my picture. I laid down on my side with my arm draped over my bare breasts and she took my picture.
Scott was now standing behind Ann taking off his shirt. He leaned into her and whispered something she nodded in agreement. He laid behind me, moved my arm to my side and kissed my neck. Ann took our picture.
I kept watching Ann’s eyes as Scott unbuttoned, unzipped and removed my jeans. I turned over onto my back, he hooked his thumbs into the sides of my panties and pulled them off. He looked over at Ann, she nodded and kept shooting.
Scott pushed my legs apart and lowered himself down between my thighs kissing my pussy. Then pushing his tongue inside of me and licking. Ann moved closer, now kneeling on the floor next to my head, and looking down my body at Scott. He looked up at her while eating me out, and she took the picture. I closed my eyes and enjoyed Scott’s tongue probing my clit. I could feel myself getting wetter, grinding against his mouth. I opened my eyes and looked up at Ann, she smiled and I felt a rush of adrenaline come over me as I came.
Scott got up, dropped his jeans and boxers.
“Nice,” Ann said, taking another picture.
Scott laid on top of me, he kissed my neck and caressed my breasts, as he slid his cock inside me. He thrusted and I moved my hips up to push against him. I wrapped my legs around his back as he fucked me harder and deeper. He pulled out and moved up to rub his cock in between my breasts. I pushed together my breasts and he slid back and forth in between them till he came covering my tits with his cum.
Ann watched and photographed as Scott and I fucked.
After Scott whispered in my ear.
“Did you like that?”
“Yes, I did,”
“I think Ann deserves something, don’t you?”
“Yes, she does,” I answered while rubbing his cum into my skin.
He kissed me and got up, grabbed the bottle and sat on the bed next to Ann. He took a drink and handed her the bottle.
“So, do you like to participate as much as you like to watch?”
Ann smiled at him and took a drink.
“Maybe, what did you have in mind?”
Scott leaned over and kissed her neck.
“Depends on what you want,” he whispered in her ear.
“I kinda want her,” Ann said nodding towards me.
“Really?” Scott asked moving back from her.
Ann shrugged her shoulders and smiled.
“Can I watch?” Scott asked.
Ann moved closer and kissed him.
“Yes you can, you can even participate,”
Ann stood up and shed her clothes.
“You’re definitely a natural blonde,” Scott commented.
Ann laid next to me and ran her fingers along my side. She bent down and kissed me, gently at first then harder, I could taste her strawberry lip gloss. I parted my lips and felt her tongue slide into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue and she grabbed the back of my neck and kisses me back. Her soft skin pushing up against me, she smelled of vanilla. She caressed my breast, pinching my nipple. She kissed down my neck, over my collarbone to my breast. Taking my nipple into her mouth, she flicked her tongue over and around, then sucking on it.
Ann ran her hand down my stomach to my pussy. She slid her fingers into me, working her fingers back and forth. She moved up to my ear and whispered.
“I want to make you cum,”
I moaned and glance over at Scott. He was laying on my roommate’s bed, stroking his cock watching us.
Ann looked over at Scott and gave him a come here motion with her fingers. Scott came over and sat on the edge of the bed. He leaned over and kissed me, then he kissed Ann.
The three of us laid on the bed, rubbing, caressing and kissing each other. Ann’s fingers working my pussy, her thumb rubbing back and forth on my clit. Scott stroking his cock pushing up against my thigh, while he watched Ann and I making out.
“Cum for me,” Ann said.
I arched my back, pushing against her fingers and came. She removed her fingers from me and slid them into her mouth. Scott reached over and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her fingers to his mouth and licked them off. He got up off the bed and pulled Ann off the bed with him. He handed me the camera that had been set on the shelf above the bed. I took it and sat up. He led Ann over to the other bed and had her get on her hands and knees. He kneeled behind her, sliding his cock up and down her pussy.
“Do you want me to cum in you or on you?” he asked her.
Ann looked over at me and answered.
“In me,”
Scott slid his cock into her tight, slick pussy. I held up the camera and took the picture. He moved quicker, thrusting deeper into her, she let out a moan pushed back against him. I moved closer to them and took another picture. I put the camera down and kneeled in front of Ann, I kissed her while Scott fucked her.
We finished off the bottle of whiskey and passed out.
It was a warm day in April when I developed the three rolls of film we had shoot during the snowstorm. I printed every picture, replaying the night in my mind. By the time I had finished all 72 black and white photos, my panties were damp.
Scott’s parents were out of town for the weekend and we were house sitting while they were gone. I invited Ann to come hangout with us for the weekend. We made a nice dinner and cracked open a bottle of wine. Ann and I were sitting on the couch in the living room, flipping through the photos. I put my hand on her leg and rubbed my thumb back and forth on her jeans. She leaned into me and kissed me. I pushed her onto her back laying on the couch, I unbuttoned her jeans and slid my fingers into her panties. She smiled at me and pulled her jeans down. I kissed her as I slid my fingers into her, rubbing her clit and feeling her warmth.
“Eat me,” she said. I moved down pulling off her jeans and panties. She spread her legs running her hand over her pussy, fingering herself. I lowered myself in between her thighs and licked her pussy. Tasting her sweetness and feeling her grind her pussy against my mouth.
“Starting without me?” Scott was standing next to the couch watching.
I got up and stood in front of him, I kissed him, he licked my lips tasting Ann on me. I ran my hand across his crotch, feeling his hard cock. I unbuttoned, unzipped and pulled his pants down along with his boxers. I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth.
Ann got up off the couch, taking off her clothes and started kissing Scott. He rubbed her breasts and kissed her neck while I sucked his cock.
“Fuck!” he said.
“Who?” I asked. Scott smiled at me taking my hand and Ann’s. He led us into the master bedroom.
He pulled off the comforter and discarded it to the floor.
“Strip and lay on the bed,” he told me. I undressed and laid down, he whispered something to Ann. She got on the bed, spread my legs apart and started eating me out. I watched Scott move behind her, pull her hips up so that she was on her knees. He slid his cock into her pussy and started fucking her, while he watched her eat me out. Feeling her tongue flick over my clit, then slide into my pussy, making me want to cum. I kept watching Scott thrusting in and out of her, feeling him fuck her as she ate me. My breath became shallow and my body shuddered as we came together.
Scott laid next to me, kissing me and rubbing my pussy. Ann got up to go take a shower.
“Fuck me, please,” I asked Scott. He kissed me, moving me onto him.
“You can fuck me,” he said.
I sat up straddling his hips, I took his cock rubbing it along my pussy. Sliding it inside of me, and moving my hips back and forth. I leaned back and ran my fingers down to my pussy, rubbing my clit as I fucked him. I moved quicker as I rubbed my clit faster, he grabbed my hips and thrust against me. My pussy tighten around his cock and I came, collapsing onto his chest. He ran his hand through my hair, gripping the back of my neck and kissed me. He moved me off of him, then he pushed his cock back into me and fucked me. Whispering in my ear.
“It makes me so fucking hard, watching you with her. I love watching her make you cum. But I love fucking you,”
Movie Night
1996
Early into the spring semester Scott and I decided to have a movie night at his parents house. Scott had been moonlighting at a local video store to make a few bucks. Because of this he had compiled a list of movies that he wanted to watch. After grabbing pizza for dinner, we stopped by the video store and he picked out a movie, that I hadn’t seen.
We made ourselves comfortable on the couch in the living room with a blanket and pillows. Scott set dinner out on the coffee table and set up the movie.
“Ready?” he asked as he sat next to me on the couch.
“Sure,” I answered, grabbing a piece of pizza.
He pushed play on the VCR remote. The credits began, Sharon Stone, William Baldwin…in Sliver.
We ate our pizza and watched.
About half way through Scott put my feet in his lap, he pulled off my socks and began rubbing them. He ran his thumb up and down the bottom of my foot, then rubbed the top of my foot up to my ankle. After he had thoroughly rubbed both of my feet I ran my foot along his crotch. The first time I did it he cleared his throat and took a drink of his soda.
I then keep rubbing till he moved my feet off of his lap.
“Really?” he said giving me a look.
“What?”
He switched off the movie, got up and cleared the dinner mess.
He came back over to the couch after holding one hand behind his back, he extended his hand towards me. I took it and he led me to his bedroom.
He pointed to the bed, I went over and laid down. He came over to the bed, unbuttoned, unzipped and slid my jeans off. I sat up and took off my t-shirt leaving me in my bra and panties lying on his bed.
He showed me what he had been holding behind his back, it was a lime popsicle, one of the single ones. He removed the plastic from it and ran it gently over my lips, I parted my lips and he slid it slightly into my mouth. He took it and ran it down my chin, neck, across my collarbone and down to my stomach. He then put it in his mouth while he removed my panties.
I spread my legs for him and he took the popsicle out of his mouth and ran it along my inner thigh. It was so cold. He ran it up and down along my pussy, then he slid the tip of the lime popsicle into me.
“Fuck,”
It was such a strange feeling, cold and smooth. He slid it in further, I arched my back and let him move it back and forth within me.
Then he took it out and put it in my mouth, he lowered himself between my legs and licked my pussy. Pulling me into him as he devoured me.
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