Making College Free Pt. 15

Ahh, young love... who doesn't enjoy it. Will Alexis and Rebeccah have trouble in paradise? Or will they have crazy, kinky, sexy fun? Yes! Enjoy the read

April

Now that the girls were engaged, the dynamic in the frat was… weird. At first the guys were a little tentative. Were they still allowed to use Alexis per the agreement? What about Rebeccah? The ambiguity lasted one very frustrating week before Rebeccah grabbed Brent in the large foyer and spent an afternoon riding his big dick while screaming, “Fucking use this slut!” every time someone walked in. She was slightly embarrassed when a couple sorority girls she recognized from class showed up with Hector one day. Then she decided she should embrace her new found sluttiness and started sliding her pussy all the way up Brent’s shaft before slamming herself back down, revealing the full extent of the mammoth cock invading her.

By the time she flicked the switch on the orgasm suppressors she and Brent were wearing, she was so worked up that the explosion caused her to black out while Brent pumped what felt like a gallon of cum into her. As she lay there on the cool tile, she could hear Brent’s panting next to her and, from somewhere far above, the soft appreciative clapping of two small, delicate female hands. Her eyes opened, instantly tracking to and staring at her beloved, Alexis. Her fiancee.

She giggled as she watched Alexis descend the ornate stairs. She was wearing a pair of tight little daisy dukes and a thin silk pajama top through which her nipples poked out prominently. “Why are you laughing, lover?” the petite woman asked.

“I just thought of you as my fiancee,” Rebeccah said, her eyes closed as she rolled the word over in her head.

Alexis put her hands on her hips in mock indignation, “And the thought of me as your fiancee is funny? It’s funny?!?”

Rebeccah opened her eyes and smirked, “Well, you have to admit, most people would be surprised to hear you’re settling down.”

“Settling down?” she said, continuing her tone of faux outrage. She flicked a switch on the black bulb in her hand and Brent’s cock started inflating again. He groaned a mixture of agonized exhaustion and lust as his neurons overwhelmed his brain with sensations. “I’m not settling down… and I’m certainly not, ‘Off the Market’!” Alexis stood above him, pulled her shorts to the side and dropped down on Brent, impaling herself on him in one long, deep stroke. She sighed, “Fuck I’ve missed this… The stupid boys in this fraternity haven’t been doing their job this last week.”

Rebeccah stared for a moment, she was always surprised that Alexis was able to so easily take Brent’s gargantuan cock inside her. As she often did, she tried to picture where it was on her. Surely her liver, stomach and kidneys were being jostled to accommodate the spear she was now impaled on. It had to go up almost to her rib cage. Rebeccah crawled over and leaned up far enough to kiss her lover’s soft, pink lips. “I think they’re afraid… that’s why I’ve been putting on a show all day.”

“You really like being the house slut, don’t you?” Alexis said, casually riding Brent as if it was normal for her to have nearly a foot of cock inside her.

Rebeccah didn’t answer the question at first. She was still somewhat afraid to. She’d come such a long way in so short a time but she still had trouble thinking of herself as… a slut… She wanted to. When she was turned on, she was happy to. But in those post-orgasm moments of clarity one often gets, she wasn’t so sure. Nevertheless, watching the laid back debauchery in front of her was already getting her motor revving. That little bit of eroticism almost gave her the courage to say what she wanted to say but instead she held herself back and asked, “What are your plans for next year? Like… where are you going to live?”

Alexis fixed her gaze on Rebeccah and kissed her sweetly, groaning as the change in angle caused Brent’s cock to hit her more deeply. “Where are WE going to live?”

Rebeccah blushed and gave a small, embarrassed chuckle, “Yeah… that’s gonna take some getting used to.”

“I figured I’d rent us a place while you keep going to school. Money’s not really an issue for me, you know?”

“Yeah, I remember your parents house.”

“You remember my brother’s cock,” Alexis said, eyes rolling as she ground her pelvis against Brent’s exhausted thrusts.

“Bitch,” Rebeccah said, still internally struggling with what she wanted to tell Alexis. “Are you going to get a job?”

“A job? Are you fucking kidding me? In this economy? Who would hire a freshly graduated film student who’s only references are frat bros raving about my tight holes?”

“So what are you going to do?”

“What I’ve always wanted to… I’m going to make the best porn ever. Porn that follows a story and uses the sex to tell that story. Porn with believable characters that get into all kinds of hot, kinky fun.”

“Yeah? Got any ideas?” Rebeccah asked, feeling herself moisten at the thought of being fucked on camera.

“A few… nothing solid, yet.”

Rebeccah suppressed her disappointment. Alexis wasn’t a mind reader.

“Well,” she said, kissing her fiancee’s lips again and reveling in the moan that emanated from the fiery redhead's mouth. “We can have fun brainstorming plots… and reading scripts together.”

She excused herself as Alexis continued to ride Brent. There were dozens of other cocks in this house and she was determined to fuck them all.

—

Rebeccah continued to bury her thoughts for several days, losing herself in the renewed attention of the men in the house. She managed to fuck ALMOST all the brothers. There were, unfortunately, always some that had traditional ideas of loyalty and propriety that felt like they couldn’t “cheat” on their girlfriends.

“Pfff… she knows what goes on here… bring that cock over here. I’ve still got an open hole,” she said to Jeremy.

The bespectacled young man shook his head, “No thanks, Becci. I’ll take a rain check for when I’m single though, okay?”

Rebeccah smiled, “Sounds great stud,” she continued to ride the man underneath her while somebody, she realized she didn’t even know who, reamed her ass from behind.

“Rebeccah? Becci? Babe? I found it… I found it!”

Rebeccah stood up, leaving the two horny men frustrated and awkwardly close when the female between them was suddenly removed. “Found what?”

“I found… wait for it… our new home!”

“Yeah?” Rebeccah said, a mixture of emotions roiling through her.

“It’s gorgeous. The penthouse of a high rise downtown,” she said, showing off the broker’s pamphlet. Like most people, Rebeccah had walked around her neighborhood as a kid and looked at the little printouts that real estate agents still put outside of homes. Sometimes the simplest things lasted the longest despite innovation. But those one paper printouts were nothing compared to what she was holding in her hand. The shiny five panel pamphlet was expertly put together with high quality mutable 4d images that showed every room in the building from a variety of navigable views.

“Geezus… how much is this place?”

“Don’t worry, baby.”

“You think there’s enough room?” she said sarcastically.

Alexis was too excited to pick up on it and answered earnestly. “Seriously? It’s 3 stories, 3400 square feet. The master bathroom is bigger than my bedroom here. And there’s even an obvious playroom for us. We could make a sexy little dungeon to keep our playthings tormented in,” she said. “Speaking of… where’s little missy Chrissy?”

“I sent her out for groceries. Brent has instructions to pulse her up to a 10 every 60 seconds.”

“I love your diabolical little mind,” Alexis said, giving her a big kiss. “Can we go look at it tomorrow?”

“Uhh… sure,” Rebeccah said.

“You’re gonna love it, lover.”

The knots in Rebeccah’s stomach told a different story.

Despite her reluctance, however, Rebeccah did indeed love the apartment. Anyone would. It was amazing. It was so amazing, she felt ridiculously out of place in it, however. “I grew up in a normal 3 bedroom, 2 bath ranch house. We didn’t have marbles to play with… let alone marble countertops.”

“They’re granite,” Alexis said, “The only marble in here is in the foyer… oh… and I guess the bathroom tiles. Maybe the laundry room to… I can’t remember,” Alexis said as her voice trailed off.

“Not my point, babe.”

“I know… but it’s okay to live a little. You’re marrying into my family, you need to get used to it.”

Rebeccah was silent, knowing that the opulence wasn’t really the thing bothering her about the apartment. “Are there any issues with us having… uhh… parties?”

“Not really,” the agent said. She was a cute raven haired beauty with porcelain skin. When she’d introduced herself as “Julianna” with a beautiful french accent, both Rebeccah and Alexis had exchanged looks, silently sizing up the beautiful girl. “The house is equipped with the best sound proofing and anti-surveillance hardware. The previous tenants were the family of one of the Good Will Hunting guys.”

“Matt Damon?”

“Ben Affleck?” Alexis asked simultaneously. They laughed together and exchanged a little kiss.

“Uhh… Stellen Skarsgard’s kid,” she said, checking her notes.

“Alexander? Bill? Isn’t there a third one?” Alexis asked.

“Stefan, maybe?”

Julianna again checked her notes, “Uhh… Valter it says here.”

The two girls frowned, “Whatever,” Alexis said, waving off the inquiry, “The former tenants aren’t the important thing. It’s the future tenants that matter, right babe?”

“Right,” Rebeccah said, forcing a smile to her face. Alexis looked at her, sensing something wasn’t quite right. “When can we move in… if we wanted it?”

“It’s vacant now… you could move in tomorrow if you wanted to,” the agent said, dollar signs practically springing from her eyes.

“Well… we’d like to have a couple changes made to a couple rooms if that’s okay?”

“Of course,” Julianna said, her french accent doing strange things to Rebeccah’s wildly oversexed pussy. Alexis handed her a small black memory chit with a red and gold symbol blazoned across it. “Oh… THOSE kind of modifications.”

“Yeah,” Alexis said, smiling at Rebeccah. They’d discussed the two playrooms they wanted last night but Rebeccah was surprised to see she’d already made the phone calls and gotten plans from the company. “Does that… interest you?” Alexis said. Her eyes flicked over to Rebeccah who licked her lips hungrily.

“Oh… you Americans are so forward sometimes,” she said without a hint of malice or judgment.

“Really?” Rebeccah said, feeling her confidence surge. She took a step forward, stepping just slightly closer than was appropriate. “Usually Europeans think we’re so… prudish.” She raised her hand and stroked Julianna’s skin softly.

Alexis took her own step forward and now they flanked the french woman. Her breathing was suddenly heavy. Her breasts rising and falling hypnotically. Alexis whispered in a deep sultry voice, “So… would you like to know what we have planned?”

“Yes,” she said softly, finally letting the intensity of the moment affect her.

“Well… we like to have toys to play with… pets to… amuse ourselves with,” Alexis said, now whispering into the girl’s ear. She was having to stand on her toes to get high enough to do it but balance wasn’t an issue because she now had one hand stroking along the woman’s neck while the other teased her arm. “We make sure our pets enjoy themselves… in EVERY way.” Alexis’s fingers trailed up and grazed the woman’s nipples through her thin shirt and bra. Julianna shuddered and let out a gasp of relief at the light touch.

Rebeccah walked up to the young woman and looked at her from inches away. She was older than them, but only by a couple years. She looked so proper and professional just two minutes prior but now she was practically panting in a way that Rebeccah easily recognized. She said, “Want to help us christen the new apartment… right now?”

Julianna’s eyes snapped wide open, “I… I shouldn’t.”

“Are you showing the place to anyone else?”

She shook her head reluctantly. Rebeccah’s hand reached down and pulled the hem of the woman’s tight, professional skirt up slightly, finger nails teasing the skin of the woman’s inner thigh. “So we’ve got time… if you’re really lucky, after we fuck you and you beg to be our new pet, we might actually keep you… IF you’re lucky.”

Alexis smirked, enjoying watching Rebeccah vamp it up as they tag teamed the seduction. Julianna whispered, “Please?”

“Mmm… good girl,” Rebeccah said and closed the gap, kissing Julianna with a sudden intensity that shocked the other two women. Julianna barely responded at first before melting into Rebeccah as their tongues danced intimately. Rebeccah pressed her thigh between the other woman’s legs, forcing them apart and being rewarded with Julianna’s grunts as she ground her hips into Rebeccah’s leg.

“MMm… you two are HOT!” Alexis said, stripping her t-shirt and shorts off revealing that she was, unsurprisingly, wearing nothing underneath. The smalle, petite redhead dropped down to her knees and shoved Julianna’s skirt up before practically ripping her panties off. Rebeccah and Julianna were now frantically making out, hands roaming across each other, squeezing breasts and ass and caressing hips, necks, arms and thighs. Within that tornado of erotic activity, Alexis found the thing she had been hungering for for the last 15 minutes. The moist pink french cunt at the center of their target. The pussy was obviously routinely shaved but she hadn’t done it in a couple days leaving a thin covering of wispy hairs that Alexis’s tongue snaked across. Julianna nearly fell as her knees wobbled. Rebeccah had to practically pin her to the wall to keep her up.

The result was that Julianna was now trapped under the assault of Alexis’s expert tongue. Her skirt was hiked up to her waist and Rebeccah had worked the buttons all open on her shirt. She shoved the delicate lace bra cup aside and dipped her tongue to the woman’s perky pink nipple. The gasp that came from Julianna’s pouty lips was music to her ears and just spurred both women on. Alexis wormed a finger into her sopping wet cunt. Rebeccah grabbed her wrists and pressed them to the wall. Alexis let a finger tease around Julianna’s asshole. Rebeccah pinched her nipple, giving it a painful twist that made her pussy gush into Alexis’s open mouth.

They were a team. A well oiled machine as they brought the woman to the edge of orgasm several times before teasing her back down and back up again over and over. They’d done this to Christen so many times it was old hat. That didn’t make it any less fun or exciting for them, however. Quite the contrary. The feigned reluctance of a new conquest always made it exciting. Watching the switch from “Maybe we shouldn’t” to “Oh Hell Yes!” always gave Rebeccah chills. It was one of her biggest kinks, in no small part because she’d experienced it herself at every level for the last 8 months.

By the time they were finished with Julianna, all three of them were a hot sweaty mess as they lay entangled on the floor of one of the empty rooms. “So… you still want to see the playroom when it’s finished?”

“Oh Hell Yes!” she said.

Alexis got a wicked look on her face. "So you want to be one of our little pets? A plaything for us?"

Suddenly shy again, Julianna nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

"Good… then you'll be at our open house wearing a trenchcoat, five inch heels and nothing else."

Julianna paled slightly but Rebeccah added, "Also, you'll have 'Alexis's Slut' written here," she said, stroking the pale flesh around her left breast, "and here," she switched to the right breast, "you'll write 'Rebecca's Whore', okay?"

Julianna nodded, eyes closed as she pictures walking into a party of strangers and dropping her coat, revealing herself as Rebeccah had demanded. The thought made her squirm.

The three got dressed, giggling and teasing each other and Alexis signed the relevant paperwork, starting the ball rolling on renting the luxurious apartment.

Alexis was a bundle of energy on the way home. She kept talking about various ideas for her first pornographic movie. What would win her an award? Could she become the second NC17 rated movie to win an Oscar? Was it crazy to even think like that?

“What we need is a compelling heroine,” Alexis said at one point. Rebeccah was barely listening, trapped in her own thoughts. “And she needs an arc, you know?”

“No… what do you mean?”

“She needs to evolve over the course of the movie. And the viewer needs to be invested in that evolution.”

“Like growing up and becoming more mature?”

“Sure… but that’s not really exciting… or at least I can’t think of a way to make it sexual.”

Rebeccah nodded, understanding slightly but having no ideas of her own. She changed the subject, “That was really hot… with Julianna just now. I liked doing that with you… conquering her together.”

“MMmm… I love when girls go from reluctant or shy to turbo slut. Of course, she did it a lot faster than you did… you had a real long journey.”

There was a pause, “Would that work in a movie?” Rebeccah asked, wheels turning.

“What do you mean?” Alexis asked.

“What if your heroine was a lot like me… shy, sheltered. Uncertain of what she wants and a little scared of sex and how good it feels.”

“Ohh… yeah… I like that… we could open with her masturbating, seeing images in her mind that are actually scenes from later in the movie. A sort of foreshadowing that appears like idle fantasy. And when she’s finished, we show her Mom yelling at her… no… that’s too cliche… she’s not repressed… she’s scared. We show her Mom talking to her. Telling her about how sex can be so good it takes over your life.”

“See… this sounds hot,” Rebeccah said.

“But what’s her journey look like? Where does she live? What happens?”

“What if… uhmm… what if it’s me… living at the frat house… become a free use slut and slowly learning to love it?”

Alexis looked at Rebeccah, “You want to live at the frat house? Wait… is that what’s been bothering you?” Alexis said, leaning up and suddenly getting much more serious.

“N… No… No, definitely not. I want to live with you. But… but I kinda want to have a year as the free use frat house girl all to myself… I don’t know…” Rebeccah was now squirming in her seat, “Servicing all those nice big cocks myself… you know?”

Alexis smirked, “You little skank!”

Rebeccah blushed bright red and playfully pushed Alexis away, “I just… you lit a fire in me… and I’d like to keep exploring that… and maybe you could film it and we could shoot scenes with the brothers… and it would seem super, super real that way… You could film it sort of documentary style, right? Maybe even make it like you don’t really know what’s going to happen. You’re just following a college girl through her college experience as she gets slowly led down a path of sexual corruption.”

“Geezus baby… I’ve created a monster.”

“You complaining?”

“Hell no!” Alexis said, kissing her fiancee and already planning scenes in her head.