**Author's Note: What you are about to read almost happened. This is one of those little moments in life where we look back on and say "what if?" What if my friend hadn't brought her girlfriend home? What if I had gotten a ride back to college with another friend? What if I didn't have a girlfriend at the time? The characters portrayed herein are not only based upon actual people, they *are* actual people. The names have been changed to protect everyone involved, innocent, guilty, and by-stander alike. Read and enjoy, but don't forget to vote!
I'd also like to thank destinie21 for editing this for me. I highly recommend her stories if you're looking for a good, hot read.**
It was my second year at State. I had come home over the weekend to meet up with a bunch of other friends who had gone off to college but were all coordinating a visit. It was harder and harder to see each other, mostly because of the miles we had to drive to get back to anywhere close to each other, but also because of our schedules. The weekend was fun, we screwed around, terrorized what we considered to be "our" town and we drank a little. We were Good mid-western kids having good mid-western fun.
But, the weekend was over; the clothes had been washed, some spending money had been gifted from the parents, and food had been scavenged from their house. One weekend-at-home ritual folded into another and it came to Sunday afternoon and the long drive back to the dorms. I was waiting for my ride to show up and she was late, as usual. Teri was habitually late, but most of us were, and predictably so. We all knew that 2pm meant 2:20 in the afternoon, and probably closer to 2:30.
"Are you sure she's coming?" my mother asked as I started moving bags of groceries and cases of clothes from the living room to the porch. I didn't go back in the house, preferring the sunny, lazy, late fall afternoon to the feel of the semi-conditioned air of the house.
"Yeah, she'll be here. Just have to give her a few minutes. She brought her 'friend' Jane home for the weekend so they may be a minute or two yet," I said, setting a heavy bag down on the front porch.
"'Friend,' huh?" mom chuckled. "Friend like you and Jenny, or friend like you and Bill?"
"No mom, Bill's a dude and I don't swing that way; and come to think of it, neither does he. Think more along the lines of a friend like Jenn."
"Ever meet this girlfriend of Teri's?" Mom asked in that 'concerned parent' tone.
"Nope, but I've been told a few things about her," I said flatly. I could see Teri's car cutting across the back roads, leaving a high trail of dust in her wake on the oddly windless day.
"Anything you can tell your mother?" she asked, a twinkle in her eye.
"Not really anything you would probably want to know," I said and picked up 80 pounds of luggage and food and lumbered into the driveway.
"Be safe on the way down!" Mom shouted as Teri's tiny little Chevy pulled into the way. She popped the hatch and I set my things gingerly on top of hers. I waved to Mom and she waved back. "Call when you get there!" she shouted again.
"Yeah yeah," I said, waved to her, and moved to the passenger door. Someone who could only have been Janet opened it and all but bounced out the door at me and gave me a hug.
"Hi," she said in an almost small but energetic voice. She was about 5'1" and she didn't even come up to my shoulders. She seemed a little surprised that I was as big as I was; I don't think she was expecting me to be 6'4" and 220 pounds
Her eyes were a sparkling blue, deeper blue than I had seen on anyone in a long time, and they had a wicked gleam veneered by a cherubic innocence. Her smile was broad and her white teeth behind her pink lips were very white and very straight. She couldn't have weighed more than 120 pounds and her waist was smaller around than my thigh. I noted from the hug that her chest was probably the only thing not small about her, and while I couldn't guess how large her breasts were from looking at her in that brown sweat shirt, I could say that they were well over a handful each, even for my big hands.
"You must be Janet," I said after she loosened her arms from my waist. She only giggled in response.
"Call me Jane, it's what Teri moans," she said laughingly and licked her lips. This was going to be a hell of a three-hour trip.
"Would you quit flirting and get your tall ass in my car?" hollered Teri from inside her tiny little vehicle. I laughed and Jane went to get in the back. I grabbed her shoulder and shook my head.
"It's all right, you sit up front with her," I said and folded myself around the front seat and into the back. I've found that I'm extremely flexible, or perhaps foldable is a better term, after a few weightlifting mishaps and a few recreational injuries. It's freakish to see, or so I've been told, but it comes in handy, like when I ride in the back of a car to let my long-time friend Teri ride next to her girlfriend instead of making her sit in the back. After cramming myself in there and pulling the seat back for Jane, she got in, we all waved to my mother who was still on the porch and we backed out onto the road. It wasn't long before the conversation started.
"So we were with Jenn last night," Teri said after a moment of silence. We had just gotten back on the back roads heading for the nearest big town so she could get some gas.
"Yeah, I know, that's why I wasn't with her," I said. "Girls night, out, right?"
"You could have come along with us," Jane said, her eyes looking into mine in the rearview mirror. I slid to the center of the rear seat so I could get a better look at her and so I could hear both of them better.
"Wouldn't have been a girl's night out then, would it? Besides, she misses Teri here almost as much as she misses me," I said and sat back a little bit. "So whatcha do?"
"Just cruised around town, played Cat-and-Mouse, you know, normal shit. Talked a lot, too," Teri said.
"Anything good and juicy?" I asked. I always like to hear rumors about me. Not that Jenn was apt to spread them, but it's always good to get another perspective of one's self.
"Nope, pretty typical stuff just the. . ." Teri began.
"She said you have a huge dick," Jane blurted out. I looked at the blue eyes in the rear view mirror. They were still shining, but the angelic first appearance had lost out to the devil inside. They were still glittering, but it was all mischief in those azure pools of radiance. I cleared my throat to break the silence that had settled in the car for a second. Teri had turned about three shades of red, and I was starting to blush, though I wasn't embarrassed, just shocked.
"Yeah, I suppose so. I wouldn't go so far as huge, but it's a lot better than average sized," I said honestly.
"She said huge," Jane said, turning to look at me.
"You're not so small yourself," I said waving toward her chest. "How big are those things?"
Jane giggled before turning in her seat and pushing at the sides of both of her breasts, lifting and bouncing them softly. "They're a little too big for a 48 DD bra, but not quite big enough for the next size," she said, the tip of her tongue wetting her lips sub-consciously. I cocked an eyebrow.\par
"48 inch chest! Jesus woman, that's the same size as mine!" I exclaimed softly in the car. Both the girls laughed and Jane sat back in her seat. "But what's the next size bra up?" I asked quietly.
"I don't remember, I can never find it, so I have to settle for the DD."
"I bet that's uncomfortable," I said scooting forward, resting my forearms on the back of both seats. Jane sighed heavily and Teri turned her car onto the main road.
"Yeah, it kinda hurts. Messes up my shoulders, too," she said, rubbing her left shoulder and pouting. That pout was so cute, so pleading, and yet almost demanding all at once. "Jenn said you were really good at giving shoulder rubs, too," she said, batting her eyes. "It would make me feel a lot better and make this thing hurt less," she said moving her hand down to her left breast and lifting and caressing it a little. My eyes looked down and stared for a brief second and then the flashed to Teri's eyes in the mirror. She was smiling and adjusted herself to be a little more comfortable in the seat.
"If it hurts, take it off," I said, rattling off my old adage. I sat back let the comment drop, and expected her too as well, but it seems that Jane had other plans.
"Okay," she giggled and reached up the front of her sweatshirt, exposing a taught row of firm, creamy abs. Her fingers worked against her flesh and she popped the hooks on her front clasped bra. She pulled the straps off one arm and then the other and she tossed the bra into the seat beside me, and giggled. I stole a glance at her chest and her nipples were beginning to make little bumps on her sweatshirt and her breasts had sagged, but just barely. She was undoubtedly the most well-endowed women I had ever met. I knew girls with bigger tits, but they tended to sag, where as Jane's stood defiantly against the forces of gravity. I licked my lips and adjusted in my seat.
"So what else did you talk about besides my cock?" I asked bluntly. They both giggled and looked at me in the most lustful manner I've ever been looked at by two lesbians. I could almost feel the heat rolling off their gazes. I knew that Teri was only playing. But Jane I wasn't so sure about. "Ooh, that sounds good. Come on, tell, tell!"
"Once Jane here found out that you were Jenn's boyfriend and that. . ."
"You had a huge cock," Jane interjected. Her head shot around, her dirty-blonde short hair shifting with her movement. Her tits jiggled as well, and her nipples grew more pronounced against her sweatshirt.
"You seem to be pretty hung up on that," I said smiling.
"Sounds like you're the one that's hung," she shot back. I laughed a little.
"For being a lesbian, you sure seem to be interested in what I'm packin'."
