Making College Free Ch. 3

A week after that fateful night, Rebeccah was sitting at a restaurant table contemplating how much her life had changed. When she came to college, she was an avowed Lesbian. The idea of having anything to do with a guy was, if not repulsive, then wholly unappealing. Now she was slurping the cum of strangers out of her girlfriend’s sweet pussy a couple times a day or more.

And what’s worse, just thinking about it made a shudder run straight down her spine to her traitorous vagina. The bell to the door of the restaurant rang and she looked up, briefly torn away from her little daydream. And it was brief, because her girlfriend Alexis had just walked in and, based on the multiple hickies that lined her neck, she’d definitely been fooling around with a guy recently. Alexis walked up, an impish smirk on her face, and gave Rebeccah a kiss. Rebeccah’s eyes went wide as she realized that Alexis’s mouth was full of cum. A LOT of cum. And now she was swapping it with Rebeccah.

Rebeccah squirmed in her seat and opened her mouth wide, accepting the kinky gift as their tongues danced together in the glorious mess within Alexis’s maw. The cum slid down into Rebeccah’s mouth and tasted tangy and distinctly sweet. When she broke the kiss, she licked her lips and wiped the tiny bit that had dribbled out, shocking herself and making Alexis smile, as she licked her finger clean. “What’d you do? Blow Jack and hold it in your mouth the whole drive?”

“No silly. Jack gave me a ride and I blew him in the car… Wait… how’d you know it was Jack?”

“His tastes like strawberries. You never noticed?”

Alexis giggled and playfully slapped Rebeccah’s shoulder, “You’re such a slut, Becki.”

Rebeccah blushed at the thought as well as the nickname. Was she a slut? Did that even bother her?

Alexis continued, “The boys are hosting a big Halloween party. I think they’re gonna keep me busy all night,” she said. She didn’t sound annoyed or bummed out by it. But she didn’t sound super excited about it either.

Rebeccah frowned, “I was hoping you and I would get the night off…”

Alexis laughed and grabbed Rebeccah’s hand. The touch of the diminutive redhead was still electric despite their weeks of intimacy. “To do what?”

Rebeccah blushed again, “I dunno… I mean… isn’t getting all slutted up for Halloween like a right of passage for freshpeople?”

Alexis leaned in close and whispered, “And what were you going to get all slutted up in, babe?”

Rebeccah looked around, “Is a little french maid outfit too cliche?”

“Ahh… I’m scandalized. You tempt my virgin ears with your vile words, Miss Rebeccah,” Alexis said in a passable, if somewhat overexaggerated southern accent.

“Like anything about you is virginal.”

“Does that bum you out?”

“What?”

“That I’m not a virgin.”

Rebeccah thought about it for a moment. Did it bother her? “No… No… I don’t think so. It did at first but really it was more surprising.”

“Surprise? Why?”

“I thought you were a lesbian is all.”

“I am,” Alexis said, stealing a fry off Rebeccah’s plate and sliding it seductively between her lips.

Rebeccah paused for just a moment, distracted by Alexis’s not so subtle teasing. “No… no you’re not. You’re bisexual and homoromantic but you’re not a lesbian.”

“Bisexual and homoromantic, huh?” Alexis said, taking a bite out of the fry and clicking her teeth together. “I like that.”

“Do you like me?” Rebeccah asked, suddenly seeming very vulnerable.

Alexis leaned forward, dropping the fry. She placed both of her hands warmly on Rebeccah’s and stared into her eyes, “I adore you. Sweetie. Why would you even ask that? Is it a thing you worry about?”

“I worry that you are trying to change me,” she said. It felt like a relief to finally say it out loud.

Alexis leaned back, surprised. Now it was her turn to give the words thought. When she spoke, she chose her words carefully, as if she was walking through a verbal mindfield and needed to make no wrong moves, “I don’t want to change you… but I guess I probably have been trying to,” she said. Rebeccah fought the urge to interrupt and just watched silently as Alexis paused, searching for more words. She ran her fingers behind her ear and tucked the hair in before continuing, “I know my… uhmm… lifestyle isn’t exactly normal. I get it. I just never thought I could be with someone normal, you know. I thought that if you weren’t… into it… that you would bail on me.”

Rebeccah nodded. The words made sense. Relationships required a joint sense of sharing. Common bonds and experiences. Especially when it comes to sex. Her women’s sexuality study had talked about how women especially need to have similar sexual interests as their partners. “I think I understand.”

“I’m sorry if you felt like I was changing you, though. I just… I wanted… No… I needed to share this side of me with you.”

“You like it that much, huh?”

“Yesssss… so much. It’s so liberating and fun and sexy and… well…,” she trailed off, seing the look in Rebeccah’s eyes.

“Would you ever be satisfied with just me?”

Alexis looked at her and then said, “Look… Rebeccah, babe. We’re not there yet. I don’t know. I’m a 19 year old college girl enjoying the fun of college. Maybe someday I’ll settle down. Maybe I’ll never be able to stay with one person. Maybe I’ll be happily married to some wonderful girl with big tits who lets me have the occasional cock when I need it,” she said with a smile, eyes flashing down to Rebeccah’s ample chest, “But we’re exploring together and I’m loving exploring together with you, okay?”

Rebeccah nodded. She tried to imagine herself, at home, a little 50s housewife outfit and apron making dinner as her wife walked in the door. And then she imagined her wife coming home, stripping off her clothes and riding the man she brought home while she cooked. Despite every part of her logical brain rejecting the idea, her limbic system had other ideas. Alexis was still talking as she came out of her daydream, “... and that’s why I think I love you.”

Rebeccah shook her head… “Wait… what?”

Alexis laughed and looked away, “I know it’s too early to say that. Hell, if you were a dumb boy you’d have bolted for the door before I finished the word. And I’m not saying I want to marry you and have babies and shit… not yet,” she stopped, realizing how it sounded before pressing on, “But I’m also passed the ‘I love hanging out with you’ bullshit way of saying ‘I love you’. Okay? I’m past that point… not yet at marriage… does that work.”

Rebeccah looked down and smiled. Then she looked up without turning her face upward. She looked at her petite girlfriend through lidded eyes and said, “That works for me… I love you too… no babies. No white picket fence. No 50s housewife though, okay? Not yet.”

Alexis laughed, “50s housewife? Who wants that? What? Are you gonna have my dinner ready for me when I get home, woman?” she said in as deep a voice as she could muster. Rebeccah laughed and the two of them decided that there were less serious things that were more important to talk about.

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As the month dragged on, the two girls spent increasing amounts of time together. That meant Rebeccah became more and more sucked into the kinky life of her girlfriend. She still found Alexis’s sexuality baffling, but the redheaded nymphet was so turned on and aroused by all of it that Rebeccah was increasingly turned on herself. More and more, Rebeccah found herself listening to Alexis getting fucked or even watching her a couple times and then diving onto her girlfriend when they were done and thoroughly licking her clean. It’s funny that as we do things repeatedly, they tend to become more and more normal, however weird they might have initially seemed.

By the time Halloween arrived, Rebeccah and Alexis were both buzzing with excitement. As she’d asked, Alexis had picked out a cute little french maid outfit for Rebeccah. Secretly, Rebeccah hoped it would be a little bit sluttier than it was. As it was, it looked ALMOST decent with a frilly white petticoat that went down to mid thigh and a plunging neck that showed off a fair bit of cleavage but little else. As she stood looking in the full length mirror in Alexis’s room, she asked, “What made you pick this outfit out anyways.”

Alexis’s voice carried out from the bathroom where she was primping and preening in the mirror, “I just thought you’d be doing a lot of cleaning tonight.”

“Wait… really?” Rebeccah frowned. Dusting furniture seemed like the least fun thing anyone could do on Halloween.

“Of course, silly. You’ll be cleaning me out all night,” Alexis said with a laugh. Rebeccah rolled her eyes at the bad joke but smiled in spite of herself. She ran her tongue along her lips, already imagining the copious amounts of cum and cunt juice she had to look forward to. Alexis popped out of the bathroom at the sound of a knocking. She was unashamedly nude as she walked over and opened the heavy wooden door. In walked Brent. He was a real sweetheart and a legend amongst the frat. Rebeccah hadn’t seen it yet but she’d claimed Brent had the “biggest hunk of man meat” she’d ever seen. Rebeccah had laughed at that for a good five minutes and had been asking about “man meat” for weeks now as she teased her little girlfriend.

“Hey, Alexis… I’m feeling really frustrated… maybe you and I could…,” the large man said quietly, almost as if he was embarrassed.

“Brent… I mean… if you insist I obviously have to,” she said, patting the man on the shoulder. “But you know I’ll be sore and all the other boys have such big plans for me… there’s like ten outfits they bought for me... the big pervs,” she said flirtily. She was always like that with the guys. When Rebeccah had first seen it, she’d mistaken it for actual flirtation. But now she saw it for what it was. Friendly joking, teasing and some subtle manipulation. There was some genuine flirting at times… especially with Brent and Jack. That always made Rebeccah’s stomach tie up in jealous knots for a moment. But it also turned her on. When she’d watched Alexis get fucked, she looked so happy. Even with the guys that she knew couldn’t get her off.

“Shit, Alexis… I’m just really horned up,” he said imploringly, snapping Rebeccah’s attention back to the pair.

“How about I give you a nice blowjob and then you can have me tonight after the party’s over, okay?”

“Really, Alexis? That would be swell,” he said. Rebeccah smiled at the man. He was like some kind of stereotypical cornfed Nebraska boy. Something you’d have seen 50 years ago on a football team before they went coed. She found it strangely endearing.

Alexis didn’t even really have to drop down much, that’s how big the height difference was between them. Rebeccah found herself moving to the side to get a better view and what she saw shocked her. She gasped as the huge shaft flopped out and resolved to no longer make fun of Alexis’s use of the phrase “man meat”. It looked like one of those tubes of ground beef you get at the grocery store. It had to be nearly a foot long and huge. How was Alexis going to put her mouth around that thing?

Turns out, she couldn’t. She simply licked and sucked on the head, stretching her mouth to get the first inch or so inside. Rebeccah knew she was capable of deep-throating most of the other guys. She’d watched it several times. But that cock would probably choke her to death if she tried to do that with Brent. Alexis started sucking and licking faster, now using her hands to jack off the cock from both sides. It was so massive, her fingers barely touched as she continued to stroke him and suck him. Rebeccah continued to stare, fascinated, as the man stood there, fighting his urge to fuck the mouth that was teasing and pleasing him. It didn’t take long, eventually his sounds changed and Alexis picked up her pace. She watched the cock twitch and surge just a tiny bit bigger and Alexis clamped her mouth down, sucking the cum out with happy little mewling noises.

“Thanks Alexis. You’re the best,” he said after catching his breath and pulling his pants up.

Alexis walked sexily over to Rebeccah and kissed her, dropping the copious amount of cum into the brunette’s upturned mouth. She gratefully accepted it, enjoying the tingle of pleasure her newfound kink was giving her.

Alexis turned back to Brent who had his hand on the door knob. “Thank you… and don’t you forget. I want that cock for myself tonight… don’t go shoving it into some slut freshman dressed like a slutty cop or something,” she said.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said as he retreated shyly. The two girls giggled.

“That thing is fucking huge! You fuck it?”

“Not often. Brent’s very considerate and knows that it leaves me pretty useless for the other guys.”

Rebeccah looked down, unable to make eye contact, “What… uhmm… what’s it feel like.”

Alexis laughed and jumped onto the bed, straddling Rebeccah with her naked body, “Why? Is my lesbian girlfriend having some heterosexual thoughts?”

“No!” Rebeccah shouted before quieting down, “No… It’s just… well… I look at you… and I saw him… and I don’t know… uhmm… where does it fit, even?”

“Oh Becki… you’ve got so much to learn, sweetie,” she said and gave her girlfriend a sweet kiss before returning to her party preparations.

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It was Rebeccah’s first real college party and she didn't know what to expect. It turns out, it was pretty much just scantily clad people lounging about and getting drunk. It wasn’t the uproarious party she’d envisioned from teen dramas. Certainly nothing like the raunchy party vids she’d grown up watching from the 30s. A few of the girls tried to get the boys to dance but the guys were just happy to sit around and watch. That resulted in several of the girls making out, trying to get their guys interested which had varying degrees of success.

Rebeccah wandered around, making small talk. A couple guys hit on her but she quickly put those down as she waited for Alexis.

She’d gone off with Thierry dressed up as a genie and him as a king. The mixed historical context had bothered Rebeccah’s logical mind but Alexis had waved her concern away with a “it’s just for fun you silly stick in the mud.”

Thierry was really shy and never liked having Rebeccah watch so instead she listened.

“Oh my, Master. Your wish is my command. May I please ride your giant magic cock?” she heard from behind the door. It sounded like Thierry was really enjoying himself. Rebeccah listened as the fucking became more intense and she really wanted to get herself off but knew she couldn’t in the middle of the party. Still, the urge was pretty strong.

It didn’t last long, ten minutes later and the door was opening. Thierry was walking out, unable to make eye contact with Rebeccah as he adjusted his golden belt. Rebeccah walked silently into the dark room, letting her eyes adjust. There, on the bed, was her girlfriend. She was lying there with her legs spread wide and whispered, “It’s not a big one but you can still clean me up, Becki.”

Rebeccah shuddered and stepped forward, dropping to her knees and burying her face in between her girlfriend’s pink thighs. It didn’t take long for her to finish but Alexis held her head down, encouraging Rebeccah to get her off quickly. She only had a limited time before her next… customer? That didn’t sound right… Next session maybe. Rebeccah thought about it distractedly, only remembering her task when Alexis clamped her thighs around Rebeccah’s head and came explosively.

She quickly got changed, putting on the next outfit. It was a slutty nurse costume which Rebeccah realized meant that Derrick was next. She went and sat in the dark corner, curious what silly kink Derrick had planned. That was what tonight was all about, after all. Alexis had proposed the idea. They can fuck her pretty much however they want any other night. But tonight she had encouraged them to cut loose and indulge in their secret fantasies. Rebeccah had expected Derrick to walk in wearing some kind of Doctor’s outfit. But instead he came in wearing the green draped cloth you wear before surgery.

“Are you ready for the procedure, Mr. Jensen?” Alexis asked.

Derrick’s eyes flicked over to Rebeccah but then right back to Alexis who was standing there tapping her nails on a clipboard she’d produced for the scene. He nodded excitedly, “Oh, hell yeah!”

“Excellent. That’s the kind of excitement we like to see here at the hospital. Now, I’ll just check your temperature,” she said as she dropped to her knees and ducked under the hospital gown.

“Oh, God!” he said. Rebeccah couldn’t see but she knew that Derrick had a roughly average sized cock so she was sure her girlfriend was already deep throating it expertly. The thought made her strangely proud in a way she didn’t fully understand. Why would she be proud of how good her girlfriend could suck cock. It was a pretty bizarre thing to be proud of when you think about it. Nevertheless, Rebeccah continued to watch, perplexed as to the banality of what they were doing.

Then, Alexis came back out and looked up at Derrick who had a glassy eyed happy look already. “Well… I think it’s normal but maybe I could take it from you another way, Mr. Jensen.”

“Whatever do you mean, nurse?” he said in what would have been a terrible porn impersonation if he’d been going for an ironic impersonation. Instead it was just terrible.

“I could take it rectally,” she said before diving back under the gown and going back to work on his cock. This time, however, she slid a hand up Derrick’s ass and, with little hesitation, slid her index finger right up his ass. He moaned loud as she penetrated him and Rebeccah stared. She’d never even considered this as a sex act. She knew some girls did anal sex. Alexis had alluded to it before. But why would a straight guy want that?

As if to answer, Derrick moaned, “Oh yes, nurse. That’s so good.” One of his hands descended to the back of Alexi’s head and he started pumping into her open mouth. Before long, he was roaring as he shot his cum all over her face and chest. “Fuck, Alexis. Thank you for that.”

“No problem, Derrick,” she said as she wiped some cum from her nose and slurped it down. “Mmmm… you’re especially yummy tonight.”

“I took your advice and have been eating more fruit.”

“Well it shows. It’s nice and sweet,” she said as Rebeccah came over and dropped down beside her girlfriend, testing the taste of the cum itself. This was something Rebeccah had been reluctant to do until the last few days. She’d been fine slurping the combined juices out of her lover and whatever paramour Alexis had been fucked by. But this seemed strangely different. Nevertheless, Rebeccah was so turned on she couldn’t resist. She dropped to her knees and started licking Alexis’s chest and face while Derrick strolled out, whistling a happy little song.

“Mmm…. it does taste nicer.”

“You like that, sweetie?” Alexis said, stroking Rebeccah’s hair as the brunette lapped up the pool of cum in between Alexi’s perky tits.

Rebeccah looked up, a lusty fire burning in her eyes. She extended her tongue slowly, tasting the cum right on Alexis’s nipple. The redhead groaned as she arched her back, aching for the contact her girlfriend was teasing her with. For her part, Rebeccah enjoyed the role reversal. So often, Alexis had been the one teasing her but, in this moment, Rebeccah got to feel a little bit of that power. However, before she could further enjoy teasing the tiny nymphet, there was a knock at the door for Alexis’s next customer.

The night continued like that, with Alexis changing outfits and fulfilling all the weird, twisted, perverted fantasies of the frat boys. Rebeccah played with herself in the corner most of the night though a couple of the boys asked her to leave out of embarrassment. Mostly just the freshmen though, which amused Rebeccah.

The last guy of the night was the most spectacular. He’d devised this intricate fantasy involving a tinkerbell costume and a copious amount of rope. It took Rebeccah a very frustrating fifteen minutes to get Alexis fully trussed up but, when she was finished, the red headed fairy was fully bound and exposed. Luke had been very specific. Her legs were spread wide and forced apart and she was bent over with her hands behind her back. The last step had been the hardest. Rebeccah had to get on the bed and jump to get the rope over the hook in the ceiling. Once she did, she pulled on the length of rope, forcing Alexi’s arms up behind her and her head down until it was level with her knees.

“You okay?” Rebeccah asked, worried about all the contortions she was having to inflict on her girlfriend. She had to admit, she did look really hot though.

“Oh yeah,” came the throaty reply.

Rebeccah looked at her, “Wait… are you turned on right now?”

“What do you think?”

Rebeccah didn’t answer, instead walking forward and stroking Alexis’s exposed gash. It was slick with moisture and the tiny woman gasped as if struck by electricity at the gentle touch. Rebeccah teased her a little more, enjoying again being the one in control, however momentary it was. Again, a knock on the door interrupted them. “She’s ready!” Rebeccah called out. The door burst open dramatically revealing a man in a pirate costume complete with a tri-corner hat with a feather and a boot that had been painted to look like a peg leg.

But neither of those features, as arresting as they were, could detract from the singularly unique feature of the costume. The man was clearly dressed as Captain Hook but, instead of a hook at the end of the plastic toy stump, there was a giant dildo. Alexis immediately leapt into character. “No. Captain Dildo! What are you going to do to me?” she said. Gone was the fake porn voice she’d used earlier. In its place were apprehension, lust and fear. Rebeccah had insisted that she stay for this, despite Alexis’s insistence that it wasn’t necessary. Nevertheless, she’d insisted on a safeword which Alexis had promptly insisted would be “puppeteer” because, as she put it, “I like being the boys’ little puppet on a string.”

Rebeccah watched as Jack, dressed as Captain Dildo, stepped forward, waving the large, rubber phallus threateningly. He turned to Rebeccah and said, “Good form, Miss Smead. You’ve done quite well,” he stroked his long, obviously fake, moustache, twirling it like the cartoon villain he was portraying. “You’ve been a teasing little fairy for quite some time. Fucking Peter Pan and flaunting it.”

“No… No, Captain Dildo. Peter Pan and I are friends. I’m a virgin. I swear.”

“Oh really? Well then we’ll have to change that, won’t we?” he said as he slid the long rubber shaft along Alexis’s exposed, engorged cunt. She shuddered uncontrollably. “You like that, don’t you?”

“N… n… no,” she stammered, “Yo… you’re a… a… monster.”

“I have a monster cock, bitch,” he snarled as he positioned the cock at the opening of Alexis’s cunt.”

“Noooooo!” she wailed as the shaft slid into her with an agonizing slowness. In spite of herself, Rebeccah found herself leaning forward, watching as the pink lips stretched and squeezed at the realistic looking pink monstrosity. It was nearly as big as Brent. Jack… Captain Dildo, was slowly pistoning the cock into Alexis who was trying to move to get more. Unfortunately, Rebeccah had done a great job with the ropes and her movements were limited and futile. “Please… please… ss… stop…”

“Is that really what you want my former little virgin? Or would you like another hole deflowered?”

“What? Another hole?” she shrieked, “I will never take your… your… penis… in my mouth. I’ll bite it off you monster!” she hollered. Her protests would have been more convincing if she wasn’t actively and desperately trying to fuck back against the dildo.

“I’m not talking about your mouth, slut,” he said as he pulled the dildo out. It was shiny. Glistening from the copious juices pouring forth from Alexis’s overflowing pussy. He pressed the head against her ass which Rebeccah had lubed thoroughly just 5 minutes ago.

“What… no… not… not my ass?” Alexis shrieked again. Rebeccah had forgotten this was going to be part of it. If she had, the sight of the massive dildo would have worried her. But now she was too turned on to worry. Instead, she wanted to see how much of the fake cock her girlfriend could take. Would she take it all?

Jack fished out his own cock and teased the gaping cunt lips with the head while he worked the dildo into Alexis’s tiny ass. It seemed an impossible fit but as he applied just a little pressure, it opened up to accept the thick, fake cock. Jack slid both cocks into her simultaneously causing her to let out a long, loud extended moan that seemed to last for thirty seconds. “I guess you were a virgin… but not anymore, Tinkerbell,” he said her name with a contemptuous sneer.

“No… no… no,” she said as she contradicted her words with her actions, rocking back, using her limited mobility to fuck herself more.

“Miss Smead, you’ve been so good. Would you like this slut fairy to help you with her tongue?”

It took Rebeccah a moment to realize that Jack was talking to her. She looked up, smiling as he looked at her and smiled back. She liked Jack. He was… nice… If she’d been straight, he’d be the type of guy she’d be interested in. If he wasn’t engaged in weird kinky sex with a free use frat slut, that is. She nodded and stood up, walking over to Alexis’s face and kneeling down, “Captain Dildo is giving me your tongue, Tinkerbell. What do you say to his generosity?”

“Th… th… thank… you?” she said as the twin cocks continued to fuck her from behind. Alexis couldn’t think. Couldn’t process rational thought. She was clearly past that point. Rebeccah laid down on the bed in front of her and grabbed her head.

“Show the Captain what a good fairy slut you are now,” she said. Alexis lowered her tongue to Rebeccah and spent the next five minutes coaxing the most powerful orgasm out of Rebeccah she’d ever felt. All while Jack continued to roughly plunder her holes from behind. When Jack heard Rebeccah scream, it triggered his own roar of an orgasm. His final thrusts slammed Alexis forward, pressing her mouth tightly against Rebeccah, prolonging it. The two of them rode that wave of pleasure.

He pulled the two cocks out as Alexis and Rebeccah were lying there panting. Alexis looked up through lidded, fuck drunk eyes. The diminutive redhead, looked beautiful and happy and sated despite her own lack of orgasm. “That was great,” she said to nobody in particular.

“Happy Halloween, honey,” Rebeccah said.

Alexis laughed, resting her cheek on Rebeccah’s thigh, “Happy Halloween.”