Story For Another Time

I said that the story of me asking Bill and Ted (remember them?) to let me sit in on a session of deflowering was a story for another time, and I guess it's another time, so I'll tell it.

As I said, they preferred freshman, particularly virgins. As it turned out, that didn't happen that often, so I didn't get to see an actual defloweration (if that's even a word) but I did get to see them take a girl who'd never had two guys before. They said that if I could find someone who fit their particular tastes, they'd let me watch. They got a fuck for nothing, and I got to watch, so everyone was happy.

I knew this girl with whom I had fooled around a little bit while we were both drunk. She was a freshman, typical bimbo really, tan, blond, the kind of freshman that gets featured in Girls Gone Wild videos because she's dumb and pretty easy to get to do stuff, but she wasn't a slut, at least not that I'd heard from anyone. I think she had a boyfriend back home or something, but when she got a little liquor in her (and I mean a little; she had the staying power of a gnat) she became much more open.

When Bill and Ted told me I had to find someone, she was on my list, and I happened to run into her in a social situation. She was a social butterfly too, always out at parties, whereas I wasn't, just walking through. But she saw me before I saw her, called me over, wanted me to hang out. I guess I was the only upperclassman (well, upperclasswoman, but I don't think that's an official term) she knew. She was already pretty well on her way to passing out, and while I copped a few feels, I wasn't really interested in drunken sex, especially since I had my roomie back at the dorm waiting for me.

But I did have the presence of mind to ask her if she'd like to double-date with me, and she said, "Yeah, sure!" and even though I was positive she wouldn't remember a thing the next day, I said I'd make the arrangements.

Well, the next day she called and asked if I'd forgotten our date, and I was happy as a clam to confirm. I called Bill and Ted and set up a date with them and her and everything.

When the day rolled around, I wasn't sure it was a terrific idea. For one thing, as I said, I wasn't into either Bill or Ted, and for another I wasn't that into dating at the time, and for a third I wasn't sure how it would go, since the intention was for me to get this freshman, call her Carrie, to fuck these two strange guys so I could watch. I made sure there would be booze. I'm not proud of that, really, but I did it.

We went over to their room to meet them, and there was alcohol aplenty, of which Carrie availed herself with the typical freshman vigor, and pretty soon it was clear that we didn't need to go anywhere. Ted started making out with her while they sort of danced to music, and Bill kind of looked at me like he wanted to know what I wanted. "She's yours, if you can get her," I said, sitting back on the bed.

After a while, with Carrie sort of making out with Bill and Ted in turns, she finally wanted to know, drunkenly, what was going on. "Well, the guys would like some action, and you look like you'd like some too, so I'm just going to move and let you get on with it," I said as evenly as I could. Bill's hand was already pulling off her pants. If she'd have resisted, I would have stopped them, I think, but she just laughed drunkenly and let them do what they wanted.

"Have you ever had two guys?" Ted asked her.

"Nope," she giggled.

Within the space of a few moments, they had her pants down around her ankles, showing off a very nice body indeed, covered only by this teeny little red thong. Her shirt came up, and she was wearing no bra, so maybe she was sluttier than reported. Then she got on her knees and Ted's cock was in her mouth, while Bill stripped off his clothes and then bent to stroke her backside before slipping his fingers under the thong. It was like watching a porno, live, only much, much more authentic. I mean, the technique wasn't professional at all, and they weren't concerned about angles, and I really enjoyed it, to the point where I slipped my fingers into my own jeans and stroked my wet slit while I watched.

Carrie switched to work clumsily on Bill while Ted got undressed, and then they pulled her up to the bed. "Who do you want first, little girl?" they asked her. She giggled and looked at both cocks, then picked Bill. He stripped off her panties and then hopped onto the bed with her, and within moments he had pushed into her and was fucking her. She was a moaner, or he was being rough. They made quite a lot of noise.

Ted was looking to get some action from her on the other end, but she sort of held his cock and couldn't get it together to suck it at all. Bill was rutting her so hard, and she was gasping and wailing and spreading her legs wider and wider. He was talking dirty to her too, all sorts of naughty things. It was odd; they were quite different from when they had been with me and Gwen. Maybe they were performing for me, or maybe they just got into younger girls. Carrie couldn't have been more than 18. If that, honestly; she was a young freshman.

"I'm gonna cum," announced Bill, and pulled out and knelt so he could splash her face with cum. She flinched but was pretty much too drunk to care. "Now get on your hands and knees for my buddy, okay girlie?"

They helped her over, and she giggled as Ted slapped her ass and then gripped it and pressed into her already-fucked cunt. I guess he didn't mind sloppy seconds, although it couldn't have been that sloppy, with no cum. I came at some point, although it wasn't as nice as it would have been if I'd had a cock inside me, and after a while I pulled my jeans down and then my panties and just stroked it openly. Bill came over and watched with me, and I took his limp cock and stroked it, then when he demanded, sucked it as it started to get hard again.

Ted came too after awhile, pulling out and splashing her back, then wiping it up with a towel they had by the bed. "Did you like that?" he asked her.

She had collapsed to her face, and I was worried until she rolled over slowly and grinned. "Gimme another drink," she said, and they passed her the bottle, whereupon she took a mammoth slug and giggled and dribbled some down her chin as she laughed. "I'm loaded," she said.

"Ever had a dick in your asshole?" asked Bill, looking first at me, then Carrie, and grinning widely.

"No, I don't do that," she said.

"Come on, it'll be fun," he said.

"I don't know..." she said, but she was pretty far gone.

"Guys, if you're going to do that, you need to lube up; I don't want you hurting her," I insisted.

"Sure, sure," said Bill. "Now you be a good girl and clean my buddy off, because I want another helping of sweet young gash." He lay down on the bed and helped the drunken freshman to get on top of him, then he started working her hips up and down on him. Her tits bounced in a very alluring way, and I wondered if I could have a taste of them. But first I brought Ted back to life, then he lubed up, using way too little lube, and got behind.

"Ready girlie?" he grinned.

"I don't..." she began, but then she stopped and groaned, and I was ready to pull him off her. "Ow," she said.

"It's okay, it gets better," said Ted as he forced his cock into her virgin rectum. I wanted to stop them, but part of me just found the whole thing so fucking arousing. I took a swig from the bottle and then offered Carrie one, which she choked on.

"It hurts," she said.

"Damn she's tight," said Ted.

"Do her bro," said Bill.

And by god, they did her. Her complaints quieted after a while, and she even let me kiss her and then stroke her breasts, full and young, while both Bill and Ted held her hips in place and fucked her from both directions. She grimaced sometimes, and her breath was coming quickly, but she stopped complaining.

They kept asking her whether she liked having a cock in her ass, and it was annoying after a while. Guys, we get it. You like to feel powerful, and you want us to like it. But you don't need to beat the point to death.

After a few minutes, Ted grunted, "I'm gonna fill your tight little asshole with jizz, little girl," and then he must have cum, because a minute later he pulled back. "Fuck, my cock's got shit on it," he said. Bill laughed, and Ted headed to the bathroom like it was nothing much. They must have had their share of shitty cocks. For me, that would be a turnoff, but for them, I guess it wasn't.

"You want me to cum inside you too, little girl? Pump you full of my man juice?" Bill asked, gripping Carrie's hips and pressing up.

She shook her head no like it was going to fall off. She was really out of it. "Bill, pull out, she's done for the evening," I said.

"You can't tell me what to do," he grunted.

"Yes, I can," I said. "You really want to knock her up? She doesn't know what's going on. If you want to cum in something, you can do it in me if you want."

Bill finally relented after a moment (see, I told you he was a dick) and let Carrie roll off him and lie there panting. "Get over here and finish me then," he grunted, and I was happy to hop onto his cock and let him paint my insides white. I even had a little O while doing so. By that point, Ted was back.

We let Carrie sleep it off a little after I made sure she wasn't going to die. She woke up when I shook her and looked like she was worn out more than ready to choke on vomit. I chewed them out a little for being dicks and taking advantage, and they said, "Fuck you," without any particular malice. To tell the truth, I didn't like this girl and I had found the whole thing pretty arousing, to the point where I asked Bill if he could get it up for a third, and he got it up and then fucked my ass hard while Ted had fun stroking my cunt and giving me several Os. Then Bill pulled out and sprayed his cum all over Carrie's nude, sleeping body, and I laughed and licked it up. She woke up halfway through and wanted to know what was happening, but I kissed her to shut her up and then finished, passing some cum to her when I kissed her again.

I managed to get her back into her clothes, although her thong had vanished, and then despite the protestations of all three parties, I got her out of there. I'm a horrible person, but not that horrible.

After that, I wasn't particularly interested in Bill or Ted, and Carrie was not my cup of tea at all, so I don't know what happened. She might have toddled right back there after I put her in her room and gotten fucked 17 ways to Sunday, but if so, that's her problem, not mine. Sometimes, when I really wanted a DP, I wished that Bill and Ted were there, but really, that was just because they would have done it, not because I wanted them in particular.

Anyway, that's that story, and I hope you understand that I'm weak, and also I was younger and stupider. The fact that I probably would do it again speaks to my character. But I wouldn't let them do it with Sveta, for instance. The fact that she might go off to college and get taken advantage of in the same way by someone has crossed my mind, but hopefully she's a smarter girl than that. I've certainly tried to make sure she is. Now if she wants to have two guys in college, that's something different. I would heartily support that.