“So then was I just your boy-toy, or something?”
“You could look at it that way. Yes, we were using you. The truth is Jen and I have been lovers of a long time.”
“I didn’t know you guys were gay.”
“We’re not. What we are is ‘bisexual.’ But we both tend to lean towards the lesbian end of the bisexual spectrum much more often than we do the heterosexual end. That’s all. So although Jen and I do enjoy a good fucking by a guy from time to time, we’d much rather spend most of our time tribbing with each other, or doing the double-headed dildo thing together.”
“So then you weren’t lying to me when you told me that you went to those frat parties, and picked up those guys so that you could let them have sex with you?”
“That’s right. Give that man a cigar! And Jen isn’t lying to you about having a boyfriend either. I mean, just like me, Jen likes to feel a real live human dick inside her pussy every once in a while. But the main reason Jen keeps dating Frank–and letting him have sex with her–is because she wants to outwardly portray herself as being a heterosexual woman, just like I do.
“That’s also the reason why Jen and I have our own separate bedrooms in this rent house. Otherwise, we would both just share Jen’s master bedroom, because it’s definitely large enough to accommodate both of us and all of our belongings.
“The bottom line is that neither of us is ready to come out of that bisexual closet just yet. Jen and I have agreed to finally do that after we graduate and find an apartment somewhere, so that we can permanently move in together and proudly present ourselves to the world as being a lesbian couple.”
“Holy shit! Mom and Dad are going to have cow when they hear about that.”
“Well, if you think that’s shocking, just wait ’til you hear the next part. Jen and I have been wanting to bring a child into our relationship for a long time now. But we didn’t have the money to be able to afford artificial insemination.
“But when you came along that night, you unexpectedly solved our problem for us. So Jen and I secretly made a pact with each other that we would both take turns fucking you for however long it took for you to finally get me pregnant.”
“What about Jen. Wasn’t she afraid that I might get her pregnant, too?”
“No. Jen’s endometriosis got so bad that she had to get a supracervical hysterectomy during her first year of college. So she’s still got her ovaries and Fallopian tubes, and her cervix. But she had to have most of her uterus removed. And therefore, it’s impossible for her to get pregnant, no matter how much she fucks her own baby brother bareback–or any other guy for that matter. That’s one of the biggest reason why she’s so pissed about her boyfriend refusing to fuck her without using a rubber.”
“Does Frank know about her hysterectomy?”
“Oh hell no! And now that I’ve spilled the beans, you’re the only other person in this world who knows, besides me and Jen, of course.
“I’m curious,” Pam said, abruptly switching subjects. “What exactly were Jen and I doing that first night when you started making that video of us?”
“You were both up on top of the bed and naked from waist down. And Rex was lying on his back between you guys, and Jen was leaning over his crotch, playing with his dick at first, and then giving him a blowjob. And you were masturbating the whole time that you were watching what Jen was doing to Rex.”
“Would you like to find out what really happened that night, before you ever arrived and began making your video?”
“Of course I would.”
“Well, first of all, Jen and I have never played Truth or Dare together by ourselves–only when we were at parties with lots of other people around. So that ‘Truth of Dare stuff’ was all made up by us, right there on the spot, as an excuse for what you caught us doing.”
“I’m impressed. You guys must be some really good actors, or liars, or something, because you had me believing your story that night. So then how did things really get to that point?”
“Well, Jen and I knew that you had gone to your fraternity party, and that we had the house to ourselves that night. And Jen knew that I was letting Rex fuck me at least once or twice a week–and sometimes even once or twice a day, if I happened to be ovulating and feeling super-horny at the time.
“But I was always doing it very quietly in private, in my own bedroom. The only reason that Jen knew about what I was doing with Rex was that I told her. Jen and I don’t keep any secrets from each other. That’s part of being a good lover.
“So that night when you caught us, I had gone into Jen’s bedroom to ask her something–I don’t exactly remember what. But that’s when she admitted to me that she was feeling super-horny.
“She walked over and stood right in front of me. And the next thing I knew, she just reached across and stuck her hand down inside the front of my house shorts, and she began groping away at my pussy, acting like she had never had her hands on my pussy before.
“And I immediately knew that Jen wasn’t lying to me about the ‘feeling super-horny’ part, because that was not the way that Jen and I normally started things out during our lovemaking.
“First of all, it should come as no surprise that in Jen’s and my relationship, I’m the one who always plays the more-dominant aggressive masculine-style role during sex. And Jen likes it that way, since she normally prefers to play a more passive and cooperative feminine-style role.
“So, I’m normally the one who makes the moves on Jen, and not the other way around. I’ll usually kiss her for a while first, and then we’ll both take our blouses off and feel out each other’s breasts, before I finally reach down into Jen’s crotch. And that’s when she’ll naturally respond by reaching down into my crotch, too. And that’s how we usually get the ball rolling.
“But this Jen–the who had just stuck her hand down into the front of my panties to play with my pussy–this was a whole new ‘Jen’ that was playing the dominant aggressive masculine-style role that I normally play. And that really threw me for a loop at the beginning. Especially when Jen suddenly pulled her hand up out of the front of my panties, and said to me, ‘Take off your fucking pants, and show me that hairy-ass pussy of yours!’
“So I took off my house shorts and my panties while Jen kept her eyes glued to my crotch, as she was removing her own shorts and panties at the same time.
“Then she told me to spread my legs apart. We were still standing up, face-to-face. And as soon as I spread my legs apart, like she told me to do, she reached across into my crotch, and shoved her fingers up deep into my pussy, and began finger-fucking the crap out of me.
“Then, while she kept finger-fucking me with one hand, he reached across with her other hand, and grabbed my wrist, and pulled my hand over to her bare pussy. And she spread her legs apart a little ways. And then she ordered me to start finger-fucking her pussy too, just like she was already doing to mine. And so I did.
“Then I asked her, ‘What happened to the ‘Jen’ I know? That ‘Jen’ would never come onto me like this.’
“And she said to me, ‘God damn it, Pam! Give me a fucking break here! I’m so horny right now I can’t stand it. Do you feel how wet I am? That’s ‘cuz I’m finally ready to do it, Pam. I’m not kidding. It’s all I’ve been thinking about this afternoon. I want to know what it’s like to get fucked by a dog. Will you please let Rex fuck me?’
“And I told her, ‘Sure. I was wondering how long it was going to take you to ask.’
“The reason why I said that to Jen was because it had been several months since I had first confessed to her that I was letting my dog fuck me. And ever since then, she had been asking me questions about how I did it, and how it felt, and that kind of stuff. But in the past, she had never said anything to me before to indicate that was she actually wanting to have sex with a dog herself. So I could barely believe the words that I had just heard coming out of Jen’s mouth.
“So Jen and I just stood there without saying a word to each other as we were staring into each other’s eyes while we finger-fucked each other’s pussies for a little while.
“And Jen was right about her pussy being sopping-wet. It was like that before my fingers ever came into contact with it. And now that I was fingering her pussy, her watery cum just kept dripping down onto the bedroom floor between her feet.
“I finally said to Jen, ‘So are you ready to do this? Because there’s really no turning back, once we get started with Rex.’
“And Jen nodded at me and told me, ‘I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.’
“And that’s when Jen and I finally pulled our fingers out of each other’s pussies, and we got up on top of the bed together. I called Rex into Jen’s bedroom and got him to jump up onto the bed with us. And I let Rex stick his muzzle in my crotch so that he could sniff and lick my pussy, which is something that he really seems to enjoy doing.
“By the way, that always feels fucking awesome! Especially when he’s lapping away at my clit with that rough tongue of his. That almost never fails to make me cum.
“And when Jen saw how much Rex’s licking was making me cum, she must have gotten jealous, because she told me that it was her turn to find out what it felt like to have a dog licking her pussy.
“So I pulled Rex’s muzzle up out of my crotch and moved it over to Jen’s. And he immediately began sniffing and licking her pussy, just like he had been doing to mine.
“And within less than minute after Rex had begun lapping away at her clit and her pussy, Jen said to me, ‘Oh my God, Pam! It feels fucking awesome! Your dog’s making me cum. I don’t believe it!’
“I watched as Jen came hard. And as Rex kept licking away at her pussy, she just kept cumming over and over again, until she finally begged me to pull Rex’s tongue away from her pussy, saying that she just couldn’t stand it anymore.
“So I grabbed Rex by the muzzle, and pulled his nose and tongue out of Jen’s pussy. But I guess I was too late to prevent Jen from cumming again. Because she started orgasming her ass off, without Rex’s help this time.
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