Freshman Ch. 06: Equilibrium

Rachel had indeed hit her groove. And it had everything to do with what she'd witnessed up above. Hearing Rebecca moan through her orgasm had pushed her to the brink. She'd almost dropped a hand between her own legs to join her friend in sudden completion. But she'd been too transfixed to split her focus. So she'd simply watched and reflexively shifted into a higher gear.

Rebecca needed a few moments to recover but she quickly re-engaged as well. While the glow of her release was as fresh as it could be, she could already feel a renewed spark as she watched her friend working a dick between her lips. She suddenly wanted back in the game. She flicked her eyes up to Randy and then back down to Rachel. Clearing her throat, she sprung into action.

"Hey, don't I get a turn?"

Both Randy and Rachel perked up as Rebecca's playful inquiry hit the air. Randy watched and Rachel slowed her pace but kept sucking as Rebecca twisted her legs around and slid gracefully onto the floor on her knees as well. She moved in close to Rachel and watched her for a second before reaching forward to tuck some of her light hair behind her ear. Grinning, she spoke again.

"Time's up, slut. Lemme in."

Rachel smiled with her eyes and pulled up slowly, letting Randy's length slip from her lips. His shaft was shiny and wet and still impossibly hard. Sitting back on her knees, she grinned and shrugged at her best friend with a sarcastic smirk.

"So sorry. All yours."

The girls' eyes met and they exchanged familiar looks. Tightening her competitive smile, Rebecca slid closer to her friend and nudged her to the side with a playful shoulder. The force knocked Rachel back a bit and she giggled defensively. But Rebecca simply waved her hand dismissively.

"Go on! Shoo!"

She grinned and indicated up to Randy on the couch.

"Go make yourself useful somewhere else."

Rachel scoffed at Rebecca's rebuke and she started to form a comeback. But she never got the chance to let it fly. She swallowed and watched as Rebecca turned away from her and nonchalantly took Randy's dick fully into her mouth. Her large, pouty lips stretched around his shaft and his pink flesh disappeared smoothly by the inch. Just like that she'd taken her place and gotten to work.

For several seconds, Rachel was unsure of what to do. After Rebecca had gotten off, she'd just sort of assumed that she'd tap out and leave her to finish Randy herself. And she'd figured that just such a finish would be quickly forthcoming. She'd felt the way he'd begun tensing rhythmically once she'd upped the RPMs. She'd have wagered he had less than a minute or two until all out eruption.

But now she was simply sitting to the side, a sudden non-participant in the action. She'd been close to the edge herself and watching Rebecca work was fanning the fire once more. She looked up at Randy and tried to consider the next move. Where did she fit in?

And then, unexpectedly, Randy took the lead.

"Come up here."

Rachel took in a breath and smiled as his command reached her ears. She watched him extend his hand her direction and she reached for him, using him for balance as she got to her feet. She knelt back onto the couch cushion like she had before and started to sidle up to him when she felt him touch her thigh and pull her in closer.

"No, like this. Come up over me."

Rachel furrowed her brow and she tried to fully comprehend his instruction. He seemed to want her to straddle him fully but Rebecca's head was kind of an issue there. She twisted her lips. Maybe there was space. She formed a silly grin as she caught herself sizing up the situation like she was arranging furniture. It wasn't like she had weekly threesomes. This is was still more or less new territory.

Going with his suggestion, Rachel raised one leg up and climbed over Randy. As she started to ease her weight down, she felt him cup her by her ass and pull her into his stomach. The positioning made her legs bow out to the sides and her knees pushed into the cushions behind. Leaning into him, she smiled as she finally understood his plan.

Randy exhaled with pure delight as Rachel's full, large breasts pressed directly into his face. All he'd been able to think about while watching her suck him earlier was getting some true intimacy with her perfect tits. As he focused on the smooth pleasure of Rebecca's oral work below, he brought his hands around front and cupped Rachel's boobs from the side. Smiling brightly and parting his lips, he angled one in close and brought it to his mouth.

Rachel gasped pleasurably as she felt Randy's lips close firmly around her breast. His tongue flicked at her nipple and she swallowed as gentle tickles ran down her back. Her positioning was a bit awkward but the sensation was certainly enjoyable. She shivered as she reactively pushed her hips into him, bringing her pussy into brushing contact with his chest. She was still so warmed up and having him touch her up above while Rebecca sucked his dick just below made her think of getting off again.

Her eyebrows rose suddenly and she smiled as she considered the thought. She could vividly recall the hot scene of Randy fingering her best friend to orgasm just minutes prior. While his face was buried in her tits, he could certainly provide the same service to her now.

Putting the plan into action, Rachel reached forward and decoupled Randy's left hand from her breast and slid it down past her waist. Guiding him between her legs, she inhaled sharply as his fingers slipped smoothly inside her. She pushed her pelvis into his hand and began to rock back and forth, manipulating his touch to the perfect depth and pace. Satisfied that he could take it from there, she brought her hands back up to the top of the couch and held on for balance and leverage.

Randy smiled to himself as he adjusted to the most recent stage of the dance. Initially, he'd been disappointed to have Rachel's flawless work down below come to an end but it had been a blessing in disguise as it had given him the reprieve he'd needed to hold on longer. As Rebecca ran her pillow lips up to the head of his cock, he took a moment to compare the way the girls each gave head. Rachel's talent felt natural and intuitive, but also painstaking practiced. In contrast, Rebecca seemed to simply go with the flow, content to ease her way along and worry only about her current step at any given time. If Rachel was performing a piano recital, flawlessly weaving her way through each technical note, Rebecca was jamming soulfully, feeling her way and eschewing any semblance of a script.

It dawned on him that he was now finally immersed into the threesome to the level he'd craved. Rachel's heavy breasts pressed into his face and mouth and she was practically fucking his hand. All the while, the girl whom he's already fingered and made out with was blowing him with such melting perfection. It was simply crazy. There was nothing left to do but just take it in.

But he wasn't the only one taking it all in. From the moment Rachel had climbed over Randy and straddled his stomach just above her head, Rebecca had been unable to look away. With Rachel's legs bowed and pelvis angled, the most intimate of views of her best friend's body was practically forced on Rebecca's eyes. She was doing her best to focus on the dick in her mouth but Rachel's pussy was inches from her face. The image was almost too explicit. But Rebecca couldn't do anything but stare.

Her mind flooded with dangerous thoughts that she didn't understand. What if she just leaned up and slid her tongue right over Rachel's clit? What would that be like? She trembled deeply as the memory of their mirror-image encounter a year prior flashed through. Rachel had done that to her that night. She'd put her face between her thighs and worked her with her tongue until she'd came with blinding release.

The thought was too scary to seriously entertain but when she saw Randy's fingers emerge between Rachel's legs and slip smooth inside her, she knew she had to act in some way. Taking care to focus on the job she was already doing, she extended one hand forward.

Rachel had worked herself into a smooth cruising altitude and was now preparing for her final descent. Randy had mastered the rhythm she wanted and his touch was hitting the right spots in the right order. He'd been sucking on her breasts more forcefully and pawing at her with his free hand. It felt great. She figured she needed less than a minute to get off. The landing gear was ready for deployment.

But whatever countdown she had envisioned took a sudden nosedive as a second touch penetrated her without warning. Her eyes shot open and she whined out a squeaky curse. Her brain was clearly occupied but she comprehended the source of the touch immediately. She knew without looking that it was Rebecca. As fingers belonging to two separate people met deep inside her, her altitude plummeted and she crashed in a fiery explosion.

The orgasm shook her from her eyelids to her ankles and she brought her hands to her face and moaned. She slipped one knuckle into her mouth and bit down hard, clenching her teeth to the bone to fight back against the power that was overtaking her. Her head spun and her chest heaved, each rolling wave tightening her abs like an electric pulse. She couldn't keep her sounds muffled and she whimpered through her fists like a scared animal. She hadn't had an orgasm like this in a long time.

As the flames subsided, she quickly pushed Randy's hand away. The touch was incredible but it was simply too much to handle. The disengagement removed Rebecca's finger as well and Rachel shuddered as her eyes flickered open and shut. Randy was still sucking on her breast and she leaned back to decouple him from that source as well. It had been complete sensory overload and she just needed to rip all the wires out for just a moment to return to normal.

Normal did indeed return and Rachel finally smiled as she took it all in. Swinging her leg up, she rotated off of Randy's lap and into the seat beside him. She smiled at him and then looked down to Rebecca. Her friend had stopped her oral work and was gently jerking Randy's dick. Her eyes were alive and she smiled back up at Rachel. The girls exchanged a moment of pure intimacy as they each comprehended what had happened.

Suddenly all Rachel wanted to do was hug her best friend and cuddle her as she basked in the afterglow. Both girls had gotten off and they could simply relax and enjoy it together.

But a quick glance to Rebecca's sliding grip reminded her that there was still one box left to check. Shooting Randy a playful smile, Rachel slid off the couch and back to her knees. She playfully jostled Rebecca to get in close and she licked her lips as she brought her hand to his shaft as well. Randy groaned at the dual-touch and the girls grinned, continuing to tug him in unison. They exchanged a final glance. They knew how to end this.

Randy's eyes widened and his fists balled as a sensation he'd only dreamed of gripped him. The girls had leaned in and engaged him at the same time. He gritted his teeth as Rebecca slipped him inside her mouth just as Rachel ducked down and ran her tongue from the base of his balls all way across the front. The image was as powerful as the feeling. They were blowing him together. It was unreal.

The duet continued in earnest and Randy simply took it in. The girls seemed to have a perfect chemistry and it was a wonder to watch them switch roles so seamlessly. As soon as Rebecca popped him free from her lips, Rachel's tongue was already sliding up his shaft to take her place. They alternated frequently, one servicing his cock while the other tended to his balls. It was mind-melting. And it was wearing him down fast.

As the slow rumbles began to form deep in his core, Randy did his best to hold on. The girls sensed the impending finale and they began working together, running their lips and tongue up and down his shaft from each side. As Rebecca's lips pressed in and Rachel's tongue flicked teasingly at his base, he decided to fight no more. The feeling overtook him in every sense and he let go with a guttural curse.

"Unngghh! FUCK!"

His cock jerked and he erupted harshly, shooting a thick stream into the air between the girls' heads. His next blast followed suit, his dick emptying onto the living room carpet an impressive distance from the couch. Rebecca snaked her tongue around his shaft and Rachel brought her hand to his balls, squeezing him firmly as the orgasm racked his body. He came again and again, each twitch prolific and violent. His dick strained harder than it ever had in his life.

Finally, he ran out of steam and the cum dribbled from his tip in gentle conclusion. Rebecca angled her face back over him and let him slide past her soft lips one final time. She swirled her tongue around his weakening shaft and rose up, finishing him with a playful kiss on his head. Rachel smiled up at him and grinned with satisfaction. He'd certainly seemed to enjoy all that.

Randy's eyes were shut in peaceful exhaustion but a sudden touch jarred him back to the moment. He widened his eyes as he felt each girl playfully snuggle up him from the sides, giggling as their soft curves pressed into his body. He put his arms around their shoulders and the trio simply enjoyed the embrace for a while, content to reflect in warm, cozy silence. Randy breathed in and out in pure euphoria and Rebecca smiled and twirled her dark hair between her fingers. Rachel replayed the highlight reel as her eyes wandered around the room. She grinned as she looked out over the floor in front of them and recalled Randy's wild finale. Smirking, she broke the silence as only she could.

"Guess you guys are going to have to clean that carpet again..."

***

The final minutes of the night proceeded with less awkwardness than anyone expected. Everyone got dressed and made a few joking comments, with even Randy receiving enough return flow of blood to his brain to engage in the banter. The subject of waiting for Joe's eventual return was broached but ultimately decided against. The girls had gotten what they'd needed. Plus it was kind of funny the symmetry of it all. There was no sense in dragging anything out.

As they said their goodbyes, Randy shut the front door and drifted aimlessly back into the living room. He turned off the stereo that that had been playing almost unnoticeably in the background the entire time. Rubbing his head, he went over to the couch and simply collapsed into the cushions.

He felt so full of life but at the same time he could barely move a muscle. What he'd seen, touched, and felt had added up to far and away the most exciting sexual experience of his lifetime. But beyond the physical, there was simply a halo that glowed over his soul. The torture he'd lived with for the past year was finally over. No more sleepless nights or painful recalls of what could've been. Everything was cosmically square.

He chuckled in memory as he recalled the moment he'd come flying into their old dorm room only to discover that the girls had gone and just a hazy, satisfied Joe remained. His eyes flicked over to the hallway and he chuckled again. Where the hell was Joe anyway? Was he still really arguing with Kim?

He shook his head and settled in more fully into the comfort of the couch. He realized it didn't matter. Just as it hadn't mattered where he'd been one year ago when he'd missed out on a story that had made his stomach turn inside out. It didn't matter at all. None of it. He smiled and shut his eyes.

Because now he had a story, too.

NEXT --- Chapter 7: Like Father (Part 1)