Making College Free Ch. 4

I had this cutesy idea to do one chapter for each month of school. Turns out it just wasn't going to work for the story that I wanted to tell. It's a good lesson for anyone that wants to be an author. Never let your cute ideas get in the way of telling a good story. So I'm slightly loosening that structural constraint to (hopefully) tell a better story.

First Half of November

Rebeccah’s life had changed in some very real ways as a result of her relationship with Alexis. But there were plenty of mundane aspects that remained unchanged. Like her need to go to class. As she sat in her Women and the Law class, her mind drifted vaguely to the last couple months and, specifically to last week and the Halloween party. Just the thought made her tingle all over. The images. The sounds. The smells. All of it. Rebeccah was dimly aware of her professor droning on when suddenly she was snapped back to attention with a direct question.

“Rebeccah, what was the case that resulted in the changes to gender perception and sexuality that we’ve been discussing?”

Rebeccah wracked her brain before taking a deep breath and thinking back to her studying the night before, “Godiva March et al v. District of Columbia?”

“Do you remember the details?”

“It happened in 2028, right?” she asked, stalling for time. The teacher nodded encouragingly. She remembered the case, her mom had come to DC to observe because she had issues with the participating parties despite her empathy for their particular protest. “The former President’s daughter led a march in DC in support of her brother’s Presidential bid.”

“Sure… but how does that relate to what we’re discussing?”

“It doesn’t, really, I suppose. Just backdrop. Anyways, she rented out a horse for every woman participating and they rode naked to the capital. Ultimately, the Court ruled that the public exposure laws were gender discriminatory because they allowed topless men but not women.”

“But they rode completely nude. Why wasn’t that an issue?”

“I think because the law itself was overly broad, right? And so they struck it down in its entirety. There was a lot of concern about anarchy as a result but before Congress could pass a new law, there were peaceful protests everywhere and Congress realized the popularity of the new status quo and also that it wasn’t really necessary. The world didn’t fall apart because some naked women walked around.”

“Correct… and it probably helped that we had an extended cold spell in 2028 as a result of Climate Reversal so there wasn’t a mass rush to be unclothed. That’s a part that the history books rarely mention but is important context.”

Rebeccah sat up, proud that she knew the details of such an obscure case. She lookd around the room, catching the eye briefly of the one person in the class she knew. This class was one of the few that she shared with one of the guys from the Frat. She liked Adam. Not in any kind of sexual way. He was just a nice, quiet kid that rarely caused any trouble. She couldn’t even remember him taking time with Alexis now that she thought about it.

Of course, that thought made her mind drift once again to the debauchery she’d witnessed on Halloween which caused her to once again zone out for the remainder of class. Fortunately, she wasn’t called on a second time and, when the bell rung, she slunk out of class and practically sprinted to get back to her dorm room and relieve her anxiety.

She was pleasantly surprised when she got there. Spread out on the bed looking delicious as always was her lovely girlfriend Alexis. Alexis’s thin thighs were splayed wide while her dainty fingers danced along her clit, teasing herself. With two fingers she had her smooth pink lips spread while her other hand was resting on her thigh, right next to the words “FUCK TOY” tattooed inches from her slick pussy. “I’ve been waiting for you, lover,” she said in a chirpy, needy voice. “I’ve been edging for 30 minutes just dreaming about you cleaning out my dirty little cunny.”

Rebeccah didn’t need to be asked twice. She practically dove face first into her girlfriend’s pussy, lapping up the mix of juices that were now oozing out of her. “It’s been such a good day,” Alexis sighed as Rebeccah licked and slurped at the gooey present Lexi had brought her. It only took five minutes before the redhead nymphet was gripping Rebeccah’s hair and humping her face aggressively. “OH yeah… fucking tongue my fucking cunt, baby!” she squealed. She came hard, spreading her juices all over Rebeccah’s face as she achieved her release.

“Wow… you’re getting really good at that. I’m starting to think you like cleaning me out, you little slut.”

Rebeccah sat up, her face flushed from a combination of arousal and embarrassment. “Maybe… it just seems so naughty… plus… uhmm…,” she bit her lip and looked away, “I kinda like the taste, I guess.”

“Oh you dirty slut!” Alexis said, slapping her playfully on the thigh. She leaned forward, hands on Rebeccah’s legs as she got inches from her face, “I love it,” she whispered before kissing her gently on the tip of her nose.

Once they caught their breath, the girls headed over to the frat house together. As they rode in the auto-car, they snuggled together and made out at a slower, more sensual pace than their more frantic interaction earlier.

“Ohhh… oh… I have to tell you something awesome that happened?”

“What?” Rebeccah asked.

“My professor asked if I could go shoot some holo-vid B roll for one of the graduate film projects. She said she really likes my eye for detail and the way I frame expansive shots so I would be perfect.”

Rebeccah smiled and gave her girlfriend a happy kiss, “That’s amazing. Awesome Alexis. What a big step for you!”

“Yeah… sucks I had to turn it down,” she said, forcing a smile. “But it’s no biggie. She likes me. There will be other opportunities.”

“What? Turn it down? Why?”

“Frat house obligations… you know… I only get a certain number of days off during the year. Part of the agreement.”

“What? NO! That’s ridiculous. Talk to Jack. He’ll understand,” Rebeccah said, outraged that Alexis was placing the frat’s pervy lusts over an exciting opportunity.

Alexis pushed back, “No… it’s fine, Rebeccah. It’s fine. Not a big deal. I want to save my vacation days to take you to visit my family at Christmas.”

“What? Really?” Rebeccah said, excited.

Alexis nodded enthusiastically, “Yup. Is that… uhmm… okay?”

It was unusual to see Alexis acting shy and uncomfortable. Rebeccah enjoyed it for the couple of seconds it lasted before bailing out her girlfriend and alleviating her discomfort, “Of course it’s fine. More than fine… that’s really exciting.”

“I love you, Becki,” Alexis said, looking vulnerable and open.

“I love you too, Lexi,” she said. Using their pet names for each other always got them both a little hot and suddenly they were making out again, this time with increased fervor. Sadly, the car slid into its spot at the frat before they could sate their renewed lust. “I’m so fucking horny,” Rebeccah said as the two girls practically sprinted to the house. They dashed upstairs, trying to avoid any of the guys that might provide a distraction. Moments after entering the house, they were making out on Alexis’s bed, Rebeccah on top of her girlfriend, pinning her down by the wrists and kissing her. Rebeccah started kissing her way down Alexis’s neck, teasing the swell of her small, pert breasts.

Suddenly, Alexis yelped, “Fuck… Brent!” she said. Rebeccah bolted her head up and looked over. Brent was sitting in the chair in the corner, looking like he was embarrassed to have been caught. “Are you perving on my girlfriend and I?”

“What… no… I mean… I wanted uhmm… some advice, Alexis… and then you guys came in and, uhmm.”

It never ceased to amuse Rebeccah that the biggest guy at the frat house, both in size and and in other areas, was also the shyest. The juxtaposition was somehow both weird and adorable. Like the big dog in the old cartoons her parents had shown her, just bouncing around eager to do what the little dog tells him to do.

Alexis sighed, giving Rebeccah a quick look that seemed to say, “playtime later… I have work to do.” The girls disentangled themselves and Rebeccah grabbed her backpack, pulled out her pad and started working on the outline for a paper she needed to write while she half listened to the other two.

“So there’s a girl at home you like?” Alexis asked.

“Yeah. She’s swell,” he said quietly. Rebeccah chuckled to herself, amused by the big oaf’s archaic language.

“Does she know you like her?”

“She doesn’t know I exist,” he said glumly.

Rebeccah heard some rustling. “There’s no way that’s true, Brent. Trust me. No girl could not notice you,” she said, her voice changing to a husky growl. “You’re big, sweet, strong and polite. You’re what every little corn fed, good girl wants,” she said. Her voice continued, this time just barely above a whisper, “And if she’s not a good girl, then you’ve got something else she wants, baby.” Rebeccah heard the tell tale sign of a zipper coming down. “Oh, my, Brent. Is that because of your girl at home… or is that for me?”

“You… Alexis,” he gasped. Rebeccah couldn’t contain herself, she had to see. She turned herself around just in time to see Alexis lower herself down onto Brent’s massive horse cock. This was the first time watching Alexis take it and it looked like an impossible fit. Like fitting that thing inside her would have to rearrange something internal. The cock looked like it would slide halfway up her chest. And yet…

“OH holy fuck… let me do it, Brent. Let me go slow, okay?”

“Okay, Alexis,” the big man said as he held Alexis’s ass and let her slowly descend onto the thick log.

“OHHHHhhh… yes… yesssssss,” she hissed, “I needed this, baby.” Rebeccah had heard Alexis with the other guys before. She knew when she was overacting. This wasn’t acting. This was real. Rebeccah felt her gut clench. Felt that jealousy well up in her. She watched as Alexis filled herself with something that she could never give her. She hated it. But she felt something else too. Two other emotions. The first one didn’t surprise her. She’d gotten used to it over the last couple months. She’d even learned that it had a name. Compersion.

Rebeccah liked seeing Alexis happy. She liked seeing her girlfriend feel pleasure. Of course, she would rather be the one providing that happiness and pleasure, but it was almost as good just watching.

It was the second emotion that surprised her. She wasn’t just jealous of Brent. She was jealous of Alexis too. She looked to be in a state of ecstasy that Rebeccah had never experienced. Her eyes were rolled back into her head. She was babbling incoherently dirty words. It was like her whole mind and body had been overridden by lust. And as good as sex was with Alexis, if she was honest with herself, she wasn’t sure she’d ever felt that. Her pussy clenched and she was suddenly aware of the emptiness within her. Was she lusting after Brent’s cock?

No… no… that wasn’t it. But suddenly the idea of Alexis behind her, plowing her with a fake cock seemed like something she had to try. And had to try soon.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck,” Alexis was chanting as she now bounced up and down on Brent’s python. Rebeccah watched as the redhead’s pussy lips stretched and gripped at the cock. As if her very core was desperate to retain as much of that shaft as possible. Neither of them lasted long. Alexis started cumming five minutes after they started and then her second orgasm happened only a couple minutes later. After that, it seemed like a long string of orgasms from Alexis, broken only by moments of her catching her breath before she’d begin spasming and screaming again. This continued again for what seemed like hours until finally Alexis looked spent and exhausted. Her hair was plastered to her sweaty face and her body was hanging limp, supported only by Brent’s big, beefy arms. “Do it, Brent. Fill me up. Fill up my tight little cunny, please, baby.” Alexis’s pitiful plea must have been enough to push Brent over the edge and he gave her a mighty thrust, shoving his hips up and causing Alexis to collapse forward as if struck by electricity. Her whole body quaked with a final, massive, soul shattering orgasm. She stayed like that, draped across Brent’s broad, muscled chest as if she lacked the energy or muscle control to even move, feet occasionally twitching involuntarily as she cooed softly. “Thank you so much, baby,” she said, giving him a soft, sensual kiss. “Your little Nebraska girl is gonna be very lucky. I hope she’s not a good girl so you can give her that,” she said.

Brent nodded, “Thanks, Alexis. Sorry to bother you guys, Rebeccah.” Rebeccah liked Brent. He was always so polite.

“It’s no problem, Brent. Glad you got what you needed,” she said.

As soon as the door closed, Alexis collapsed on the bed, “Holy shit that was good!”

Rebeccah crawled over, ready to lick her girlfriend clean. Her mouth was already wet just thinking about it. But she had to ask, “It looked like you enjoyed it a lot. You weren’t faking, were you?”

“With him? No… I can’t even think enough to fake it. It’s so fucking big, Becki… sooooo… fucking… big.” Her voice was far off and dreamy, as if she was reminiscing about a beloved memory from years before rather than the debauched experience over the last hour.

Rebeccah was silent for a moment, hovering over the prone, redhead nymph. “You guys looked hot,” she said softly.

“You liked watching it didn’t you?”

Rebeccah bit her lip and nodded almost imperceptibly. “Do you want him?” Alexis asked. There was a hint of hope in her voice. But also fear. And vulnerability. And yes, lust.

Rebeccah shook her head, “No… I want it to be you doing that to me,” she said. “I want you to fill me up like that, Lexi.”

The redhead grabbed Rebeccah’s head and guided her down, “Let me tell you what I’m going to do to you while you do your job, you naughty little slut,” she said. Rebeccah did as she was told, and enjoyed the narrative that Alexis spun.

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It was a couple days later when Rebeccah was back at the frat house that events really began to snowball. Rebeccah was sitting in the foyer, waiting on Alexis to finish helping out some of the guys. It had become commonplace and Rebeccah found herself wondering how Alexis managed to maintain such good grades with so much of her free time devoted to being the free use slut for an entire fraternity of horned up men.

Suddenly, the large oaken door at the front swung open and Adam walked in, the guy from Rebeccah’s class. “Hey,” she said, politely acknowledging him before returning to her book.

“Hey,” he said, looking around. “Is… uhmm.. Is Alexis around?” he asked, refusing to make eye contact with Rebeccah.

“Why?” she asked, deciding spontaneously to tease him a little, “You need notes from class or something?”

“Uh… no… I just… uhmm,” he said, stammering.

“OHhhh… you need Alexis’s special talents?” she said with a smirk. Three months ago, the mere thought of talking so blatantly about this stuff would have caused her to blush, but here she was now unabashedly tormenting this poor boy and loving it.

“Ughh… yeah… Sorry,” he said quietly.

“Don’t be sorry. You’re a boy. She’s a girl. I get it. You want to fuck her,” she said nonchalantaly.

“It’s just… well… these two girls in my class snuck off to the bathroom right after and started making out. But they went into the wrong bathroom so I caught them… you know…”

“Fucking?” Rebeccah asked, enjoying Adam’s discomfort.

He wiped his face and gripped his hair before admitting, “Yeah… I guess.”

“Did you like watching them, Adam?”

He nodded.

“But now you’re all horny and need some release?”

“Yeah… so I was hoping Alexis could… you know.”

“Well… you’re in luck. She’s right in there helping out four other guys. Just go join them,” she said.

Adam’s eyes went wide in terror. “What? No… I can’t… I don’t uhmm… I don’t like…”

“You don’t like doing it with other guys in the room?” Rebeccah asked, piecing together, “Are you embarrassed or something?”

“I guess… I’m not as… you know,” he said, gesturing with his hands.

“Ohhhhh,” Rebeccah said, a sudden understanding emerging in her mind. He had male adequacy issues. Boys could be so dumb and petty about that. “Well you can wait until they’re finished… but they might be awhile.”

“Yeah… I’ll go take care of myself,” he said glumly. He tossed his bag back over his shoulder and started up the stairs.

Suddenly, Rebeccah got a surprisingly wicked idea. Adam was a nice guy. And she’d probably end up cleaning Alexis later anyways. Maybe she could help Alexis out this one time. “Hey Adam… wait up,” she said and skipped up the steps after him.

“What’s up?” he asked.

“Maybe Alexis isn’t the only one that can help you,” she said.

“What? Who… wait… I thought you were?”

“I’m considering this a one time experiment. You in?”

He nodded, licking his lips as his eyes grazed up and down her body. She smiled, finding the lustful look somehow endearing. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to Alexis’s room before slamming it behind them. “Take off your pants,” she said.

He did, dropping his trousers with a speed that should have made a little mini sonic-boom in the small room. His cock sprang to attention. Rebeccah laughed out loud and it suddenly deflated, a look of shattered defeat on Adam’s face. “Ohh… no… Adam… I was laughing because I thought it was going to be small,” she said as she dropped to her knees, looking at the pleasant specimen in front of her. It was almost textbook average. Certainly not small.

“But the other guys,” he said.

“Half of them have had cosmetic surgery to have them enhanced, you know,” she said. “And half are genetic freaks like Brent.”

“That’s a thing?” he asked.

“It has been for a few years now. It’s expensive and painful though. Only spoiled, inadequate rich kids do it,” she said, parroting back something one of her professors had told the class. “A lot of girls are intimidated by the giant cocks these days. This one is… it’s beautiful,” she said, gazing at the 6 inches of rock hard meat in front of her. “Can I touch it?” she said. It was like words coming from another person.

“Sure,” he said, regaining some confidence.

Rebeccah reached up tentatively, almost as if she was afraid it would bite her. Suddenly, her fingers grazed against the first real cock she’d ever touched. It twitched and she pulled her hand back in surprise. “Ohh,” she said, “was that good?”

Adam looked down, somehow seeing this beautiful girl on her knees in front of him made him feel powerful. Strong. Desired. “Touch it more,” he said imploringly.

She reached back up, grazing the tip again before wrapping her fingers gently around the shaft. Her hand wrapped around it almost perfectly, finger just barely touching her thumb as she felt it pulse in her hand. “It feels so… warm… so alive,” she said, marveling at the throbbing sensation of blood pumping in her fist.

“What… uhm… what are you gonna do?”

“Well… I was just gonna jerk you off,” she said. Her eyes flicked up to him from the floor and she whispered, “But now I’m gonna do this,” she said. She surprised Adam. But even more so, she surprised herself. Her lips reached towards his cock head and pressed against them, giving them a kiss.

“Oh, God,” Adam said.

“You like that?” she asked.

He nodded, not trusting his own voice.

“What about this?” she said, taking the cock into her mouth further. She tried to remember how Alexis had given blowjobs before. She tentatively slid more into her mouth until she felt like it was too much. Then she pulled out and slowly repeated the motion.

“Sooo good,” the man above her said. “Less teeth,” he whispered.

Rebeccah murmured, “Sthtorry,” around the cock in her mouth and opened her jaw further, careful to avoid grazing the sensitive skin with her teeth. She kept doing that, slowly increasing the speed and depth of her strokes. She listened to Adam’s sounds and breathing, trying to gauge what he liked. She couldn’t take more than about half of him but he wasn’t complaining. She got her tongue involved which he liked. And then she tightened her hand around the base of his cock and he started to really get into it.

“Oh yeah… so good… so goooood,” he said.

She controlled the pace, not letting Adam’s animal instincts take over. The image of him thrusting into her mouth with wild abandon flitted through her mind but she knew she wasn’t ready for that. Though she was dimly cognizant of the fact that the image made her pussy gush just a little. “Fuck… I really am becoming a submissive little slut,” she thought to herself. Pushing the idea and image aside, she redoubled her effort, determined to make Adam cum harder than he’d ever cum before. She thrust her mouth forward, managing to take just a little bit more. The musky smell of Adam’s sweaty cock was weirdly intoxicating. She murmured something he couldn’t understand around his cock and swirled her tongue, silently urging him to release his precious cargo into her waiting maw.

“Ohh… yeah… Becki… Becki!” he said. His hand gripped her hair and Rebeccah relaxed her mouth, ready for his cum. She felt it splash into the back of her throat, surprising her.

As she pulled away, sputtering and attempting to swallow the huge load, she heard the door click and a gasp.

It was like time froze as her eyes looked up. There was a second huge blast coming at her face. Alexis was standing in the doorway, mouth agape in surprise. A litany of emotional responses rushed through Rebeccah’s head. Arousal and lust being the two biggest ones. Shame. Love. Embarrassment. Passion. Another spurt of cum landed on her, plastering her face. Adam’s average cock seemed to sport a far above average load size. Rebeccah was dimly aware of Alexis’s voice as she closed her eyes and bathed in the warm shower of spurting cum now enveloping her face.

“Becki… you look so hot you nasty little slut,” Alexis said. Her voice was now next to her, inches from her.

“You like it?” Rebeccah asked.

“Oh yeah, baby,” Alexis said and kissed her messy face. When they broke away, she wiped an eye and was able to carefully squint to see the room. Adam had gone and only Alexis was there now, just staring at her.

Rebeccah gave her a big smile, “I think I thought of a way you could go on your film trip,” she said.