Quad Couplings

Quad Couplings

By Magda McKune

Part One

CHAPTER 1

I reclined on the bed in my dorm room as my boyfriend Brad Dickson sat at the small wooden desk and helped me with my college homework. Brad wasn't really my boyfriend; he was simply a boy who was my friend. We had known each other since grade school. Brad Dickson and Darcy Dewitt. Our names were close in sequence so we often sat next to each other in home room. He was cute then, but he had become very handsome now that we were both grown and attending college. Brad was five eleven with short wavy black hair and a lean muscular build. Not that it made any difference to me. Brad knew I was a lesbian and madly in love with my roommate Julie Hayes.

My parents didn't know I was gay. They didn't know I had any type of sexual relations whatsoever. I think they preferred to remain blissfully ignorant when it came to their little girl's personal affairs. I couldn't blame them for believing I was still sweet and innocent. I rarely went out on dates when I was growing up, except for a couple movies with boys and to the prom. I didn't demonstrate any tendencies of promiscuity or even swearing around them, for that matter. It was after I went to college that I became interested in sex and drinking and using profanity. Not too much to make me a wild girl, but more as an expression of my newly-found freedom, now that I was off to school and on my own. I would remain the sweet innocent child around my parents, but enjoy sex and self-expression at school.

My figure was what boys would refer to as "stacked". My body began to develop its voluptuous contours throughout high school. With my stunning red hair color and hourglass figure, I was a real knockout. Maybe that's why my parents held onto the hope that I was still a pure unsoiled virgin. With a dynamite figure like mine, I could have easily become a wild and wanton little tart.

It was only three weeks into the fall semester and already I was having trouble with my economics class. Brad was not only the most patient man in the world but also a friggin' genius. The fellow always made straight A's in every class. But he was always humble about it. Not that he ever needed good grades. His family was filthy rich and he always knew he would take over his father's company after he graduated or perhaps even start a company of his own. A college diploma was merely a formality.

I stared at the formulas for calculating currency exchange rates and twirled a lock of my long wavy blood red hair in my fingers. Economics was like a foreign language to me. I shifted the book in my lap to see it better over my 36 inch bust. Sometimes having big tits was a drawback, not that my lady lover would ever complain. Julie loved groping and fondling and sucking on my full melons.

My roommate Julie Hayes sauntered into the room. She was a short skinny black chick with petite boobs and a sexy tight butt. Her long wavy black hair hung several inches below her shoulders. Julie was tiny and scrappy but I loved her dearly. She and I were put in the same dorm room together my first year at college and we became great friends from the start. Soon after we became lovers. Julie was a lesbian since she was twelve and I was still a virgin when met her. I lost my virginity to her one night after too many tequila shooters and my lover wanted to fuck me with a strap-on rubber dick. I didn't regret offering my virginity to her. The girl became my first and only lover. Three years later we were still together. We always made sure we got each other as roommates in the dorm rooms. Brad always stayed close by to us as well, helping Julie and I through our classes and generally making sure the other guys wouldn't hit on us. None of us actually came out and said that Brad and I were a couple. It was simply understood by the way he watched over Julie and me. Plus the fact that my roommate and I didn't publically advertise that we were lovers. Everyone naturally assumed that the hot sexy redhead was getting tapped by someone, and the resident college genius was the most likely choice. So Julie and I were generally left alone. The other students knew Brad was a brain -- especially the jocks -- and relied on him to make sure they passed their classes and graduated. They didn't want to mess up a free tutor by making a play for his girl or even her cute black roommate.

"Hey Bradster!" Julie smiled brightly, patting him on the shoulder. "How's it hanging?"

Brad smiled amiably at the girl. "Hello Julie." Brad was usually quiet and reserved around my friend. I wasn't sure if it was because he knew she was my lover or because he didn't know how to take her. Julie was a straight-talking black girl who always spoke what was on her mind. If she thought you were full of shit she would tell you so. The man rose to stand and gathered up his books. "I should be going," he murmured awkwardly. "Darcy, let me know if you still need help with the class."

"I'm sure I will."

Julie closed the door behind him. "I don't know if that boy is afraid of me or madly in love with me."

"Perhaps a little of both."

She crossed to me and sat on my bed. "Do you think I scare him?"

"No. Brad is just shy. Don't take it personally. The guy really does like you, Julie. He told me lots of times how much he enjoys being around you."

"Then how come he made a beeline for the door the moment I came in?"

"Maybe he knows we want to be alone." I draped my arms around her neck and gave her a long kiss on the mouth. "And make love. Brad is very intuitive about such things."

"Smart man." Julie groped my big tits in her palms and suckled her lips under my jaw. "Just so long as you don't go getting a sweet tooth for that boy's cock."

"Don't worry about Brad. He's been my dear friend for years. We went to the senior prom together and he didn't even kiss me. I think Brad is afraid of girls in general. I don't think he's gay, though. I catch his eyes peeking at my chest from time to time. He's a nice guy, but he would be too shy to ever make a move on me. Besides, I doubt he even thinks about me in that way."

"Girl, I guarantee that man thinks about you that way. How could he not? You got a body that would give the Pope a raging hard-on."

"You're being sweet." I groped her butt as she kissed my neck and squeezed my boobs. "You're also being very sexy. I have the distinct impression you want to make love."

"Gosh, whatever gave you that idea?" Julie leaned closer and met my lips in a long passionate kiss. "Talking about your boyfriend's nice big cock makes me horny."

"It doesn't take much to make you horny."

"Not when it comes to you." Julie leered at me and began to unbutton my blouse. "Speaking of nice big cocks, how about I get my toy out of the closet? I haven't fucked you with my big dick in a couple of weeks."

I leered at her and slipped my fingers under her waistband to grope her butt. "Honey, you know how much I love it when you strap on that big hard dick and fuck my pretty pink pussy."

Julie crushed her mouth to mine. "I love fucking you, baby."

"Oh yes, I want you to do me right now."

"You got it, girl!"

I removed my clothes and lay naked on my back atop my bed as Julie rummaged in the closet for her strap-on tool. "You were my first lover," I grinned lustfully. "As I recall, you took my virginity with that phony phallus of yours."

Julie dropped her skirt and stepped her legs into the straps. "Do you regret it?"

"Not for a single minute. You are my first and only lover. You never have to worry about Brad and me getting it on so long as you continue to satisfy this lusty lady."

My lover crawled onto the mattress on her knees. She looked so strange with the pink rubber dick standing straight out from her black snatch. Julie stroked her fingertips over my scarlet pubic bush. "Damn, you are one sexy lady!"

"One horny lady, that's for sure." I reached up and fondled her petite tits in my fingers. "Give me that nice hard cock, lover girl!"

"I have to make sure this lady's hot and wet first." Julie pressed her mouth to my cunt and probed the delicate pink folds with her tongue. "Mmmm, yes," she growled lustfully. "You taste delicious."

"Oh yeah," I sighed with contentment. I dug my fingers through her long black tresses as she licked and lapped the delicate folds of my pink pussy. Damn, that girl was one fantastic lover. "God, what you do to me!" I gripped her head and pulled her face tighter to my snatch. "Lick that hot wet cunt!" Julie lapped me into an erotic frenzy. I writhed atop the bed as she probed her tongue about my moist slit. "Please baby," I whimpered pitifully. "You're torturing me."

Julie rose up and crawled on her hands and knees up my body. "I do believe this girl is ready now."

"I do believe you are right." I reached down between my legs and guided her rubber dick into my waiting snatch. The shaft eased in gradually, the head lubricated by my flowing pussy juice. "Oh fuck yes," I rasped as she filled me with the latex dick. "God, that feels so good."

Julie clamped her hands on my shoulders and slowly established a steady stroke in and out. She pressed in an inch at a time, giving me a little bit more with every penetration. My lover stared down at me as she began to drive in and out of my seeping cunt. "You are so fucking beautiful, Darcy."

"And you are so sexy." I caressed my hands over her smooth dark flesh. "Now I remember why I fell in love with you."

Julie giggled as she humped me harder and faster. "You just remembered, eh?"

I grinned up at her and laughed. "Yes. I have a very short memory. You have to constantly remind me."

"I can do that." She lowered to her elbows and met my mouth in a long kiss. Julie bucked her hips to fuck my cunt. I gripped her ass in my palms and pulled her deeper inside me with every thrust. Damn, she was one incredible lover!

My cunt tingled with arousal. My nookie nectar began to flow and I knew I was getting close to a climax. "Let me ride you," I panted breathlessly. "Roll over so I can ride that nice hard cock."

Julie grinned lustfully as she eased out of my seeping snatch. "You know how much I love watching those big beautiful titties flopping around while you ride me."

I giggled and straddled my legs over her hips. "Yes, I know." I reached down and guided the rubber dick to my damp hole. "Oh fuck, yes! That's what this girl needs."

My lover smoothed her hands over my legs and up my sides as I hopped on her hard rod. "You are so sexy!"

I clamped my hands onto her petite titties and bounced harder and faster. "You are going to make this lady cum!"

"Yeah baby," Julie leered, sliding her fingers up my sides to caress my flopping boobs. "Cum all over my big hard dick!"

"Oh yes, Julie! Pinch my nipples! Pinch them hard!" My partner squeezed my pointed pink nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. I felt the juices welling up inside me straining to be released. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"

Julie rammed her hips up to fuck me from below. I couldn't hold back any longer. My pussy erupted with a flow of cunt juice onto my lover's rubber prick. I spasmed and jerked as a wave of cream burst from my sated snatch onto her thrusting pole. "Fuck yes!" I squealed, my body electrified with climactic release. I shuddered and shook and finally collapsed spent onto her chest. I lay on top of her body panting breathlessly. "Hooo, baby," I sighed with contentment. "You definitely know how to satisfy this lady."

"I'm glad."

I dismounted her toy and crawled down her body. "Time for me to reciprocate."

"What do you have in mind?"

"You'll find out." I kneeled between her legs and unfastened the belt of her strap-on dildo. I eased the apparatus down and off her legs. "Seems to me this hot honey needs some satisfaction as well."

Julie shifted up onto her elbows and gazed down her naked body at me. "What are you up to, girl?"

"Making love to you, that's what."

I bent down and pressed my face to her cunt. Julie expelled her breath in a deep sigh and dropped onto her back. "God, you sure know how to lick my pussy!"

"Damn right," I growled up from between her legs. I lapped and licked her cunt, my tongue swirling around the soft delicate folds of her vagina. "You taste so sweet and delicious."

"Fuuuuuuuck," she moaned lustfully. "Lick that hot wet cunt."

"That's not all I'm going to do, lover girl." I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and flicked my tongue over the sensitive nub of her clitoris.

Julie shuddered and trembled beneath me. "God, what you do to me, girl." I brought the strap-on dildo up with my other hand and rubbed the head over her vaginal lips. Julie writhed with arousal. I poked the head inside her, the tip still lubricated with my sticky cunt cream. My lover gripped the bed sheets in her fists and groaned with lust. I shoved in an inch more and drew out, lapping and licking her clitoris. The girl was in ecstasy. I rammed the rubber dick in some more. Soon I was fucking her with about half the length of the shaft as I slurped her snatch. Julie panted and quivered. Her spine arched off the bed and I knew it wouldn't be long before she reached a climax.

"That's it baby," I growled as I pumped her tight black cunt with the fake phallus. "Cum for me. Cum all over my big hard cock."

"Oh God," Julie whimpered, her breath coming in short staccato gasps. "Yes... yes... that's it... that's it... don't stop... don't stop... yes... YES!!!" She bucked violently and thrashed below me as her cunt suddenly burst forth with a spray of jizz onto her ramming rod. I grinned with wonder as my lover flowed onto the rubber tool. I only seeped and oozed when I ejaculated; Julie gushed. She claimed it was because I was such a great lover. I suspected it was because some women were natural born squirters.

Julie collapsed atop the bed, utterly spent. She lay quivering with release. I eased the latex lover out of her sated cunt, a dribble of jizz splashing onto the sheets. "Oh baby," she mewed weakly. "Sorry for creaming all over your bed."

"It's all right, baby," I smiled, leaning down and lapping my tongue over her seeping slit. "Let me lick some of this up."

The girl shivered as I sucked and slurped her cunny cream from her pussy. Julie giggled and gripped my head, pulling my face tighter to her cunt. "Fuck, honey!" she squealed. "You are the wildest lover ever."

"I had a good teacher." I licked her dry and crawled up her body. "And a very good lover."

Julie wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me tightly to her bosom. She crushed her mouth to mine in a long passionate kiss. "God, Darcy, I love you so much!"

"I love you too, honey." I raised up on my elbows and smiled down at her, my long red tresses fanning like a curtain around my face. "You never have to worry about me loving anyone else so long as I have you."

CHAPTER 2

I received a card from my mother in the mail. It was an invitation to my cousin Molly's wedding. "Oh crap," I snorted with a perplexed scowl.

Julie looked up from painting her toenails a bright cherry red. "What's up?"

"It's a wedding invitation for two weeks from now."

"So what's the big deal? Don't you have a dress to wear?"

"That isn't it. There's a written note in it to bring my boyfriend along as my plus one."

My partner furrowed her brow with a puzzled expression. "But you don't have a boyfriend."

"Well, yeah... as a matter of fact, I do."

"Oh? When did this happen?"

"He isn't a real boyfriend. My parents were grilling me about my love life three years ago when I first started college. They wanted to make sure I wasn't becoming a promiscuous slut while I was away. I told them that Brad was watching out for me and keeping me in line."

"You told them that Brad Dickson is your boyfriend?"

"Sort of. I didn't know how to tell them about you and me. I guess I thought it would totally freak them out, you know? So I played it safe and let them believe that Brad and I were an item. They knew I dated Brad a few times before -- all very innocent, of course -- and so they gave me their permission to date him while I was college."

The girl gave me an amused grin. "Does Brad know about this relationship?"

"Not exactly."

"In other words, no."

"Pretty much."

"No big deal. Tell the boy you need a date for your cousin's wedding. I'm sure he'd be happy to be your escort."

"You wouldn't be upset?"

"Why the hell should I be upset? I know there's nothing going on between you two other than homework. You and Brad have been pals for years. It's only natural your folks would think you were a couple."

"We'll have to stay the weekend at my parent's house. Are you sure you can live without me for that long?"

"Darling, I survived the last two summers without you, but we more than made up for our time apart the first week we get back together. I'm sure we'll do the same after being separated for three days."

"You are so understanding." I expelled my breath in a deep doleful sigh. "I suppose I need to go have a chat with Brad."

Julie giggled with amusement. "Say hello to your boyfriend for me."

I poked my head into Brad Dickson's room and rapped my knuckles in the wall. "Knock knock!" I called. "Are you decent?"

The man looked up from reading a textbook in bed. "Would it stop you if I wasn't?"

"Probably not." I entered the room and checked out the book he was reading. European Literature of the Renaissance. "Gosh, I can't wait for the movie to come out."

Brad laughed. "After more than three years at this college, I've read just about every book in the library."

"You need to get a life, sweetheart." I sat on the bed next to him. "In fact, I believe I have just the thing to take your mind off schoolwork for awhile. My cousin Molly is getting married in two weeks and I need a date for the wedding. Care to be my chaperone?"

"Of course."

"Wow! Not a moment's hesitation. I like that."

"I would never miss an opportunity to see this gorgeous woman in a fancy dress."

"You are such a darling. Do you have a suit?"

"Yes. Is black okay?"

"Works for me." I patted him on the stomach. "I'll let you get back to your book. I'm sure it's thrilling as hell."

"It has its moments."

I rose and moved to the door. "Oh, and by the way... my parents are putting us up for the duration. Knowing how frenzied we Irish can get, I expect there to be a big party the Friday before and mad drunken revelry at the reception afterward."

"Sounds like loads of fun."

"Don't be so sure. You've never seen me really drunk before. Parties bring out the Irish in me. I might get a bit wild on you."

"I think I can handle it."

I returned to our room. Julie sat at the desk writing in a notebook. "How did it go?" she murmured without turning around.

"He naturally agreed. The man never could refuse anything I asked of him."

"I know the feeling," she responded dryly.

I moved behind her and draped my arms around her neck. "Whatcha working on?"

"Homework."

"Sounds dull." I nuzzled my lips against her neck. "Let's make out."

"We can do that later."

"But I'm horny for you now."

"In a minute."

I slipped my hands into her red knit tube top and groped her petite titties. "I have ways of enticing you." I cupped her small boobs in my hands and pinched her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. "I promise to make it worth your while."

"You're breaking my concentration."

"That's the general idea." I kissed along her neck to her jaw and played with her tits. "Let's fuck."

Julie expelled her breath in an exasperated sigh. "I see I'm not going to get anything done while you're in this horny state."

"The only thing you're going to get is thoroughly ravished by yours truly."

"All right already." Julie set her pen down and turned her head to meet my mouth in a quick kiss. "I could use a break. One fast fuck and then it's back to work."