Me - I fucked your girl . . .
Ron - Asshole . . .
Me - well, not exactly fucked her, she just sucked my dick . . .
Ron - Man, you really are an asshole . . .
I had to come clean with Ron and so over coffee a couple of days later, I filled him in.
Me - she's got some serious kink going on man, she's not into me, she doesn't want to fuck me - just you. But she likes the idea of me watching as she does you and she DOES perform for us all, for some reason it's important to her for me to see how good it is for her.
Ron - Seen it before, she's using you to get her feeling of being in control but, secretly she wants to be submissive to me, and she is man, she'll do what I tell her.
There was a long pause and finally Ron broke the silence,
Ron - No big deal man. This is almost over anyway. We'll be done here in a couple of weeks and all head our different ways (Judy had gotten her assignment to the Philadelphia DRC and would be on the other side of the state from us).
Ron - we're not serious and we don't have any plans with each other - it's just a passing thing - besides you couldn't steal my girl if you wanted to, cause you're a pussy . . .
Me - asshole . . .
And like that, all was good and nothing else was or needed to be said.
After that Judy more or less moved in with us. This was pretty bold in those days, although we were pretty unsupervised in the BEQ, regulations did forbid females from being there but in our highly mobilized school society, people were too busy to give a ******* unless there was a problem, everyone just looked the other way.
Beth was aware of what was going on and although I think she disapproved, she kept it to herself.
Every night, after class, we made our diner run, dropped Beth off at the WAC shack and returned to the BEQ where almost every night Judy performed her one-woman act for the benefit of all concerned.
The last Saturday before graduation, our class had a party to celebrate and we all attended. It was a keg party and there was plenty of beer to go around. We all ended up pretty wasted and when we got back to the BEQ, Ron broke out a bottle of I.W. Harper he had stashed and we continued to party.
I guess it was the degree of ******* or the desire to prove a point or a little of both but as we sat on our racks, me on mine and them on theirs, facing each other across the room, Ron began to massage Judy's breasts through her shirt.
Judy was sitting between Ron's legs facing me and I sat and watched as he kissed her neck and unbuttoned her shirt, reaching in and freeing her breastes as he massaged them and tweaked her nipples which were hard as two pebbles. She and I stared into each other's eyes as her chest heaved and her breathing became ragged - the air was charged with sexual energy.
Judy's minii skirt had ridden up her legs until her panties were on plain view and Ron massaged her mound, through her pink panties with one hand while working on her breasts with the other; she sat there in a half-daze looking at me through slit eyes, chest heaving and as Ron's hand slid into her panties and he fingered her clit, she moaned as she surrendered control of her body and she twisted and turned with a full-body orgasm that left her leaning weakly against Ron as she caught her breath.
Ron was relentless though and continued to play her body like a musical instrument, he slid two fingers into her and continued to work her clit with his thumb, at the same time he roughly worked on her breasts, squeezing them hard and pinching her nipples as he kissed her neck and bit her ear lobes.
Ron was whispering in her ear and after a small hesitation, she slid down onto her knees to the floor. On her hands and knees she crawled across the room to me. She unzipped my jeans and pulled my now hard cock into the open. As she took me into her mouth, Ron moved behind her and continued to pull her clothes off until she was naked except for the mini-skirt which was bunched at her waist.
He lost no time, pulling her to her knees and ramming his cock in her to the hilt in one stroke (evidence of how wet and ready she was). Ron fucked her with long, hard strokes as she sucked and licked at my cock, she seemed in a trance, lost in the moment and simply following Ron's instructions. At first I thought it was the booze, but it was more than that, she was truly caught up in the moment and had surrendered all control to Ron and his will.
Ron leaned forward and spoke into her ear, "mount him bitch". Without hesitation, Judy crawled onto my lap, straddling me and replacing Ron's cock with mine as she sank down onto me. She rose and fell on my cock a couple of times and Ron pushed her forward, which caused me to lay back with Judy laying on my chest. Suddenly her eyes shot open wide as Ron began penetrating her ass with his still wet cock. The lubrication from pre-cum and Judy's pussy allowed for his swollen cock to slide into her ass until we were both buried in her to the hilt.
We lay that way for a moment and then Judy moaned and began to move, her hips moved in what felt like a small circle that pulled and milked our cocks at the same time, not a big movement but a very sensual rubbing of all those wet and sensitive body parts; we became one heaving, wet mass of sensation and emotion until (like magic) we all came together, feeding off of each other's energy and excitement.
We collapsed into a mass of exhaustion and alcohol and, frankly, I don't remember anything else until I woke from the sun steaming in the window. Ron and Judy were asleep in his bed and I in mine and my head hurt - REALLY HURT . . .