FUCK BUDDIES TO TRUE LOVE, PART 1
MAY, 1988
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!" Patti screamed as I pumped into her from behind. "Fuck me Jeff, harder!"
I grabbed her hips and started pounding into her even harder than before. I loved fucking Patti; she always knew what she wanted and was never afraid to tell what it was. We'd been at it for at least 20 minutes and she'd already cum at least a four times and I felt her start shaking again until she exploded into another orgasm before collapsing onto the bed.
"Wussing out?" I teased.
"Fuck you," Patti panted with a grin. "You've been slamming that thing into my crotch for a half hour and I'm paralyzed from the toenails to the top of my head, so I get a break, baby."
I giggled at her predicament and decided to cut her a break.
"If you are able, roll over," I said.
"I'll give it a shot," Patti said.
She groaned as she rolled to her back. Once she was comfortable, I straddled her waist and started jacking off. Patti grinned as I leaned forward, reaching up to fondle my balls.
"Would you like make-up or s snack?" I asked.
"Snack," she said with a sultry smile. "I need my protein."
"Outstanding," I said.
Patti propped herself up on her elbows as I leaned closer. She started licking the tip of my cock while at the same time reaching her free hand to her pussy. She stuck a finger into her sopping snatch, pulled it out then slowly pushed it up my asshole.
"Oh fuck Patti," I moaned. "Fuck my ass."
She started pumping her finger in and out and within second I was hitting the finish line. Patti opened her mouth just as my first blast shot into her throat. She then took half of my thick six in her mouth started swallow my load. I fired off about four more blasts before Patti leaned back. Two more blasts came out, one on Patti's cheek, the other on her neck. I was spent, and I leaned down to give Patti a long, deep kiss before flopping off of her.
"That was yummy!" she said. "You are very tasty, babe."
"Yea I am," I said, leaning up to lick some more of my cum off of her cheek.
We both burst into laughter. We were an interesting couple who was anything but a couple, which is complicated and not at the same time. First of all it's important to know the background...
Me and Patti are what are considered "non-traditional students" at Saint Luke's College in Cedar Rapids. Non-Trads were defined as students who hadn't come directly out of high school to campus and didn't live on campus. Patti was 33 at that point in time and I was 28 and were both married when we started at back to school in the fall of 1985.
We had little in common other than bizarre senses of humor, an occasional joint, and a love of folk and blue grass music. Unbeknownst to each other, last fall both of our marriages were in the process of ending. It wasn't that difficult for me because my now-ex never really wanted to get my teaching degree and she hated the fact that at my age I was on the college's fledgling wrestling team. Patti's situation was different, but both of us ended up being legally divorced right before Christmas.
Fast-forward to a couple of months ago...
I was trying to get caught up in class after the NAIA national tournament and mid-terms were coming up. I had a night course -- History of China -- Tuesdays and Thursdays and was studying for a test in the bowels of the student union. I had seen Patti a couple of times over the course of the day and things seemed fairly normal; I knew she had a night class too. I was back in my favorite booth; the big back corner one the Non-Trads used for "Breakfast Club" every day (I'll explain later) when I saw Patti coming down the stairs. She saw me and waved slightly or her way to putting her book bag and down and taking off her coat. She stood there for a moment then came over toward me.
Patti was pretty with the darkest short brown -- nearly black -- hair. She had the Romanesque features of a true Bohemian (married name was Abbott, but maiden was Zavchek), with small tits, a slim waist and slightly wide hips with a nice round ass. And she had these amazing huge brown eyes that looked right through you. She got to the booth and slid in next to me.
"Han Dynasty?" she asked.
"Sul," I said. "Fucking thing lasted 175 years and Jay figured out a way to create 2,000 years of information into it...how are you?"
"Good," Patti said, nervously. "I wanted to ask you something..."
"Ask away," I said.
"Would you be interested in having TOTALLY no-strings-attached sex with me on a semi-regular basis?"
My brain suddenly got thrown out of gear...I'm sure it was only a second or two before I reacted and while I have have no idea what the expression on my face was, it must have been priceless, but I finally was able to form a one-word response.
"Yes."
We started the next Friday in a room at the Holiday Inn on 33rd Avenue. I brought weed and snacks, Patti brought Jack Daniels and snacks and we both brought pop. We started about 7:00 that night and were still licking, sucking and fucking seven hours later. I couldn't cum for God's sake! I finally blew a load in her a little after two before we slept for a couple of hours and she went home before her five-year old got up
After that we started a Friday morning thing; neither of us had class on Friday mornings. She'd come over about 8:00, we'd make love, then I'd make breakfast, then we'd make love again, take a shower and head over to campus. There was no possibility of either of falling in love with each other, but we told each other we loved them while we were together and sort of became almost best friends. We talked about everything together, including our bisexuality.
Patti was into it way more than I was and she'd been with quite a few girls and couples. I loved to suck cock, loved frotting and didn't mind a little ass-play, but not fucking. It was very freeing to be able to talk to someone about it. And now we're caught up...
"So," Patti asked, rolling to her side to cuddle up with me, "your birthday is coming up a couple of weeks...what would like?"
"You mean sexually, a present, or a party?" I asked.
"Well, the first one, but I guess it could be all three," she replied.
"Hmmm..." I said, stroking my short off-season beard. "A threesome."
Patti propped herself on an elbow, sitting part way up, a big grin on her face.
"For real?" she asked. "You really want to have one?"
Now, it should be understood that the answer I was expecting was something along the lines of "No, seriously..." or "Don't be stupid..." so an answer like that surprised me. And for the record, I really did want to try one.
"Well, yeah," I said. "I'd like to have a threesome."
Patti swung all the way up to a seated position, leaned down and gave a big sloppy kiss and giggled like a six-year old.
"That's awesome babe!" she said. "Which kind?"
"Which kind?"
"I mean us and a guy or us and a girl?" Patti asked intently. "Or both?"
Not going to lie, my first impulse with a girl. I mean, I'm a guy after all, but both?
"I hadn't thought about it," I said. "I guess a girl, but both? As in a foursome?"
"No, no," Patti said excitedly. "I mean one, then the other."
OK, this was getting really good.
"So we'd have one with a girl and one with a guy?" I asked.
"YES!" Patti said. "In FACT, if you'll have a full bisexual threesome with us and another guy, I will get you a threesome with a girl...the girl we both know of your CHOICE!"
"Of MY choice? If I kiss and suck and fuck a guy of your choice..."
"And you BOTH fuck me!"
"And we both fuck you, you'll get me the girl of my choice?"
"We'll work out the details," Patti said. "But, we have to have the one with the guy first."
"Why first?" I asked.
"Because that's how you get the girl of your choice, babe!" Patti said, leaning down to kiss my dick, then my nose.
TO BE CONTINUED...SOON!!!