Making College Free Ch. 8

Thanks for the continued feedback. I enjoyed writing this chapter a lot. Plenty of "fun" but also some good moments between characters. I particularly liked dangling the chekov's gun last chapter and then yanking it away ;) (that'll make more sense once you read this... and if you know what Chekov's gun is). Anyways, enjoy the wonderful start of January for our two lusty heroines!

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Rebeccah woke up the next morning a hot, sweaty, sticky mess. She looked around, reveling in the decadent sensation of the dark blue satin sheets sliding along her skin. She could feel the dried cum in her hair and on her face. Intellectually, she knew she was a mess, but the thought of it was so erotic that she felt her pussy start to moisten involuntarily.

“Fuck… what is happening to me?” she whispered quietly to herself. Disturbingly, the thoughts of shame and fear she’d been having were drowned out by the tingling excitement she felt at the idea of what she was becoming. She knew there was only one step left in becoming a true slut… and she knew that that step wasn’t long away.

“I hope only good things,” came a voice from the door as Chen walked in, carrying a tray with a glass of orange juice and a covered plate. “I’m sorry… I heard what you said. I hope that wasn’t a private thought.”

Rebeccah started to look away out of reflexive shyness but then turned back and stared Chen in the eyes. If she was going to be a slut, she was going to be a fucking fierce one! “I think we’re past privacy, Chen,” she said. Her soft, seductive voice surprised her. “Did that really come from me?” she thought and a smile crept across her lips.

Chen returned the smile and leaned in to softly kiss her. Rebeccah melted into him and the young proto-lovers savored the sensation, neither caring about things like morning breath or crusty cum in the hair. Rebeccah’s mind raced at how far she’d come. How much she’d done. She still felt like she was homosexual. That she would only ever love a woman. But she was also very aware of the fact that a man could still bring her sexual pleasure… and she could even develop intimate feelings for someone with a cock. “Especially a nice thick cock like Chen’s,” the last thought jumped unbidden to her mind and made her snicker, ending the kiss.

“What?” he said.

Now she really did blush, “Nothing… just thinking about that nice thick cock you’ve got.”

“Yeah?” he asked.

She nodded then, steeling herself, leaned into his ear and whispered, “I can’t stop thinking about how it would feel inside me.”

Chen kissed her as a response, their lust building as they tumbled into the bed. Fingers exploring and legs intertwined, “Do it, Chen. Be my first real cock!” she cried out.

Chen paused, hovering over her, “You’re a virgin?”

“I mean… Alexis has used a strap-on on me… but you’d be my first real man,” she said. Suddenly her seductive voice was gone, replaced without thinking by the demure, submissive voice she so often used to great effect with the guys at the frat.

Chen took a breath and started to say something, then he got a look in his eye. “I think you need to think about that step… and talk to Alexis first.”

“Oh she really wants me to get fucked,” Rebeccah said with certainty.

“By her brother?”

That caused Rebeccah to pause, “I think pretty much by anyone… but…,” she remembered the story of Alexis and her girlfriend… and Alexis’s father. “Maybe you’re right,” she said. Better safe than sorry. She really didn’t want to break Alexis’s heart.

“Tell you what… why don’t you think about it while you eat your breakfast?” he said and pointed to the tray on the nightstand. He pulled the metal cover off the tray revealing three perfect blueberry pancakes next to a carefully arranged fruit bowl and three strips of bacon that must have just come out of the oven as they still had little bubbles simmering on them.

“You cooked this for me?”

Chen laughed, “I wish. No… my Aunt did?”

“Which one?”

Chen gave a crooked smile, “We’re only allowed to call her ‘Aunt’. Dad calls her… other things… but she and him have a complicated history… she still feels like she’s making up for some wrong she committed on Dad. So she gave up having a name.”

Rebeccah looked aghast. Her hardwired feminist beliefs raised the myriad obvious objections. “What the fuck?” she said.

“Nono… it’s fine… it’s not like that. Dad really does love her. And she loves him. It’s just… it’s what works for them. I remember him trying to reassure her when I was younger. But it’s become a big part of who she is now and she just can’t let it go. It was a source of weird conflict between them for a long time, apparently. But now that the kids are all older and she doesn’t need to hide, they’ve found a really good balance. Unconventional… but good,” he said.

Rebeccah took a breath and calmed herself, “Pretty much everything about this family is unconventional, isn’t it?”

Chen smiled as he picked up a can of whip cream, spraying a little circle on the pancakes, “Almost everything…,” he said.

Rebeccah swiped her finger through the white fluff and brought it to her mouth. She swirled her tongue around her finger lewdly as she stared Chen in the eyes.

“You eat your breakfast,” he said as his fingers pressed Rebeccah’s inner thighs. She spread her legs for him as she grabbed the delicious looking plate. “And I’ll make myself otherwise useful,” he said and sprayed some of the whip cream on her pussy.

It wasn’t as cold as she thought it would be but it still startled her and she yelped a little. Before she could say anything else though, Chen’s tongue was licking the whipped cream and, far more importantly, her incredibly wet pussy.

“Fuck,” she groaned.

“Maybe later… Once you talk to my sister,” Chen said before diving back in.

“Fine… but I’m going to be thinking all about… oh god! You’re big… ughhh… fucking… ohhhh… cock,” she said. The last thought interrupted as first one, then two fingers slid into her. Fuck… if his fingers were this good, how good would that cock feel?

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Alexis had a bunch of family commitments to meet over the next day and Rebeccah didn’t get to see much of her. But she did get to hang out at the pool. A pool facing the Gulf of Mexico in the keys. It was like her own private resort. A far cry from the rocky, gloomy beaches of southern Massachussettes. For one, there weren’t a gazillion fishing piers everywhere. Alexis’s family, for all their wealth, didn’t even have a boat. “We keep our mega yacht in Miami,” Alexis’s mother had said when she’d asked about it. She still didn’t know if she was joking.

The family was very open about everything sexual. There was a whole other house on the block where the younger kids were. Apparently, Alexis’s father had lots of them. But that left this house as, essentially, an adults only playground built for decadence. Every room had mirrored ceilings. Every bed had luxurious satin sheets. The house was kept relatively warm, owing to the rampant states of undress that everyone who came seemed to participate in. Rebeccah never saw anyone wear more than a swimsuit while they were there. “I guess Christmas in South Florida you can get away with that?” she’d realized.

She was sitting naked at the pool, eReader in hand as she perused a Psychology Today article about latent heterosexual tendencies in homosexual young adults. It was a particularly salient read given where her mind had been headed the last few days. Was she in that hetero-curious camp that just wanted to go wild and try something different? Or was she responding to certain biological needs? Or was she the third group that the paper identified. The hyper-sexualized submissive. Addicted to the Oxytocin release that came with the feeling of being conquered, was her body yearning for that ultimate surrender? That feeling of giving up even her core sexuality as a man conquered her. Maybe even took away her ability to make that choice for herself.

She shuddered, worried that the answer might be the third one… or even all three.

So wrapped up in her thoughts, she didn’t even notice Olivia walking up to her. The blonde nymphette was wearing a tiny bikini that somehow looked more sexual than Rebeccah’s own nudity. Something about covering up just the most important bits always seemed to make the person look MORE provocative rather than less. Being completely naked was freeing and almost artistic. Being just barely covered was slutty. Rebeccah filed that thought away for later examination as she quickly signed, “Hello, Olivia. Nice bikini.”

The girl put her hand on her hip and looked at Rebeccah, eyes going up and down the nude form of the brunette. “Better than being naked,” she signed back.

“Nothing’s better than being naked,” Rebeccah signed and the two giggled. Olivia took a seat on the chair next to Rebeccah and Rebeccah flashed several more signs, “Can I talk to you about something?”

“Sure,” said Olivia, not bothering to even sign it. Olivia didn’t talk much at all. Like most deaf people, the words didn’t come out quite right. Why would they? They’d never heard other people speak. They were mostly imitating mouth shapes. But, like most deaf people, she’d learned a few short words or phrases for themselves to help in an emergency situation. Olivia was self-conscious about it but she’d gotten comfortable enough with Rebeccah that she had let that tiny wall down.

“It’s about Alexis,” Rebeccah signed. “And her… sexuality.”

“And what she wants YOUR sexuality to be, right?” Olivia replied back, stabbing forcefully into the air as she pointed at Rebeccah.

“Yeah,” Rebeccah said then her hands went back into a flurry, “It’s just… She wants me to be… a… a slut,” she said, spelling the last word because she didn’t know the sign for it.

Olivia laughed, then swiped her right hand against her left fingertips before touching her chin with her thumb and then to her chest. Rebeccah’s brow furrowed as she tried to interpret the rapid gesture before she realized what she was seeing… “Ohh… Easy woman,” she said, repeating the gesture.

Olivia nodded, “Slut,” she said, vocalizing the word as best she could. Rebeccah laughed, the oddity of that particular word being one that Olivia had learned to sign out. Probably says something about the family.

“Yes,” Rebeccah signed. “She wants me to be an easy woman.”

“So? Sounds fun,” Olivia signed back.

Rebeccah paused, forming her thoughts, “It’s just… I’m gay… and I think Alexis wants me to be.. You know… a big cock slut,” Rebeccah signed. Somehow signing the words silently made them less embarrassing to say.

“You knew the sign for ‘big cock’ but not slut?” Olivia signed back. Rebeccah blushed but said nothing. “Maybe you already were a slut?”

“Maybe…” she said.

“Love and lust aren’t the same thing,” Olivia said, “Our whole family has grown up with a lot of both being front and center. There’s a LOT of love in this family. More than most families. But there’s a lot of lust too. And when it overlaps, it’s beautiful. But it doesn’t have as big an overlap as people think.”

“What about jealousy?” Rebeccah said, signing forgotten. Olivia looked puzzled and Rebeccah had to sign it back.

“Alexis won’t get jealous as long as you tell her about things,” Olivia said, “That’s what we learned from our parents. Communication is important.”

A part of Rebeccah’s brain was aware of the irony of the deaf girl instructing her on communication. “Sometimes a blind man has to tell people about beauty,” she thought, remembering a proverb her mother had told her when she was younger.

Rebeccah nodded, “I’ll think about it. Thank you.”

“Trust me. I know my sister,” Olivia signed and the two moved on to other things. Rebeccah, however, couldn’t stop thinking about it. The idea of having the kind of openly, hyper sexualized, free fucking relationship that Alexis wanted was anathema to how she was raised. Would it make them stronger? Or tear them apart? Or change them into something unrecognizable?

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Rebeccah kept putting off the discussion with Alexis. It wasn’t hard to get distracted. Between Chen, the parties, and Alexis’s own hyper-libido, she was able to freely lose herself and allow her inner ‘Becki’ to take over during the trip. When the final day came, they started packing up and getting ready for the trip back to the train station.

“Chen’s going to come with us,” Alexis said.

“To the train station?”

Alexis nodded, “Back to school.”

“Really? Is he transferring?” Rebeccah asked, fear and excitement creeping into her voice.

“No… he said the family got me a surprise and he has to come along to help with it…”

“A surprise? What kind of surprise?”

Alexis shrugged, “I don’t know. He said Daddy paid for it so it couldn’t have been cheap.”

They’d already said their goodbyes to everyone and they were the only ones left in the erotic pleasure palace that they’d called home for two weeks. Suddenly there was a crunching sound outside and their ride was pulling up. “What is that?” Alexis shrieked as she opened the front door. Chen was standing there with a massive cardboard box next to him.

“Careful, it’s heavy,” he said.

Rebeccah craned her head around Alexis and saw the box, emblazoned with the words, “Deluxe Sleep Edge 5000,” in bright pink letters. “No way,” she said.

Alexis jumped at Chen and gave him huge hug, “You guys are the best!” she squealed.

Chen blushed, “It’s only a queen size. You know how cheap Dad can be sometimes.”

“Only a queen,” Alexis said, exaggerated pout on her lips, “I guess that means Daddy wants me to be extra close while I sleep in erotic bliss with my girlfriend.”

Chen rolled his eyes and Rebeccah finally screwed up her courage to ask, “What… uhmm… what is it?”

“Oh my god… only the best and coolest bed they sell. It’s designed to keep you on the edge… you know… of like orgasm… while you sleep.”

“That sounds horrible!” Rebeccah said, “I can’t sleep when I’m on the edge. I have to cum,” she complained. Chen chuckled at her and she blushed in minor embarrassment. She shoved that irrational reaction aside as the intimacy they’d already shared should’ve mooted any embarrassment. “You know what I mean?”

“That’s the thing. It also releases a very faint gas that helps you get to sleep in spite of that. They say you have the most erotic, sexual, insane dreams in your sleep. Some people say you just have one long orgasm all night.”

“Doesn’t sound very restful,” Rebeccah said, folding her arms in skepticism. “And kinda exhausting. Plus wouldn’t you be disturbed by the person thrashing around violently beside you?”

“Yeah… you are a thrasher,” Chen said teasingly, “But I’ve heard exactly how loud little Lexi can be. That should be your real worry.”

“Nope… neither of those things happen. With their patented ‘sleep cycle’ technology, the sleeper is kept still and quiet for a guaranteed good night’s sleep,” Lexi said, “I’ve seen the commercial a couple times.”

“I don’t know… it just seems… too good to be true.”

“They wouldn’t be able to sell them for half a mil if they didn’t work,” Alexis said.

“Half a mil? That’s more than our old house was worth!”

Alexis shrugged. One thing Rebeccah had learned was that you couldn’t talk rationally to her about money. For all of her many wonderful traits, understanding the value of the dollar wasn’t one of them. Rebeccah gave up, hoping to avoid the pointless fight. “Fine… but you’re gonna be the first one to try it, not me.”

“As if I’d give you the first shot at this baby!” Alexis said and Rebeccah’s only reply was to stick out her tongue like a petulant child. Alexis returned the gesture, somehow one upping her in brattiness. They giggled while Chen just watched the exchange, marveling at the luck that his little sister had in finding such a wonderful girl.

They chatted as they drove to the train depot in Miami. Rebeccah was in awe of Alexis’s family. Yes, it was unconventional in the extreme. But she’d always been envious of big families and Alexis had a huge one. Alexis had so many half-siblings, she could barely keep track of them. “Well, there’s Olivia and I,” she’d said, “And Chen has two little sisters and a little brother,” she said counting with her fingers. “And then Daddy has… uhmm… eight other wives?”

“Seven,” corrected Chen, “He never married Auntie, remember?”

“Oh… sure. I always forget,”So that’s like… three with two, one with one, two with three and the new one with none,” she said.

“She’s pregnant now?”

“Really? OOooh… Daddy knocking up girls still. What a stud,” she said, teasing Chen for some reason. Rebeccah just watched in silence as the two siblings bantered. “So that’s 17 to answer your question, babe.”

Chen coughed, “You forgot one with Aunt. Ohhh… and two with mom’s sister… oh… and one with our other Aunt?”

Alexis furrowed her brow? “Which one?”

“The blonde? I can’t remember her name…,” Chen said with a laugh.

“Okay… fine… so like 21 then maybe. We can’t keep track!” Alexis said throwing her hands up again.

“Do you want kids?” Rebeccah asked.

“Someday,” came the reply, a sudden serious tone in her voice, “But not anytime soon. Don’t you worry, baby. I’ll have plenty of energy for my little slutty sweetheart.”

Rebeccah flushed red and Chen snorted a laugh. Olivia watched along, picking up enough from the signing they were doing and her lip reading. When Alexis called Rebeccah ‘slutty’ the blonde girl gave Rebeccah a playful punch in the shoulder. It was really, really nice and Rebeccah felt, for the first time in a long time, like part of a family.

Arriving at the train station, Chen muscled the huge box out of the car. Rebeccah stole a glance as his muscles strained against the tight sleeves of his tight, jet black t-shirt. “Did you just lick your lips staring at my brother?” Alexis said, stepping up beside her.

“What? No!” she protested unconvincingly.

Alexis studied her girlfriend and whispered quietly, “You’re going to fuck him, aren’t you?” Her voice was neutral. Impossible to read.

“I think… uhm… I think I want to… yes,” Rebeccah said. Then meekly added, “Is that okay?”

Alexis stared at her for a long time. Way longer than was comfortable. Rebeccah had imagined this conversation fifty times in the last 24 hours. Alexis always responded quickly in her imagination. Sometimes ‘yes’. Sometimes ‘no’... but always quickly.

“I want to watch,” Alexis said simply. “I want to watch the first time you get well and truly fucked by a real man with a real cock.”

Rebeccah smiled, “Of course… I mean… but is it okay? He’s family and all… after everything…,” she trailed off seeing Alexis’s smile.

“Of course it’s okay. You asked me, first. And just so you know, you don’t have to always ask me first. Just… you know…,” she said, looking uncommonly shy and at a lack of words.

“When it’s family?” Rebeccah said.

Alexis shook her head, “When it’s someone I care about.”

“That’s not the same thing?”

Alexis frowned, “I care about more people than just my family.”

“Who?” Rebeccah said, suddenly jealous flaring inside her. The thought of Alexis being truly intimate with Jack or Brent or… well… anyone made her anger spike.

“You, silly.” Alexis beamed up at her.

“Oh… oh…,” Rebeccah said, ashamed of her reaction. Then she said with a smile of her own, “So I only have to tell you about it first if I fuck your family or myself?”

“Or my kids… you know… someday.”

Rebeccah recoiled at the image at first. Because, you know… you hear the word kids and you think underage. But then she thought about Alexis’s someday adult children and fucking them while Alexis watched. The idea was wildly insane, stupid and depraved. And yet her perverted, lust filled mind had a very different reaction than she’d expected.

Alexis read her reactions and simply whispered, “Slut,” as she stepped past and boarded the train. Rebeccah scampered in behind her, the door whooshing shut as she climbed in. The private cabin was identical to the one they’d traveled down in, save for the new addition of a man in the cabin with them. Within just a couple minutes, they were accelerating away from the station. They waved goodbye to Olivia who signed out a rapid, “I love you guys,” as the train sped away. The three of them made little hearts with their hands. Rebeccah and Alexis laughed at Chen’s sentimental gesture.

“Shut up,” he said eloquently in his own defense. That just resulted in more laughter.

“So… what are we going to do to pass the time?” Alexis asked, looking between Chen and Rebeccah.

“Play a game?” Chen asked, reaching into his backpack and procuring a pack of cards.

“God… you are so fucking lame. No… we’re not going to play a game. And you two aren’t going to chicken out. I’m going to make myself cum as many times as I can while I watch my own personal porno, got it?”

“What?” Chen asked in confusion.

“Oh don’t play innocent. You didn’t need to come with us. You could have paid a hundred bucks for a grav courier. You wanted to spend time with my girl. You want into her panties.”

Rebeccah was beet red and silent as her eyes flicked between the two.

“What… no… Lexi, I would never?”

“I know big brother. That’s why I’m making it happen. My little Becki slut wants to ride your cock. And I’m making it happen for her… and for you.”

Rebeccah laughed nervously but looked at Chen and nodded. Her stomach was a tangled mix of emotions but the overriding one, lust, was way up at the top. She saw her own emotions mirrored in Alexis. This was a big step for them. For her. The girls smiled at each other and Rebeccah knew this was something they both wanted. She turned on Chen, suddenly feeling powerful and seductive. Chen’s wide eyes stared at her and his mouth opened and closed as he found himself unable to form any kind of coherent thought, let alone words.

This was the feeling Rebeccah liked. She enjoyed being the submissive little toy of Alexis. That was her truest self that she enjoyed letting Alexis see. With boys though, it completely depended on her mood. She was submissive. She enjoyed that a lot. She already knew she would enjoy it when the guys at the frat simply grabbed her and fucked her. The brief thought sent a tingle down her spine and straight to her pussy. But she also enjoyed being the predator. The seductress. She took three steps, crossing the cabin and stood in front of Chen. “Do you like what you see, Chen?”

He nodded, still mesmerized by her effusive sexuality. She smiled and grabbed her shirt at the bottom. She’d only worn a tight tank top today. Something that would be comfortable in the hot Florida sun and easy to remove when the situation arrived. And now it had. She pulled it up, pulling her tits up as she did, teasing Chen by not yet showing them to him. “Do you like my tits, Chen?”

“Yes,” he whispered.

“You want to see them?” she asked, her tone innocent and casual.

“Please,” he said, nodding.

“And what about my pussy? Do you want to see it too?” she asked, cupping her breasts with her right arm while her left flipped the loose white skirt she was wearing, teasing a brief glimpse of her upper thigh. “Maybe you want to… do you want to fuck my pussy, Chen? My tight, virgin pussy?”

Chen nodded again and his hands came up and brushed her thighs. She started to swat them away. To tease him even longer. But the instant his fingers touched her bare flesh the electricity tore through her resolve. She felt her pussy get wet and she knew she didn’t want to wait. She climbed astride him, a leg on either side as he stared up at her. Her lips descended to his, kissing him softly, tenderly. Their tongues snuck out, grazing each other in a gentle, probing gesture. The feeling was exquisitely intimate. Far more than she’d thought would be the case. The analytical part of her mind wondered if it would always be like this. Would she have these strange moments of closeness with everyone she kissed? Would she develop feelings for them? Is this what it was like for Alexis?

The thought of her girlfriend reminded her they weren’t alone. She broke the kiss with Chen, noting briefly the tiniest bit of saliva that connected them for a moment longer as their lips parted. Rebeccah looked over to see Alexis sitting there staring at them. Her fingers were pressed into her shorts and she had a slack jawed look of lust across her face. “Fuck you two are hot,” she said reverently.

“You want me to fuck him, lover?” Rebeccah asked, now taking a turn teasing Alexis. “Does Lexi want Becki to ride her big brother’s big, huge, throbbing cock? Is Lexi gonna clean up my slutty used cunt after he turns me into a real fuck slut?”

Alexis nodded and whispered, “Oh yeah, baby. I’m gonna clean you up then give your little bubble but a hard spanking for being such a dirty little slut. Fucking your girlfriend’s brother? What a cheap skank you are!”

Rebeccah’s eyes closed as she imagined Alexis doing exactly that. Turning her ass red as some sort of perverse punishment for the woman that Alexis had coaxed out of her. The thought made her pussy flow freely down her thighs. She didn’t wait any longer, simply fishing out Chen’s cock from his pants as she practically tore off her own clothes. Chen helped, fumbling open his shirt and pulling his pants off. The cock that stuck straight up between his legs was glorious. It was straight and strong, just like she remembered it. She imagined it sliding into her tight, empty cunt and rolled her eyes at the imagined pleasure. Would it be as good as the technological marvel that Alexis had been using on her? Alexis assured her nothing compared to real dick. She couldn’t imagine how that was possible. Nevertheless, she slid back on top of Chen and positioned his cock at her virginal entrance.

“I’m gonna suck all the cum out of this cock with my cunt, baby. You’re gonna give me every ounce of cum you’ve got. You’re about to fuck the world’s sluttiest virgin. You want that?” she asked. His only response was to grab her roughly by the hips and pull her down onto him. She’d lost control of the moment. Pushed him over the edge. The thought simply made her smile. And then the sensation of being split in two replaced all those thoughts.

“Ohhhhh fuck,” she moaned loudly. Chen flexed his cock inside her, allowing her to get used to the size. Fuck she felt full. Fuller than she’d ever felt before. Something about having a real life cock stretching her out was so much better than the fake one. The veins pleasured her as they slid into her. The curve of the cock brushed up against a spot she didn’t even know she had inside of her. Feeling the warm pulsing hunk of meat inside her made her insides melt. This was what she’d been missing. She loved Alexis. Loved pussy. Loved women. Alexis was, in her opinion, far, far more sexually desirable than Chen was. But something about having this thing inside of her just felt right.

She bounced up and down, the rest of the world forgotten. All that mattered for several minutes was getting this beautiful fuck stick to make her feel as good as was humanly possible. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she chanted to noone in particular.

“That’s it. Fuck her, Chen. Fuck my precious little princess and make her a real slut,” Alexis said. Suddenly she was closer. Suddenly she was kissing Rebeccah. Becki, actually. That’s what she was now. Maybe when she came down from this sexual frenzy she’d be able to think like Rebeccah again. But for right now. For this moment. She was Becki the wannabe frat fuck slut. The three holed whore being trained by her deviant girlfriend.

That thought tripped her into her first orgasm.

Alexis laughed, “Oh you little slut. What kind of a nympho cums the first time she’s fucked?”

Becki smiled, “A really slutty one, lover.”

“Indeed,” Alexis said and resumed strumming her own clit in search of her orgasm.

Becki turned her attention to Chen and said, “That’s it stud. Fuck me. Use me. I came once. I’ll cum again. But right now you focus on getting that fucking magical slab of meat to shoot in me. Fill me up. Make me your litlle whore,” she whispered.

Chen renewed his efforts, thrusting up inside her over and over. True to her words, Becki came over and over again, sweat covering her body as the fucking became more and more physical. Chen shoved her to the ground and spun her around, grabbing her hips and slamming back into her before she could say anything. He started really pounding her and Becki started to see stars. When his hand smacked her ass, she came again, this time spurting all over Chen’s cock.

“Look at you, slut. Squirting your cum all over my brother. What a trashy little fuck toy. Maybe he should fuck your ass next time?”

“Maybe he should fuck me ass right… ughh… fucking… now!” Becki grunted with a sinister smile. Alexis returned it and kissed her. The sight was all too much for Chen. After 15 minutes of fucking, watching his little sister and her girlfriend make out and talk about him fucking her ass was all too much. He roared, shooting his cum inside of Rebeccah’s quivering body as he tried to get every single inch of himself inside the brunette girl.

When he finished, he collapsed back, sitting on the floor as he watched Alexis dive under Rebeccah’s pussy and immediately start sucking all the cum out of her that she could manage. Rebeccah moaned and groaned, whimpering to two more small orgasms as their juices dripped into Alexis’s eager mouth. The thought that his little half-sister was currently drinking his cum made his cock twitch.

Chen managed to fuck Rebeccah three more times before he collapsed from exhaustion. Rebeccah and Alexis cuddled together in the corner, gently stroking each other and whispering sweet nothings while they giggled.

“I can’t believe what I’ve become,” Rebeccah whispered as she kissed Alexis’s neck from behind. Alexis was reclined against Rebeccah, the taller woman’s breasts pressed into her back as her lover’s fingers teased across her skin.

“Are you angry?”

“Why would I be angry?”

“I know it’s not what you intended when you came to college?”

Rebeccah laughed, “To become some frat house fuck slut with a kinky, tatted up, free use girlfriend? No… no that wasn’t on my college to-do list.”

Chen snored and rolled over, causing the girls to snicker quietly. “Was he a good fuck?”

“Oh yeah,” Rebeccah said.

“You think he has another shot in him?”

“He’ll need some inspiration,” Rebeccah said quietly as her lips kissed the side of Alexis’s neck again. She let her fingers tease Alexis’s hard nipples causing the tiny girl to groan in pleasure. “Maybe if he woke up to find his new fuck toy riding a giant strap on… you think he’d like that?”

Alexis moaned softly, enjoying the teasing fingers of Rebeccah. “You… oh my… really have become insatiable… fuck that’s good,” she groaned as Rebeccah’s right hand descended to her pussy and rapidly moved inside her as her left arm held her in place. “So if he wakes up and finds me slamming your… ohhhhhhh… pussy… I guess that means he’s going to… yessssss… take your anal virginity?”

Rebeccah shuddered at the thought. The sheer decadence and taboo nature of the image made her pussy slick with anticipation. Alexis wriggled her tiny little ass back against Rebeccah giving just the slightest bit of stimulation to her clit. “Let’s do it,” she said. Giggling quietly, Alexis rifled through her bag to find the strap on. Rebeccah watched as the plastic phallus that had brought her so much intimate pleasure jutted out from Alexis’s pelvis. Alexis looked at her and smirked, “Is my little Becki slut craving some magic cock?”

“Yesss, mistress Lexi,” Rebeccah said with a smile.

“Are you hoping my big brother comes over here and pounds your virgin ass, Becki slut?”

“Yes, Mistress Lexi,” Rebeccah said as she stroked her gushing pussy. It was amazing to her how quickly she could switch her headspace. Less than sixty seconds ago she’d been teasing her girlfriend and feeling like she was almost in control. Now she was on her knees, staring at the massive plastic cock strapped to the woman she wanted to dominate her in every conceivable way. She really was a submissive slut. Of that, there was no doubt left.

Alexis slid onto the ground and kissed Rebeccah while fingering her, “Your cunt is practically overflowing. You’re such a little whore, Becki,” she whispered. Rebeccah barely heard the words since Alexis’s fingers were busily touching her in all the right ways.

Alexis laid back on the ground and gestured with her hand, “Climb on and fuck yourself you silly little bimbo. I’m gonna relax while you do the work this time.”

“Mmmm… yes, ma’am,” she said and she crawled over, deftly positioned herself over the protruding cock, then dropped down onto it, allowing it to impale her fully. “FUUUUCCCKKk…. I’ve missed that.”

She closed her eyes and started grinding on the technological marvel. Alexis made her own sounds of pleasure but Rebeccah was barely cognizant of them. Instead, she let herself go to the pleasure washing over her as she just let her hips do what they wanted. Her pussy squeezed and clenched involuntarily as her whole body shook with waves of mini-orgasms. God she loved that setting. When Alexis gave her tiny little half second orgasms over and over and over again. It was like being struck by lightning every 15 seconds… but in a good way.

Suddenly, she heard a voice in her ear, “Is it better than my cock?”

Chen was beside her, his cock a couple feet away as he leaned forward. “MMmmmm… different,” she said languidly while continuing the slow assault of her hips on Alexis’s pelvis.

“Well you should suck my cock while I watch,” Chen said.

Rebeccah shook her head and smiled.

“No?” Chen asked in confusion. By way of wordless answer, Rebeccah leaned forward and started kissing Alexis passionately. Chen watched in silence as the two beauties made out before Rebeccah moved her hands back and lewdly spread her ass cheeks.

She broke the kiss with Alexis and said huskily, “I’ve got one virginity left. You take it too, okay?”

Chen wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He rifled through Alexis’s bag of toys and found the lube then stroked his cock with several drops before applying a liberal dose to Rebeccah’s ass. He slid a finger in, eliciting a soft sigh from the brunette that he was eager to sodomize. Chen wasn’t inexperienced with this. Several of his girlfriends had let him try this. He understood about using plenty of lube and going slow. He knelt down behind her and positioned his cock at the tight, unpenetrated tunnel and slowly began feeding his cock in.

Rebeccah’s response could not have been more perfect. She let out a long, low moan that rose in pitch as he fed inch after inch into her. “Oh fuck… oh fuck… ohhhhhhh fuck,” she said. Chen didn’t realize but Alexis was giving Rebeccah repeated pulses of orgasm. Wave after wave of mind breaking pleasure.

Rebeccah looked down at her girlfriend and smiled, “You trying to make me an anal slut, baby?”

“I’m trying to make you an everything slut, Becki,” Alexis said.

“God I love you,” she said and began making out with the diminutive girl beneath her. Their tongues danced with increased passion as Chen began sawing in and out of her tight back door. It felt so different from anything she’d ever done. Having a real cock back there was so much better than a butt plug. Sooooo much better.

Chen was grateful for the multiple orgasms he’d already done. It enabled him to relax and just enjoy the sensations that Rebeccah’s tight ass was delivering to him. And Rebeccah was just done thinking. She couldn’t think. It was all too much. Complete sensory overload. They fucked like that for almost twenty minutes, finding a rhythm that they increased and decreased as it felt right to them. Over and over and over they fucked. Harder and harder Chen slammed into her ass until he was finally really pounding her hard. She didn’t like it soft and gentle. Becki the submissive slut liked it hard and rough. And that’s the only girl that was in her head at the moment.

Finally, Chen managed another big load, shouting again as Alexis turned her own cock all the way up and set Rebeccah off on the most mind blowing orgasm of her life. “FUUUUCCCKKKK,” she screamed. If there’d been dead people nearby, they’d have woken up and covered their ears. Her wail continued on as she the massive orgasm wracked her body. She curled up in the fetal position next to Alexis, shaking and shuddering and whimpering incoherently.

“I think you broke her, sis,” Chen said as he sat back and watched the girl continue to quiver.

“She’s not broken. She’s perfect,” Alexis said, curling up next to Rebeccah and kissing her quietly. “She’s absolutely perfect.”