Double Vision
By Mark Brooks • Feb 9th, 2001 • Category: Pure Gold: Erotica from the Archives“Did I ever tell you,” my girlfriend Noelle asked, “about the time I slept with Luke and Tom at the same time?”
We had just finished making love for the second time that night, and the two of us were naked and tangled up in sweat-damp sheets on her bed. I was used to hearing about Noelle’s sordid sexual experiences, but I’d never heard about this one. She’d had a much more interesting sex life than I had.
I always loved it when Noelle offered up another tidbit of her deliciously wicked sexual past. It was our favorite game: kiss and tell. Noelle giggled when she saw the eagerness on my face. The timeless ritual was begun: Noelle would inflame me mercilessly with tales of her sad, sordid life, then fuck me cross-eyed, bowlegged, and stupid.
“No,” I said. “You never did tell me that one,” I said.
“Do you want to hear about it?”
“What do you think?” I asked her as her abdomen pressed against my growing hard-on.
Noelle smiled and began. “I was 19.” That made it almost twelve years ago. “I was a freshman at Berkeley. Luke was the first guy I slept with after I came to college. I guess he was the first guy I knew who was openly bisexual. He had a single room — I had a roommate — so we were always in his room. We used to fuck for hours — I mean, hours, and hours, and hours. And hours. We used to fuck so hard the corners of Luke’s bed would put divots in the drywall. People from the next college over would call the campus police to complain. This one time a crowd of people gathered down in the quad and started applauding when I came. Are you enjoying this?”
“You’re making this up,” I said. Noelle’s hand had curved around my cock, now fully hard, and as her fingers gently worked their way up and down I moaned.
“You know I don’t have to make stuff up,” she told me with a smile. “Real life is so much dirtier. I was so embarrassed at the time.”
“You? Embarrassed? Impossible.”
Noelle squeezed my balls.
“Mercy!” I yelped.
“Then play nice,” she said.
“I promise,” I said.
“Anyway,” sighed the smiling Noelle, stretching out atop me once more with her hand loosely cradling my cock. “Luke had this gay friend named Tom who had been his roommate in the dorms the first year. Tom was so cute. I mean, I loved Luke, but Tom was the kind of guy that girls dream about. He was fucking gorgeous. OK, so anyway, like I said, I had never known a real bisexual guy, one who’d actually done it, actually fucked around with guys and girls both. The idea of Luke fucking another guy just totally drove me nuts. I used to fantasize about it all the time. I told Luke all about it.”
“What did he think?”
“He thought it was hot. Then he told me Tom thought he was bisexual.”
“With you around, I can imagine,” I said, reaching for her breasts. She caught my hands and pushed them away playfully, though her nipples were obviously hard and she plainly wanted me to touch her. She held my wrists down.
Noelle leaned down, smiling wickedly, and gulped my cock into her mouth. I ran my fingers through her long, dark hair, muttering encouragements.
Noelle’s story, coupled with the stimulation of her hand and mouth on my cock and balls, had already brought me to the brink of orgasm.
“You are so hot,” I whispered as I lifted myself up, put my hands on Noelle’s shoulders, eased her back onto the bed. “Don’t stop,” I begged as I kissed her mouth, soft at first, then harder, then harder, then harder, harder, harder, until Noelle was arching her back and writhing hungrily underneath me as I bit at her lips and penetrated her with my tongue.
“I’m not sure I can remember the rest of the story,” said Noelle absently.
“Remember,” I told her firmly. I started kissing my way lower on Noelle’s throat, nearing her full, firm breasts. I used my hands to play with the hard nipples.
Noelle told her story only with great difficulty. “One night Luke and I had this evening planned. He had the only TV set and VCR on the hall. I had never seen a porn movie, and he was going to remedy that.”
My fingers found Noelle’s pussy and I slipped two fingers into her, biting her nipple roughly as I did. Noelle’s spine arched and her ass lifted up off the bed.
“Don’t stop or I’ll stop,” I told her as I worked a third finger into her, slid it deeper.
She stifled another moan of ecstasy, and continued with her story through rhythmic sounds as I worked her clit with my thumb and thrust my fingers into her. With my other hand, I held my hard cock, excited by the knowledge of what was to come.
“Anyway, when I showed up at Luke’s dorm room, Tom was already there. Luke told me Tom had just dropped by, but even then I figured that had to be a set-up. Tom said he’d never seen porn either — straight porn, that is — and Luke asked me if it would be all right if Tom stayed to watch it with us.”
I lowered my mouth further, letting my warm breath ruffle her pubic hair.
Making it look effortless, Noelle pivoted her body so that her ass was comfortably on the edge of the bed, as far forward as it could go — in the perfect position for me to eat her out. I lowered my mouth to her cunt and pressed my lips to her pussy. I wriggled my tongue into her tight hole, licking hungrily. Noelle moaned as my lips and tongue played around her clit and then traveled back down to her dripping pussy.
“Those dorm rooms were small,” Noelle continued breathlessly, without prompting, as I licked her. “And so all three of us sat on the bed and watched these porn videos. We started drinking wine, and maybe it helped break the ice. Oh God, right there — that’s right, lick my pussy just like that — right there, oh God.”
“Tell me more,” I demanded insistently in between thrusts of my tongue into Noelle’s pussy and twirls of it around her swollen clitoris. I rubbed my naked cock against Noelle’s leg, so she could feel how hard I was, how hard she was making me. God, I was harder than I had ever been, and Noelle moaned as she felt my cock against her leg. She tried to bend over, to reach down to take hold of my hard cock, but I slipped my tongue back into her cunt and she whimpered and relaxed into the bed. “Get this cock of yours in my face,” she breathed, “God, I’ve got to have your cock in my mouth if you want to hear any more of the story,” she told me.
“How can you talk with your mouth full?”
“I’ll find a way,” she said.
The woman knew what she wanted. I climbed onto the bed, assuming a “69″ position. I put my mouth on her and started to lick again. Noelle wrapped her hand tightly around my hard cock and stroked it, rubbing the slick head against her face, her lips, her breasts, squirming against me as she talked. I was already incredibly turned on, and Noelle’s stroking brought me closer and closer to an orgasm as I licked her closer to hers. I slipped two fingers into Noelle’s wet cunt and began to gently finger her as I licked her clit. She moaned.
Noelle wrapped her lips around my cock and started to suck me, and I almost shot into her mouth right there. But I didn’t want to cum yet — so I fought my orgasm down while she talked.
“Finally we started making out,” she said, her mouth against my cock. “I was so hot for both of them. Both of them had their hands everywhere. We started taking our clothes off, and nobody said anything, like talking would break the mood. Tom started sucking Luke’s cock, and I started sucking his. God, it was hot watching Tom suck Luke off like that.” Noelle took a moment to slip my cock into her mouth, and I knew I would come if she didn’t stop. So I pressed my mouth to her and started licking her clit, knowing she was going to come herself, my moans telling her how close I was.
I guess she wanted to finish the story: she took her mouth off my cock and started talking fast while she stroked my cock very, very slowly with her hand. I held my orgasm at bay with great difficulty.
“Luke and I started sucking Tom’s cock together, trading off on it while Tom jacked Luke off. Tom said he’d never fucked a girl before. Luke asked him if he wanted to, and he said ‘Sure. So Luke got a condom from the nightstand and helped me roll it on Tom.”
“I’m going to come,” I said.
“Not yet! Not yet! I climbed on top of Tom and put him inside me while Luke and I kissed. I was incredibly turned on. I started fucking Tom while he sucked Luke’s dick. I knew I was going to come no matter what I did, so I fucked him really slow and started rubbing my clit. That — that feels so good — right there — keep doing that! I came once and Tom just looked at me like I was crazy, then started laughing. ‘I never saw a girl come before,’ he said. ‘I didn’t know you made so much noise!’” He wanted to be on top of me, so I rolled onto my back and Tom got back inside me. Then Luke got up alongside the bed and put his cock in my mouth. God, it felt good to be fucking them both. God, I was going to come again — don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t — ”
Her ass lifted off the bed, her back arching, her naked body squirming. Then she came, moaning, gasping, pumping her hips as my mouth rode her clit. She started working my cock with her hand and I came too, my head spinning as the pleasure coursed through me; my come jetted on to her breasts and shoulder. When the two of us ground to a halt, I took a deep breath and started laughing.
“What?” asked Noelle.
“Did it really happen like that?”
Noelle smiled, slipping out from under me. “It was an awfully long time ago,” she said. “It might have.”
“I see.”
“And maybe it happened a different way,” she said. “Why don’t I tell you the story again tonight, and we can see if anything changes?”
Mark Brooks >> the pseudonym of a California technical writer. This is his first published short story.
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