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She knelt between his feet at the side of the bed and began
stroking his cock.

“Mmmmmm baby.  You always know what I need,” he said, already
sounding even more relaxed.

Serena thought this would pacify him for a while so she could get
some work done and possibly still make it to Professor Lane’s class in the
morning, so she began to fondle his balls with her other hand.  She loved to
hear that she was pleasing him, and between moans, he told her to keep going.  
She continued long, even strokes on his cock as it grew thicker in her petite
hand and then let the index finger of her other hand trace a line down his
perineum.

“Ohhhhh God, baby….like that,” he begged, barely above a whisper.

“Shhhh,” she said, swirling her finger around and getting forever
closer to his anus.  “Just lay back and enjoy it, baby.  Relaaaaax.”      

She brought her face down between his legs, salivating as she
still held his cock in her hand.  She began to kiss his balls passionately,
devouring them and covering them with wet kisses.  She felt his skin wet with
her saliva as her face pressed between his legs, sucking hungrily and drawing
the skin between her lips.  Her lips and tongue massaged and teased the entire
area from his balls to perineum and anus.

She loved to breathe deeply the manly scent of him; she was so
turned on by all of it even without being touched by him at all.  She felt her
pussy tingle and throb hot and wet and felt the slick wetness trickle onto the
inside of her upper thigh.  She began to moan and make sounds like she was
enjoying such a delicious feast as she continued her loving assault on him with
her adoring lips and tongue.  She wanted to reach down and rub her clit as she
took care of him, and her desire for him grew with each stroke and kiss, but
she tried to keep it all about pleasing him.

She could no longer wait to have his cock in her mouth, so she
quickly stood up and hopped onto the bed, turned around, and straddled him, all
before he was aware of what just happened.  He opened his eyes and only saw her
swollen pussy open before him, hovering in front of his face and practically
dripping with wetness.  She didn’t waste any time before going down on him,
quickly taking his whole length deeply into her mouth.  She usually liked to
take her time, working her way from the base to teasing around the tip before
taking him all in, but this time she just wanted his cock as quickly as
possible.

He started to caress the silky skin of the ass cheeks that were
presented in his face but soon slipped his fingers into her hot wet pussy and
rubbed her swollen clit.  She sucked him deeply, ramming his cock as deep as
she could take it, gagging lightly a couple times, and her saliva ran down over
his balls as she held them in her hand.  His fingers left her clit and slipped
inside her, both of them moaning as he finger fucked her and her wet fingers
found his waiting asshole.  She stroked it teasingly before slowly inserting
her fingertip into him.  He was so wet from her saliva that her ring finger
slipped effortlessly inside; just a little to her first knuckle was enough to
please him, but he groaned loudly as she let it slide a bit deeper and
simultaneously let his cock plunge into the back of her throat.

He grabbed her hips and rolled them both onto their sides.  She
stopped sucking him only long enough to change positions, and she squealed with
delight as he thrust his tongue into her wet pussy.  He vigorously licked and
sucked and then tickled her clit with his tongue and sucked it between his
lips.  She moaned and quivered with each stroke of his tongue and continued
sucking his cock deeply and wetly.  She had slowed to a more relaxed pace as
she enjoyed the intense tongue lashing she was receiving and stopped for
frequent calls of “Oh God!” which made him hold her tighter and bury his face
deeper in her pussy.

They lay pleasuring each other, and she loved the feeling of the
rough stubble of his unshaven face rubbing on the delicate, sensitive skin of
her pussy.  He thrust his tongue into her vagina as her muscles tightened
around it while he rubbed her clit with a fingertip then he would switch and
flick his tongue on her clit while slipping his fingers inside to stimulate her
G-spot  

He was relentless as he caressed and stroked each spot, each
orgasm flowing into the next, and just when she thought she couldn’t bear any
more, he held her tighter and continued with as much voracity as she had
earlier.  She surrendered completely to him and moaned and cried in pleasure,
letting his cock escape from her so she could fully enjoy her orgasm, then
capturing it again in her warm hungry mouth.

His cock swelled and pre-cum flowed salty-sweet, and she knew that
he would cum soon, so she focused again on him.  She heard his breathing slow
while she calmed down a little herself, and he loosened his grip on her.  She let
the intensity subside for a few moments and continued again until he said he
was going to cum, although she already felt from his reactions exactly when it
would be and needed no words.  She took his cock deep into her mouth one final
time, and he thrust deeper, releasing his abundant milky load into her.  She
swallowed each hot surge as it shot into her throat.  It flowed and covered her
tongue as she licked him clean, not letting a drop of his cum go to waste. 
When she finally milked him of all he had, they lay quietly for a few minutes,
not moving at all, just holding each other.

Serena thought it was so erotic when he would kiss her after he
went down on her, but he didn’t feel the same way about tasting his own cum
when she kissed him.  She was thirsty anyway, so she left him to get a glass of
water.  She paused briefly at the window to look up at the stars and thought he
had dozed off that quickly because he lay silently with a slight smile on his
face, so she carefully snuggled into bed, trying not to disturb him.  He surprised
her when he turned toward her, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her
softly.  They were both relaxed and satisfied, sharing occasional soft kisses
and tender words as they drifted off to a blissful sleep together.

Serena
phoned Maggie the next day after class while Hani was at the office. She asked Maggie
if she recovered from the night before because they both had quite a few
drinks, and she also brought up the subject of Shane's rude behavior.

“Serena...I
don't know...sometimes he’s a really nice guy, and we have a lot of fun
together,” Maggie confided.  “But sometimes he acts like a total asshole…as we
all witnessed last night.” 

She
clammed up after that, which was very unlike Maggie.  She usually had trouble
keeping her words in, not letting them out.

“Talk
to me, Mary Magdelene,” Serena said, in a teasing tone because she knew Maggie
didn't like it when anyone used her full name.  “What's going on?  What
happened?”

“Well...I
told you how we go out for drinks and sometimes get a bite to eat together, and
things start to go really well.  He starts acting sweet and opening doors for
me and stuff.  Then at the end of the night, he like goes to kiss me and I
don't know.  He always pulls back.”

“When
does he pull back?  After the kiss or during?”  Serena asked attentively, eager
to comprehend the situation.

“Well,
we start making out and stuff, you know.  Things go pretty far sometimes...I
gave him head before…I didn't swallow...sometimes I just give him a hand job
when we're making out.   It, like, always goes just so far, and ...he kisses me
and feels me up and stuff, but as soon as he gets off, he's done.  He doesn't
do anything more.  Hasta la vista, Maggie”

“I
wouldn't worry about it...some guys are just like that... I know it's
frustrating to not get your muffin buttered when you do everything for
him...but he told me last night when you went to talk to Maria that he really
likes you.” 

Maggie
giggled at her buttered muffin comment, an inside joke from one of their favorite
movies, although they had never heard anyone use that slang in real life.  They
had watched the movie so many times together that they could recite every line,
and Serena hoped the reference would lighten Maggie’s spirits.

“Really?! 
He really said that?!”  Maggie shouted into the phone.  She was so shocked to
hear that he did in fact like her, despite how greedy he was with his
affection.

“Yes,
really.  Now tell me the rest,” Serena urged.

“Well...I
remember what you told me about that one time...that you saw Shane alone in the
stockroom and he had his dick out...and you...” She let her voice trail off for
Serena to fill in the blanks.

“Yeah,
he felt me up, and I helped him get himself off,” Serena added nonchalantly,
finishing Maggie’s sentence.

“You
know...I kind of liked him before that, and I never told you.  He never gave me
the time of day, not like he did with you, but I thought he would be...you
know...easy...so I went for it and we started hanging out.”  Her voice had
lightened and Serena could tell that she really liked him.

“Well,
every time we start making out, he only wants to get himself off, whether I do
it or he does it.  He acts like he likes me and he will feel me up, but...” 
Maggie paused again, and Serena felt a twinge of guilt creep over her.  She
knew she had to confess to her best friend and come clean about Shane.

“Maggie...You
know I would never do anything to hurt you, and I swear I didn't know you liked
him.  If I knew, I wouldn't have ever...I wouldn't have ever--” Serena
struggled to find the words.

“Ever
what?” Maggie asked, suddenly becoming very suspicious of her.

“Well...that
time wasn't the only that I met Shane back there,” Serena confessed.

She
felt so ashamed about it now when she just thought of it as fun before but was
also relieved to get it off her chest.  She was with Hani now, and suddenly she
was embarrassed that she had done such careless, juvenile things before and not
that long before meeting him.  And now she knew that Maggie had feelings for
Shane all along when she was screwing around with him, and she felt as though
she was stabbing Maggie in the back.  Maggie hadn't said another word, and they
sat in silence for a minute.

“Maggie?” 
Serena asked, cautiously breaking the silence.  “Honey...are you there?”

“Yeah...I'm
just...” Maggie replied quietly. 

Serena
thought I heard her sniffle and thought she couldn't possibly be this upset
about it.  She patiently waited for her to continue.  Whatever way this went,
she had planned on talking it over and working it out with her.

“Ya
know...he always did talk about you a lot.  I mean, he asked about you a lot,
but I guess I was just desperate for attention, and I know you guys were involved,
so I thought--”

“Maggie...he
likes you...I swear, he likes you,” Serena pleaded with her.  “What he did with
me meant nothing.”

“Serena,
can I ask you something?”  Maggie asked.  She knew they could talk about
anything and not hide anything, so she continued. “How many times did you...and
what...I mean...how far did you go?”

Serena
took a deep breath, knowing that she had to confess everything, and before now
she hadn't felt any shame about it but now wondered how to find the words to
explain it and justify it.  Maggie knew that she wasn't anywhere near being a
virgin, and it wasn't any secret that they both loved flirting and hooking up
with guys, but she didn't know how to respond. 

Her
mind raced trying to find the right words, and before long, her words were
running out of her mouth uncontrolled.  She told her everything.  She told her
how she approached Shane that first time and how things went each time.  She
stressed to Maggie how all he ever did was get himself off as he looked at her
or touched her, but he never once tried to get into her pants. She ensured her
that she never gave him oral sex, not that it really made it any better.  She
explained how he would meet her by her register at work and how they met
regularly in the stockroom, once or twice a week, and Serena thought somehow
that confessing cleared her of any responsibility for it. 

She
could hear music playing in the background, but Maggie wasn't speaking.  They
sat again in silence, and Serena wasn't even sure if Maggie was hurt or mad or
just needed a few minutes to put it together in her head.  Out of habit, Serena
sang along quietly to the chorus of the song as it played in the background,
the way you do when you’re put on hold and you sing and hum along with whatever
is playing to entertain yourself.  They had sat through two songs when Maggie
finally sighed and cleared her throat.

“Well…I
guess that explains a lot,” she said, at first sounding unaffected by Serena’s
confession but quickly turned accusatory.  “And you! Serena, I knew you were a
little slut, but I didn't know just how much...So...you can have him!”

Serena
interrupted her and said that she didn't want Shane and never wanted Shane, but
she cut her off.

“You
can have Shane, and you can have Hani, and you can have any other guy that you
want to fuck around with or blow or lead on or whatever the hell you want to
do!  You win!  Take him!  Fucking take them all!”

“Maggie! 
Come on!” Serena shouted.  “That's not fair!  That's not what I --”