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From: phoenlxarlzona@aol.com (Phoebe and Michael)
Subject: {ASSM} Andrea and Jody (MMF, bi, oral, alcohol, college)
Date: Sun,  2 Jun 2002 23:10:04 -0400
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Andrea & Jody (MMF, bi, oral, alcohol, college)
by Michael - (pnoenlxarlzona@aol.com)

***

Hi, my name is Michael and this story is about when I 
was a freshman at ASU in Temp Arizona. Something 
happened to me during that first year at college that 
will probably stay with me for the rest of my life.

The "incident" that I'm writing about took place right 
after Christmas vacation 96, and I'll tell you right now 
that I'm not proud of myself. The only excuse I can give 
is that I was too young and inexperienced to know what I 
was getting myself into. It was the first time I was out 
on my own without my folks looking over my shoulder. (I 
grew up in a provincial atmosphere in a small town in 
Iowa.)

Actually it all started when I met Andrea during 
registration. She was a beautiful girl, you know the 
type; hard bodied and firm, real athletic looking. She 
was always lying out in her backyard working on a deep 
tan, and she had that California beach girl look. I 
thought she was a natural blonde until the night this 
story took place, and I found out she was really a 
brunette. (The price I paid for that little piece of 
knowledge has been very costly to my self-image.)

Shortly after I met Andrea she started inviting me out 
to school shindigs. She was a junior at the time and 
knew everyone, and as you can probably guess she was 
very popular.

Andrea had let me get to second base by this time (We'd 
known each other for almost four months) and she pretty 
much was leading me around by the nose by then. I 
really wanted to make love to her and she was always on 
my mind. I hoped that after her party on that particular 
weekend I might be able to talk her into letting me 
stay the night. I wasn't completely fantasizing because 
the day before right after class was when I'd gotten to 
that wonderful sexy second base status.

We'd stopped at a local student hangout for a couple of 
beers and afterwards she invited my over to her place. 
We had a couple more beers and really began to loosen 
up. I was sitting on the couch beside Andrea and she was 
surfing the channels on the TV looking for something 
interesting to watch. I was as horny and a three legged 
dog, not having had any sex -- except with my hand -- 
for almost a year. The combination of the beer and the 
closeness of Andrea's tan athletic body made me bolder 
than I might have been otherwise.

I leaned over and covered her luscious lips with mine in 
a deep kiss that pushed her back against the couch. She 
struggled in surprised at first but when I climbed on 
top of her and began to massage her tits through her 
t-shirt she seemed to relax and want me to continue.

I was so fucking horny by then that all I could think 
about was screwing her, I needed her more at that moment 
than I'd ever needed anyone in my life before. I shoved 
a hand up under her shirt and was pleasantly surprised 
by the soft warm feeling of naked tits.

When Andrea felt my cold hand on her hot tit she started 
to struggle again, but I held her down and slipped her 
some tongue and soon she was eagerly exchanging tongue 
with me. That emboldened me to take the next step. 
Before I lost my nerve I reached down and started 
tugging at the snap on her jeans.

As before; Andrea started to protest. I rolled 
completely over onto her pushing her over on to her back 
and kept up a frantic war with her soft lips as I fucked 
them with my tongue. While at the same time I started 
tugging at her zipper and pulled it completely down. 

I was in absolute heaven when I finally was able to 
shove my hand between her firm smooth thighs. I wasted 
no time in inserting a finger into that wonderful 
mystery that she'd tried unsuccessfully to protect from 
me. My finger was instantly coated with her slick 
juices. "She was as hot as I was!" That was a revelation 
to me.

I inserted another finger, then another and began to rub 
the cupped palm of my hand against her mons paying 
special attention to what I knew would be the center of 
her pleasure. Finally I couldn't take it any longer and 
pulled back to see what she looked like.

God! Her pants were by this time down around one ankle 
and her tanned legs where stretched wide open. And that 
pussy! Fuck, it made me crazy just to look at it. I mean 
she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever been intimate 
with before, and to see her naked pussy there all wet 
from my efforts was just too much for me to take. 

My face turned red as I felt my come spurting in my 
underpants; with a sinking feeling I knew I'd just blown 
my load. Not that it made any difference to my ability 
to perform but the fact that I'd come prematurely was a 
blow to my fragile male ego.

I'm sure Andrea didn't know what had happened, (at least 
that's my story and I'm sticking to it). She never said 
anything about it later, but she did take that moment -- 
while I was hesitating -- to pull herself together and 
get up off the couch. She quickly pulled her pants back 
on and headed for the bathroom only to disappear from 
sight for more than 10 minutes.

There I was sitting on the couch with my cooling sperm 
coating the inside of my underwear and Andrea locked in 
the bathroom.

Finally she came out, and although she was nice about it
I realized that I'd blown my big chance with her. The 
only consolation was that she said she'd had fun, and
that was when she invited me to her party. Well, what 
she actually said was, "Why don't you and Jody come to
my party on Saturday, I think it'll be a lot of fun."

Anyway, I decided to take that as a positive reaction to 
what had just happened between us and went home with 
some hope for the future.

**

My roommate Jody comes from a wealthy family. He's been 
in some trouble in the past and that's why he was going 
to college in the southwest. He'd been a student at a 
brand named preppy school back east, but because of past 
indiscretions he was shunted out to Arizona to get him 
out of scandal's way.

To be honest I've always been jealous of him because 
everything seemed to come so easily for him. It'd taken 
me almost a month to find the house we shared. It was a 
two-bedroom bungalow with a rent that I could afford -- 
with a roommate helping out. Jody didn't really need to 
save money but had answered my ad the first day and had 
just fallen into the deal I had work so hard to put 
together. 

He also had an easy way with women. I'd just about kill 
myself trying to convince a girl to go out with me. But 
all Jody had to do was flash his cash, or his sporty 
Porsche and they were hanging all over him.

That's why I wasn't too keen on inviting him to Andrea's 
party. He was in that year's graduating class and didn't 
usually hang around with underclassmen and therefore 
didn't even know that Andrea was alive. I didn't want 
him to see my girlfriend and take a shine to her, but I 
also really wanted to show up at the party in his 
expensive car. It couldn't hurt to have some nice wheels 
to impress the masses, I thought.

**

Saturday night arrived and as I'd hoped Jody was happy 
to drive us over to Andrea's. And as I'd also hoped we 
made a pretty good entrance, impressing the very people 
I had hoped to. So everything was working as planned.

That is until Jody met Andrea. Fuck I should have known. 
He had her eating out of his hand right away. He even 
gave her a ride in his shinny new car. Just down around 
the block to get some ice, but when they came roaring 
back into the driveway I could tell that Andrea was 
taken by him, they seemed like old friends, all 
comfortable and flirty.

The night dragged on as I sat there glumly and watched 
as Jody romanced my girl. I knew that I didn't have any 
real claim on Andrea, but I felt that we had some kind 
of understanding after what we'd done with each other 
the day before.

After hours of sitting there, drinking more beer than I 
should have I finally got the nerve up to take Jody 
aside and tell him that Andrea was my girl. That I'd 
planned on planting my flagpole in her that very night
and would he please pick on someone else. That's when
my world changed, or should I say, fell apart.

Jody just laughed, then he told me that he was going to 
fuck her that night after the party. That I had no hold 
on her and that she hadn't even mentioned my name all 
night. And finally that she'd already given him a yes 
when he'd asked if he could stay the night. I was 
crushed and tears began to stream down my face to add to 
the humiliation of it all.

Then Jody said something that shocked me but at the same 
time excited me beyond belief. "Hey Michael, don't take 
it so hard. I knew you had a crush on her so I told her 
that we'd be a threesome, and she didn't object. So you 
can join us if you want to."

I couldn't believe my ears and responded in a shaky 
voice, "What? You mean that you'd let me have a crack at 
her too? After you're done?" I wasn't sure that I liked 
his offer, but I was hard as a rock anyway.

"Sure, why not? And you don't have to wait, I'll fix it 
so you can join in right away if you want. I think 
Andrea's game for some hot sex with two healthy willing 
guys."

I looked blankly at him. What was he suggesting? Andrea 
would let two guys fuck her at once? I couldn't keep 
quiet, "You mean you're telling me that she'd let us 
both do her -- at the -- err -- same time?"

"Yeah, I'll fix it up right now," he said and casually 
walked over to her and started to speak in a 
confidential way leaning against the wall and whispering 
in her ear. I watched them both not sure I believed that 
Jody had the nerve to ask her something like that. But 
he kept talking and occasionally he'd point my way or 
nod his head in my direction. Andrea would look over at 
me each time he made one of those gestures.

At first I still didn't believe that Jody was really 
asking her if we could both fuck her that evening. The 
fact that he'd said he was already as good as in her 
pants was still hard for me to believe, even knowing his 
ways.

But when Andrea finally sauntered over to me and quietly 
said, "Well, well, this could be interesting," made me a 
believer. Then she kissed me on the cheek and walked 
away to greet some new guests that had just arrived.

I was so fucking aroused by the thought of both Jody and 
me doing Andrea together. I couldn't believe that we 
were going to have a threesome in just a couple of hours 
and I was as nervous as I'd ever been in my life. I was 
going to have to perform in front of another guy, and a 
guy who knew his way around women a lot better than I. 
For the first time in my life I felt sexually 
intimidated.

That feeling grew as the night droned on. I started 
drinking more beer than I should have. But the thought 
of our forthcoming tryst made me more and more nervous 
as the night dragged on. I knew I shouldn't drink so 
much but I needed to calm myself I thought, so I drank 
more.

The fact of the matter was that I was scared shitless by 
the prospect of "proving" myself to both Andrea and 
Jody. But at the same time I was like a horny male 
animal in heat, the whole perverted idea was such a turn 
on.

Ha, that thought put a very erotic image into my mind: 
Andrea kneeling on the floor, with Jody under her 
thrusting himself into her from below, and me crouched 
over her tan muscled back fucking her in her tight 
little asshole. (I don't know why I was envisaging 
myself butt fucking her, but I guessed if Jody was in 
her from the front, then the only hole I had left was 
the back door.)

Even though I was left with the number two hole, my 
imagination was still sending my brain an erotic fantasy 
that brought my dick to another rousing boner. Just 
thinking about how it would feel to fuck her, and with 
another guy doing it to her at the same time blew my 
mind.

**

Finally the last guest either had crashed out on the 
living room floor or had gone home. I had drunk too much 
beer but wasn't feeling any pain by the time Andrea 
locked the front door and giggling followed Jody into 
her bedroom.

I trailed shyly in their wake not sure where I fit in, 
but determined to fit in somewhere. When Jody almost 
closed the door in my face I yelped, "Hey, don't forget 
our deal man."

He turned and recognition gleamed in his eyes as he 
realized that I was still hanging around. This was 
probably the first thought he'd had about me since our 
conversation. He waved me in and I eagerly followed. But 
I stopped dead just inside the door as I saw Andrea 
sprawled on the bed tugging off her clothes, then Jody 
started to strip too. I was still standing there fully 
clothed as he crawled onto the bed to lie beside her -- 
they were both naked.

I was totally absorbed as I watched Jody begin to fondle 
Andrea's firm breasts, then he leaned into her and 
started to kiss her. I watched as his dick grew big and 
long as she kissed him back. The whole scene was so 
strange, to be standing there only a few feet away as a 
handsome couple were making love totally naked right in 
front of me. My mind was absolutely spinning.

Then, almost as an after thought Andrea looked over 
Jody's shoulder and said, "Well, you gonna get naked or 
what Michael?"

I nervously nodded and began to fumble with my pants. 
Jody rolled over and watched as I stripped. I couldn't 
help looking at his big dick, knowing that mine wasn't 
as impressive has his.

I knew that they were both staring at me and I knew that 
they were wondering if I had a good looking body under 
my clothes, just like I had when they were stripping 
off. I knew that they were wondering if I was hung or 
what.

That made me even more nervous as I stripped off the 
last of my clothes. Then the moment of truth, I tugged 
my underwear down to expose a limp dick just hanging 
there between my legs. 'Fuck,' I thought in anguish, 
'I'd been horny for weeks and here I was, standing there 
with a limp dick.' I was fucking humiliated. 

Then things got worse.

"Well, well," Andrea smirked, "Looks like Michael 
doesn't want to join in after all? Oh well, Mike, why 
don't you just watch for a while. Maybe you'll be able 
to get it up after Jody shows you how it's done." She 
giggled at me and lay back to let him have his way with 
her.

I stood there in misery, wishing that I was dead, when 
Jody stopped caressing Andrea's smooth tan skin and said 
loudly, "Hey Mike, come over her will you? I need 
someone to clean me off before I fuck this beauty's 
brain's out."

I just stood there, I didn't understand what he meant, I 
was totally confused.

Then he got up off the bed and walked over to me. I 
watched his big firm body ripple with muscles as he 
moved closer to me. I couldn't take my eyes off his 
massive tool as it swung back and forth with each step 
sticking out in front of him like a flagpole. His big 
strong masculine body, the body that I wished I had, the 
type of body that would impress someone like Andrea, 
mesmerized me.

Then he was standing in front of me taking me by the 
hand, and leading me around to the far side of the bed 
just like a docile animal being lead to its slaughter. 
Still not clear what he wanted of me, I didn't resist, 
and I was too drunk and ashamed to ask what was 
happening.

Then Jody sat on the edge of the bed and tugged on my 
arm to bring me down on my knees beside the bed in front 
of him. I was kneeling there looking straight at his big 
stiff dick. Still I couldn't figure out what my role in 
their sex play was to be.

Then Andrea's beautiful naked body was beside me. She 
touched my head, pushing my face toward Jody's huge 
boner. It was so big and strong and clean looking. I 
wished fleetingly that mine was that big.

I still had the presence of mind to resist her effort. 
Believe it or not I still wasn't sure what was going on. 
But when Andrea knelt beside me and whispered in my ear, 
"Suck him Michael," I knew what they wanted. Jody was 
sitting there watching me with a strange hooded look 
in his eyes, his hands where flat on the bed slightly 
behind him and to his sides, and his boner was pointing 
toward the ceiling with his legs spread wide.

Andrea said again, "C'mon, Mike, suck him for me, 
please."

I shook my head "no" and began to get up.

She held my head in her soft hands and moved closer to 
me so that I could feel her soft tit flesh rubbing 
against my arm, "C'mon Mike, do it for me. Watch."

I watched as she leaned in between Jody's thighs and 
grasped his dick with one small hand and began to lick 
it like it was a grape lollipop.

I couldn't help myself, I was fascinated by the sight of 
this wonderfully sexy woman acting like a slut on her 
knees in front of both Jody and I. As I watched Jody 
threw his head back and began groaning in pleasure. Then 
Andrea began to bob her pretty head up and down, taking 
him deeply. I saw his shaft sinking into her mouth 
cushioned by those wonderful lips, and I was hard again, 
painfully so.

After a short while she stopped sucking on Jody and 
turned to me. Then looking down at my raging boner she 
said, "So you liked that did you?" She smiled and 
grasped my cock in her soft warm hands and began to jack 
me off. She leaned in and kissed me deeply as Jody 
watched us. I was in heaven!

Then Andrea let go of my dick and pulled away from me, 
saying, "C'mon Mike suck on Jody now, just like I did. 
If you'll suck him I'll suck you."

I was so horny by this time, and still pretty drunk or I 
wouldn't have even listened to her -- I'd have gotten up 
and left -- promised blowjob or not. But I was 
susceptible to Andrea's charms and after all I reasoned, 
she'd just been sucking Jody's cock then french-kissed 
me.

I hadn't thrown up. And god! I was horny, so horny in 
fact that I was in pain and desperately needed release. 
I looked at Jody's cock, which was still standing 
proudly at attention. Now it was all shinny from 
Andrea's saliva and for some reason it looked inviting 
to me.

It's hard to explain why I did it, my inhibitions must 
have been lowered by all that I'd seen, and by Andrea's 
sexy voice in my ear urging me on. But for whatever 
reason I leaned in between Jody's legs and took his big 
throbbing dick in my hand. I fondled him for a moment, 
then with Andrea's face only inches away from Jody's 
dick I took the purplish head between my lips and began 
to tentatively suck on him.

Andrea's pretty face was smiling and I could see that 
her eyes were half closed in arousal as she whispered, 
"Fuck yeah, you look so hot sucking on his big dick 
Mike. You keep that up and I'll give you the fucking 
blowjob of your life, c'mon Mike faster, do it faster!"

I was urged on by that promise, and besides she was 
still jacking me off slowly. So I began to bob my head 
over Jody's lap in imitation of Andrea's earlier 
efforts. Actually in my drunken state it wasn't all that 
bad after you got used to having another man's meat in 
your mouth. I could imagine how it would feel to him and 
I started to work on his cock like I'd like a woman to 
do me. Since I knew what I'd want I knew what he'd want 
and began to lick his shaft like a cat drinking milk, 
then every once in a while I'd sink down to the hilt and 
almost gagging. Then lick my way back off him.

The gagging reflex receded after a while and I realized 
that I was doing a pretty good job on my roommate. He 
began thrashing around on the bed in ecstasy as I 
continued to suck on his bone. Then all of a sudden he 
sat up and grabbed my head and thrust into my throat. 

I struggled as if my life depended upon it. I couldn't 
breathe and I knew what was going to happen and wanted 
nothing to do with it. But it was too late -- I felt 
Jody's come gushing down my throat, I sputtered and 
tried violently to disengage myself, but he was stronger 
than me and finally I quieted down hoping that he'd let 
me go if I didn't fight him.

God, I was drinking another man's come, just like a 
queer. Fuck I could taste his come in my nose, on my 
tongue, and sticky between my teeth. My mouth felt full 
to overflowing but I wasn't going to swallow, even if I 
died of asphyxiate.

Then Andrea began to jack on me faster and faster and I 
began to swallow Jody's come, I didn't care what he 
thought of me, I was moaning around his cock as I came 
in gushes against Andrea's bedspread and was soon spent. 
I was exhausted, but Andrea wasn't done with me.

She held her hand up -- it was full of my hot sticky 
come. I watched her hand move toward me and looked over 
at Jody as Andrea began to rub her come filled hand 
against my lips. For some reason I will never be able to 
explain, I opened my mouth and while staring into Jody's 
bright blue eyes I licked the come from around her 
fingers and out of the palm of her hand.


**

That night changed things for me. I never did get to 
make love to Andrea, nor did I get that promised 
blowjob.

But after that incident, during the rest of the school 
year I made love to Jody's cock over and over again. You 
see it was either that or he'd spread it around that I 
was gay, and my reputation would be ruined.

**

It turned out that Jody's little conversation with 
Andrea, supposedly to "have a threesome" was really a 
bet he made with her. He bet her $100.00 that she 
couldn't make me eat his come. She needed the money and 
took him up on it.

Even years later I still can't go to any of our class 
reunions because I might bump into Jody there. I've 
never had any other homosexual liaisons in my life, 
although I will admit that I've jerked off plenty of 
times to the memories of what we did that night.

I also have become a great pussy eater from those many 
times I'd given Jody what he demanded. One of the things 
that attracted my wife to me was my phenomenal tongue-
fucking ability. She says that once I'd done that to her 
she was mine from that day forward.

I guess I can thank Andrea and Jody for at least that. 
After sucking a guy off over and over again, you get 
over any squeamishness that you might have had about 
oral sex.

And I find that I really have to prove to my manhood 
over and over again. Prove that I'm not gay. That's 
something that my wife should thank Andrea and Jody for 
too. That is if she knew anything about the incident, 
which of course she does not!

THE END


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