On the Clock
7 PM
I only had a couple slices of pizza. Considering everything I had to go through to get it, maybe I should have had more, but I just wasn’t hungry. It was 6:33 and I still had my problem and in less than half an hour, I’d be fucking some guy all over again.
I shoved most of the pizza back in the fridge. I’d have it later I told myself.
The problem was what to do next.
The trail on Denny Wilkins wasn’t exactly hot. So far, I’d struck out at the gym and Trish at the sorority hadn’t committed herself to anything, and the worst part was, I didn’t know if Denny Wilkins even had anything to do with my current predicament. He might be a complete innocent. No, I was going to have to keep looking on my own.
Ever since early that afternoon, I’d been go, go, going all day long but what I needed was to stop and think. The problem was I didn’t have time to think. If I waited too long, the top of the hour would roll around again and I’d be off and running in search of my latest cock. Whatever I was going to do, I was going to have to do it fast.
It all started with the frat party. What exactly had I done there, or more to the point, what did I remember doing there?
I remembered going over to Jenn’s apartment. Jenn and me, we’ve had an off and on relationship that goes all the way back to grade school, but we both thought it was pretty cool that we were both going to the same university. The only thing was we weren’t in the same major so we didn’t have the same classes and as a result, we’d kind of moved apart, but we still hung out together as much as we could.
So, I’d gone over to Jenn’s apartment and me and Jenn and her roommate Jill, we’d gone over to the frat house together. We’d gotten there a little after eight and the party was going pretty good by then. So far, so good.
So there’d been some dancing and some drinking and a lot of hanging out. There was a pretty good DJ there. Okay, I remembered that. There was this one guy and he was so drunk. The frat guys tossed him out, and ...
Whoa! That was weird. I seemed to remember everything right up until around 9:30 or 10:00 and then everything just kind of dropped out. Everything after 10:00 was gone. Okay, so now at least, I had something to start with. I focused back on the things I could remember, but I just couldn’t seem to remember anything useful. If I’d been drugged, then whoever had done it had done a really good job at not getting caught because I just couldn’t remember seeing anyone hovering anywhere near my drink.
Hmmm? Was that really true? I picked up my phone and I dialed Jenn’s number. “Hey, Jenn, it’s Stacy.”
“Stacy! How you doin’, girl?”
How the heck was I supposed to answer that question? “Um, I’m not sure. I guess that’s why I called. Hey, did I do anything, you know strange, at the party last night?”
“Whoa, this is so weird.”
“What is?”
“Me and Jill, we were just talking about that.”
“You were? What did I do. No wait. You guys going to be around for a while?”
“Hold on. Let me check.” I could tell she was speaking to someone nearby and then she came back on the line. “Sure, we’re going to be around. Why?”
“I want to talk to you guys. I’ll be over there in a few minutes, ‘kay.”
“Sure. No problem. We’ll be here, girl.”
I threw on a fresh pair of panties for all the good it was going to do and I grabbed my jacket and I was out the door.
I was lucky. Jenn didn’t live all that far away from me so it didn’t take me that long to get there. Still, with the kind of schedules I was under, almost any time at all was too much time. It was 7:40 when I arrived.
Jenn greeted me at the door and I could see it in her face. “Whoa, girl. What the fuck is the matter with you?”
“I look different, huh?”
“I’ll say. You look more ... more ... shit, I don’t know. You just look more something. What the hell happened to you, girl?”
“Someone drugged me at the party last night.”
“No!”
I nodded. “I got this call this afternoon from this guy. He tells me I’m going to have to get fucked every hour on the hour, right? So I don’t believe him, but 1:00 rolls around and it hits me and I go out and fuck this guy I don’t even know.”
“No shit.”
“So I go to the frat house but they blow me off but this guy Dirk, he gives me a line on this other guy from the frat but not before I end up fucking him, too.”
“Shit.”
“So I’ve been go-go-going ever since. I even ended up fucking Jack and I still don’t know how I’m going to make that up to Kat.”
Jill was looking on in amazement. “So you’re saying this happens to you every hour on the hour?”
I nodded. “Every hour on the hour.”
“Whoa. Sounds like hell.”
“Actually, it sounds like fun,” Jenn said.
I looked at Jenn. “It’s only fun if you get to control it and even then, you still don’t want it all the time. I can’t control it and that’s what’s killing me. I can’t make it stop. But you guys said I did something at the party last night?”
“Oh yeah. Oh hey, this might have something to do with that.”
“What might have something to do with what?
“I saw you. You were with this guy. Big, muscular guy. Actually, he was kind of cute.”
“Jenn!”
“Well, he was. So you were with this guy and you were like totally making out with this guy, and—”
“Hold on. I was making out with some guy?”
“Yeah, sure.”
I shook my head. “I don’t remember any of that.”
“Yeah well, then this guy says something to you, and you kind of laugh or something and then I see you putting your hand on the front of his jeans.”
“I did what!?”
“I’m just telling you what I saw.”
“I saw it, too.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Jill was with me then.”
I shook my head. “I swear to God. I don’t remember any of this.”
“Then I guess you don’t remember shoving your hand down inside his jeans.”
“What!!!”
“Yeah, well after you’re feeling him on the outside, you just go right on in, and then he says something, and you’re heading off to some room, and I swear, over the next hour, there must have been like ten guys or something that went in there.”
“Why didn’t you stop me?”
“We thought you knew what you were doing.”
“Yeah, we thought you knew what you were doing.”
“And besides, we asked you when you came out if you were okay, and you said you were fine.”
“Wait a minute. You talked to me afterward. When was this?”
“I don’t know. Must have been like an hour—”
“More like an hour and a half.”
“Okay, sure. Must have been like an hour and a half after you went in.”
“And I said I was fine.”
“Girl, you were better than fine. You were like, almost like high or something. You were on top of the world.”
“Didn’t that strike you as strange or something?”
“Not really,” said Jenn.
“Nuh uh,” said her roommate.
I couldn’t believe it. What were these girls thinking but even more importantly, why couldn’t I remember a single thing that they’d said I’d done. This was too weird. “Okay, so I came out, and then what?”
“We went home.”
“Did I say anything then?”
“You said you felt great. We dropped you off at your apartment, and we hadn’t heard word one from you until you called about a half hour ago.”
A half hour ago. Had I really been there that long and then realization hit me. Had I really been there that long!!! I looked for my jacket.
“What are you doing,” Jenn asked.
“I’ve got to be ... oooohhh.”
“Stacy, are you okay,” Jenn asked. “What’s wrong?”
I looked at my friend and I just couldn’t help it. I moaned again. My pussy was on fire.
“What’s wrong,” Jenn asked again. “Are you okay?”
I looked at Jenn and I couldn’t help but feel it. Was I okay? No, I wasn’t okay. I needed to be fucked and suddenly it occurred to me that Jenn and her little friend might serve my needs well enough. I’d never thought about being with a girl before but I was looking at them now and I was thinking just how much I wanted to slip my tongue in between their legs just as long as I could get them to do the same to me.
“What’s wrong,” Jenn asked again. “What’s wrong?”
Why did she keep asking that silly question, I wondered. Couldn’t she see what was wrong. Wasn’t it obvious. It was a couple minutes past seven and I needed to fuck. My pussy was on fire and these girls were my friends. I didn’t want to take advantage of them but dammit, I needed to have someone take care of me and since they hadn’t done it last night at the frat house, they could do it right now, right here with me between their legs.
“What’s wrong,” Jenn asked again.
I couldn’t help myself. I was panting slightly. I looked at these two girls. God, I needed to fuck.
“What’s wrong,” Jenn asked.
I fought the urge to pull my skirt up and reach between my legs but it was so hard. I needed to fuck.
“What is wrong?”
“Jenn?”
My friend looked at her roommate. “What?”
“Look at the clock, Jenn.”
My friend looked at the clock and then she looked back at me. “Oh my God. Is it happening? Is it really happening?”
Again, I stifled the urge to moan, but then I nodded and I let out a little whimpering moan.
“Oh my God. What are you going to do?”
I could feel my eyes fluttering. I bit my lip. I needed to fuck. I was looking at the girls looking at me and then I just couldn’t help myself. I pulled up my skirt and pushed down my panties. I slipped my hand between my legs and I moaned as I pressed my fingers against my clit.
I could just tell by the way the girls were looking at me that they couldn’t believe what I was doing but now that I’d finally gotten my hand between my legs, I was finally growing bolder. I looked at the girls. “Help me.” The words came out in a raspy breath. “Help me.”
“Help you,” Jenn said. “What do you mean, help you?”
I didn’t even bother answering. I mean, hell, I had my skirt up and my panties down. If Jenn couldn’t figure out what I wanted by now, then the heck with her. I didn’t have time to explain every last thing to her.
“Oh geez, don’t you get it,” Jill said. “Aw hell, don’t you worry about it, I’ll take care of her,” and that was when Jill slipped down and slid down between my legs.
I’d always thought of Jill as being kind of cold and aloof but there she was pulling my hand away and then putting her tongue where my fingers had been and shit, I couldn’t believe it. It felt so good.
I couldn’t help but moan as her tongue went right to my clit. Her tongue was sensitive at first and kind of tender, almost delicate as it probed my clit and softly stroked me, but that tongue was growing more and more bold.
I think I let out another long moan but I’m not sure. All I know is there I was sitting there with Jill’s face between my legs and I looked up and there’s Jenn and she’s just staring at me with this I-can’t-believe-you’re-doing-that look and suddenly, I’m so embarrassed except I know there’s nothing I can do about it.
And then it’s Jenn’s turn to surprise me. I see her looking at me and then she’s looking at Jill and then she’s looking back at me and then she slides in behind Jill and I can see her pulling Jill’s top from inside her jeans and she’s sliding her hand up inside Jill’s top and she’s rubbing Jill’s back and she says, “Why don’t you let me have a go at that.”
At first, Jill seems almost not to notice her but Jenn keeps stroking her hand inside Jill’s shirt until finally Jill relents and then it’s my friend’s mouth that I find sliding down between my legs and if anything, Jenn was an even better pussy licker than Jill was.
At that point, I didn’t much care. All that mattered was getting my pussy off and I didn’t much care whose tongue did the deed just so long as the job got done.
Jill sat back and then I watched her watching Jenn and then she looked up at me and grinned. She pulled her shirt off and I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra and suddenly I knew I wanted to suck on her tits.
She caught me staring at her tits and she grinned even as her fingers played with her small breasts. “You like these, huh?”
I nodded.
She looked at me. “I’ll bet you have great tits, too. Can I see them?”
With Jenn doing what she was doing to my pussy, at least my mind could focus at least in part with what Jill was saying. She wanted to see my tits. I don’t know why, but I pulled my top off and I let Jill see my tits.
“Nice,” she said approvingly. “I bet you didn’t know that me and Jenn liked girls, too.”
I shook my head. I had no idea.
“That’s why we’re such good roommates. Isn’t that right, sweetie?”
Fortunately for me, Jenn didn’t pull her mouth from between my legs to give her friend her answer. Instead, all she did was wave her tightly clad, denim-covered bottom at her friend which as far as I was concerned was all the confirmation that was needed.
Jill slid her hand up under Jenn’s short, little jeans skirt and I knew where she was going. “Yeah, we like girls,” Jill said. “Do you like girls?”
I looked at the girl but I couldn’t do much more than moan.
“You want to see Jenn’s tits?”
Okay, I’ll admit it. I wasn’t thinking but as long as Jenn kept licking my pussy, I was pretty much willing to agree to just about anything Jill wanted to do.
Of course, for Jenn to take her top off, that meant she had to take her mouth from between my legs. I remember whimpering as she did it but then her top was gone and her bra, too, and in no time at all, her mouth was back, right where I needed it to be.
I couldn’t help but moan as my friend’s tongue worked my clit. She was toying with me, taking me right to the verge of getting me off and then she’d back it off only to come back at me all over again.
“She’s really good at that, isn’t she,” Jill said.
I looked at Jill and nodded.
“You want to see my pussy,” Jill asked.
Not really, I thought. What I wanted was to get my pussy licked, but this time, I’d learned my lesson. I was willing to agree to whatever Jill wanted just so long as it didn’t mean that Jenn was going to stop what she was doing. “Sure,” I said. “I’d love to see your pussy.”
The girl smiled and then she kicked off her tennies. She opened her jeans and she pushed them down past her hips and then all that was left was her panties and in a moment, even those were gone, too and there was Jill standing there all nice and naked and rubbing a hand between her legs.
“I think I need to have my pussy done, too. How ‘bout we move to the bedroom where you can give me what I need, too?”
That would mean letting Jenn up from what she was doing now. I shook my head.
“Come on. It’ll be fun.”
Again, I shook my head. I was fine where I was with Jenn between my legs.
“Come on.”
The girl wasn’t going to let up and now Jenn was pulling back. She looked up at me even as she gave my pussy first one and then a second coercive, little lick. “You get her off,” she said, “and I promise you, I’ll get you off, too.”
As horny as I was, that was all that had to be said to get me to agree to lick my first pussy. I’d agree to anything just so long as someone made me cum.
Each girl had her own bedroom but I wasn’t sure why. Even as we moved to the back of the apartment, it quickly became obvious that both girls were rather at home in Jill’s bedroom and on Jill’s bed.
Jenn laughed when she saw my look. She knew I was confused. “We both have boyfriends, you know. I mean, it’s not like we’re just into girls so when one of us has a guy in for the night, we have to have the other room, just in case.”
That was funny, I thought. I didn’t know Jenn had a boyfriend. She’d always seemed so quiet to me but she wasn’t quiet now.
“People come over here and they think Jill is so messy—”
“They do not,” her friend said.
“But they take one look in my room, and they think I’m the neatest person ever.”
“Yeah right,” Jill said. “Your desk is still a mess.”
“Yeah right,” Jenn grumbled but she knew her friend was telling the truth and I knew it, too.
Jill plopped herself down on the bed. “I know I’m naked but the rest of you guys are wearing way too much clothes so come on, let’s see it. Let’s see those pussies.”
Jenn and me, we just kind of looked at one another but it was only for a moment and then the two of us were stripping off the clothes we both had left and then the two of us were climbing up onto the bed.
Jill patted a spot there on the bed. “Now let’s see,” she said, “I think where we left off, you were getting your pussy licked so I think you need to come over here and lie down and let Jenn slide in between your thighs.”
I was more than willing to lie back on the bed and to let Jenn do exactly that and I couldn’t help but moan as her mouth found my little sensitive button. My hands found my tits and I moaned again and I just couldn’t believe how good my friend was at licking a pussy and even as she licked me, I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d known she was this good, if maybe I might not have let her try it earlier.
And that was when Jill fastened her pussy to my face and suddenly, I had no time to think about what Jenn was doing to me because suddenly, I had a pussy of my own to lick.
I must have been a pretty good pussy licker because almost as soon as I got my mouth on Jill’s cunt, the girl started to moan, or maybe it was just that she liked having her pussy licked. Either way, it really didn’t matter. Jill liked what I was doing and that’s all there was to it.
She ground her pussy against my tongue. “That’s it,” she moaned. “That’s it. That’s it. Oh geez, yeah. You’ve got it. Oh geez, yeah. You’ve got it. Lick me there. Lick me there. Oh fuck, yeah, lick me there.”
I licked her but what was more important was what Jenn was doing between my legs.
“Lick me,” Jill moaned. “Lick me. Lick me.”
I almost came right then and there. I was so close.
Jill was playing with her tits even as she pressed her clit against my mouth. “Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Oh fuck. Oh fu-u-u-u-u-uck. Oh yeah, that’s it. That’s it. That’s it. Oh shit, yeah, that’s i-i-i-i-i-i-it-t-t-t-t-t.”
I knew exactly what Jill meant because even as she came in my mouth, I could feel my own pussy succumbing to Jenn’s tongue, and what Jill was saying, that went doubly well for me. Shit, that was good. That was so fucking good. I couldn’t believe it. For the first time in my life, I’d had a girl eat me out, and I couldn’t believe just how great that was and I knew I was going to have to do it again, but for now at least, I knew what Jenn’s tongue meant for me. Jenn had made me cum so for now, her tongue had bought me another hour before I’d have to do it all over again.