The Jen Series Surprises

Jen and I both worked part time at a pair of night clubs in Manhattan. I bartended and she worked VIP; this consisted of getting people to sign up for various party lists of various night club promotors. Every time that promotor hosted a night at a club, the registered person would get an invite, preferred entrance - shorter line, and possibly a cover charge discount.

It was Saturday late morning, almost noon. I awoke in my bed with Jen laying atop of me. We were both naked, of course, as we had gone to sleep immediately post-coitus. Jen on occasion requested that we fall asleep with my still inside of her. This usually worked best when we were both extremely tired and could knock off almost immediately after; being as we had gotten off work at 6am we were able to do just that.

Quickly, about us... Jen was a fiery half Sicilian/ half Puerto Rican bomb shell. With a not quite olive complexion and at 5'1" she measured 36-21-36. She was a ballet dancer up until her sophomore year of high school, so her legs were strong and shapely, and her ass was round and firm. If you want a visual description; she bears an extremely striking resemblance to both Abella Danger and Abella Anderson.

As for myself, Rob, my background is Cuban. I have mahogany brown hair and eyes, dark skin. I am not tall by any means at 5'7" but make a good complement to Jen's short stature. While short I am stocky, with wide shoulders and chest. My small hands and feet misrepresent what Jen tells me is her definition of a cock; with an erect girth of 6 inches (think Red Bull can) and just squeak past nine inches

I gently rolled Jen off me and sat up with a groan, placing my feet on the floor. I already knew why and was expecting the pain. In my rush to leave work, I tweaked my back restocking the bar. Moving too fast, carrying too much weight, not setting my body properly... Oh well I thought. I have nothing to do today, I will just lounge around after taking some pain killers.

"What's the matter, Babe?" Jen asked. "Did you tweak your back like you thought?"

"Yeah, I must've. Pretty damn sore. I think I'm just gonna lounge around today, maybe grab a muscle relaxer from Redd."

"Sounds good," she replied, "but just one! Those things can get additive."

"My only addiction is between your legs!" I quipped as I turned towards her and gave her a gentle rub over her mound.

"Mmmm," she moaned "such a charmer, but don't start anything we cannot finish!" as she pushed my hand away.

"Why? What plans do you have?"

"Silly boy!" she teased "Remember I said I was going to Carbon tonight."

"I didn't think you were serious. We both know how ghetto that club can be. So many wanna-be's looking to get drunk, cause trouble, and harass females." I reminded her.

"I know, I know. I promised Christina and Tracy that I would go with them. Christina's friend Dante - and 'would-be boyfriend' if she had her way - has a VIP table for tonight."

"That Douche!" I exclaimed "I already told her not to bring his lame ass to this house anymore after the shit he pulled at our party. Wasn't he trying to grope you when I wasn't around too? That piece of shit!"

Jen set up and turned towards me, stretching her fabulous legs out on either side of me as she scouted forward until her mound was pressed up against my naked ass. She then began to rub my shoulders and back as she cooed into my ear reassuringly. "Yes, my Love, a complete douche. He actually invited me that night at your party when he finally cornered me and started to get handsy. Right before Ryan noticed my 'distress' face!"

"Well then why are you going?" I asked, confused.

"For Christina, silly!"

I scrunched my face and gave her a sideways glance that I knew she would understand to mean sarcastically, "Really?!?"

"Yes, really" to answer what she knew I was implying with my look. She then resumed her massage as I turned my head straight from the pain of twisting. I looked in the mirror and finally got the truth. Her face belayed her words. Her wry grin and narrowed eyes, deep in thought, hinted to me of some ulterior motive. She was up to something; and it wasn't fucking Dante!

"I love you," she said as she kissed my cheek and gracefully swung herself around me and off of the bed. Her sexy hips and ass undulated as she took the few steps to the end of my bed. I immediately knew it was purposeful and intentionally exaggerated.

Once stopped, she gave her ass a quick left to right shimmy, looked over her left shoulder at me, touched her left index finger to her chin and asked aloud to no one in particular, "I wonder if Dante is an ass or boob man?" as she turned further to her left and reached across her body with her right hand to tweak her left boob that was framed in the triangle made by her left arm.

"He is probably an ass man, which is why he keeps Christina dangling and around. But no man can resist such a hot and sexy package as you; great ass

and

beautiful tits!" I answered her rhetorical question. "Seriously though, I don't like the idea of you going to that club alone. And no, Christina and Tracy don't count. They're not going to look after you."

Laughing she exclaimed, "Babe, I'm from Flushing, Queens. Can't nobody fuck with me!"

I shook my head back and forth in reply.

"Rob, please don't worry. I have everything planned out. Trust me." She said reassuringly.

As I called the local deli to order up some coffee and breakfast, Jen finished gathering up what she needed for tonight. Per our previously redesigned relationship parameters, I wouldn't see her for the next few nights.

Tonight, she had her own plans, Sunday's we usually went home to see our families; I wouldn't be tomorrow as mine were on vacation. And Monday we both had a full day of classes plus a study group at night with our respective fraternity/ sorority. I wouldn't see her till Tuesday night.

With all her items gathered and packed she turned to me and said, "OK stud, give me a kiss as you probably won't see me for a few days."

As I walked up to her intending to give her a kiss, "Wait, what do you mean probably?"

"Kiss me you fool" she grinned like the Cheshire cat.

She was definitely up to something. I gathered her up in my arms and gave her the kiss she desired.

I spent the rest of the day doing mundane activities. I got the muscle relaxer from Redd but hadn't taken it. Early afternoon I went to the gym, not to work out but to use the steam room and sauna to try and relax my back muscles. In the evening as I sat down to watch the Yankee game with some dinner, my roommate Ryan showed up.

Between the two of us we had numerous connections, not just for select clubs, music venues and such. We also had a network of contacts for various illicit substances -- Come on, we were in college! Anyways, One of Ryan's connects, George, found himself with a quantity of MDMA. Not being in that business and knowing that Ryan and I worked the night club scene, he asked Ryan if he would help him out, test it, etc...

"Yo, brother," Ryan said, "what are you up to tonight?"

"You are looking at it my friend"

"Lame" he laughed "Here these are from George. He has no idea what to do with them. He asked if we would help him out..."

"MDMA? Any good?"

"That is the question. You and Jen should take em and let me know what you think" he replied as he gave me a little baggy with a four powder blue pills stamped with a diamond."

"Blue Diamonds, if they are legit, they should be a nice ride; relaxing body high, no speed, coke or jitters."

"Good, you and Jen can have a nice night in. I won't be around tonight. Finally got Tatiana to hang out, outside the fraternity house. She agreed to come out with me to Carbon tonight. Amazing how you

not

fucking her has made things difficult for me and other brothers, but anywho..."

"Dude, she just looked way too young! Even at eighteen she looked more like fifteen as a freshman last fall. Couldn't do it, besides I was dating Jen and who knew she would grow into a siren in just one year! Purely innocent walk back to her dorm for her safety from one of our parties." I explained with my most honest smile. To which Ryan gave me a sideways glance and smirk that replied, "Yeah, right!"

"Carbon, huh? The chicken-head twins?" I asked him.

"Yeah, Christina says that Dante wants to smooth things over"

"I don't trust him, don't get your ass kicked" I warned.

"Black Magic and Damon are coming too. You know how the twins love to string those two along" he laughed.

"Jen is supposed to go, but I think she is up to something."

"Like what?" he grinned knowing how just a couple of months ago we had made a change to our relationship.

"I have no idea, but I know her too well..." I let that statement hang in the air.

"Cool. I am gonna head out shortly. Dinner with Tatiana then meeting up with Kevin (Black Magic). I think the twins are gonna meet D here and head out together. Maybe you'll see Jen." He said as he took his things to the shower room.

"Wash your balls!" I yelled out to him to which he answered with a hand gesture.

The house was eerily quiet with almost all the brothers being out that weekend except for Damon, Ryan and myself. That is probably why I slept through most of the Yankee game. I woke up and decided I would have another small meal, take a hot shower, and drop one of those Blue Diamonds. If they were legit, they'd be just as good, if not better, than a muscle relaxer. I took the pill first, ate, then got ready for the shower.

Almost an hour later I could already feel the tingles from the pill begin to take hold. A hot shower was going to be great! In community shower fashion there were multiple shower heads. I opened several to hot water so as to steam and warm up the shower room.

The pill was coming on faster than I expected so I hung up my towel and grabbed Jen's body soap. The warm water felt amazing! Causing tingles up and down my body that created goose pimples in some areas.

I lathered up my hands and began some self-exploration. Tweaking my nipples, which happened to be pierced, I pinched and pulled on them to varying degrees of gentleness. I also explored my cock, balls, taint, and ass. I was never much for my ass being played with, but Jen persuaded me to try some rimming and finger exploration... I mean, a finger isn't really anal sex, is it?!

I continued to play with myself, the body soap foaming up around the head and base of my cock as I stroked myself. My other hand gently tugging on my balls while occasionally delving up into my taint and nether hole. Catching a slight chill -- a side effect of the pill I took -- I ended my shower play.

As I neared my room, I heard my phone ring. I almost decided not to pick up...

"Hello?"

"Hey handsome, how ya feeling? Is your back any better?" Jen asked me through the phone.

"Mmmm, my back feels amazing" I giggled back to her.

"Uh huh, what did you take baby?"

I pieced together words explaining what lead to my current condition, "Ryan, some pills from George, just testing them out, really mellow and tingly all over."

Laughing I heard her say, more to herself before she replied to me, 'Fucking perfect!' "I will see you soon Baby. I'm at Christina's with Tracy. They plan on smoking a blunt with Damon before heading out. We're leaving soon."

After mumbling a farewell, I hung up the phone, turned on some techno funk, and laid back on my futon with my towel wrapped around me and nothing else. The comforter over my bed and under me, with my towel wrapped body above, offered the perfect combination of warmth and cooling that I needed at that moment.

While drifting deeper into the pill induced stupor I was enjoying, I absently reached under my towel to, once again, play with myself. I was delightfully fluffed when I heard voices echoing from the house through my open door. Jen, being the loudest and most outspoken of the three could easily be heard, "So Damon is on his way? Rob should be in his room from when I called him. We can probably hang in there till D gets here."

I laughed to myself at the idea of what I would look like to them when they walked in only moments from now.

Our fraternity was a loft off Broadway. From the elevator, on the east side of the building, you entered a large common area. There were rooms all along the west side of the floor, made for double occupancy, eleven in total. Seniors were allowed to request singles but not guaranteed due to the number of brothers seeking housing among the limited rooms. Our tiny kitchen was in the rear, East corner with a long bar spanning almost the full width of the common area. Our communal bathroom spanned the entire rear of the floor.

My room was room nine, towards the end of the house. Benefits of seniority. It would take them a short minute to walk over. There was a small entrance way between two rooms so rather than the door opening East into the rooms, they opened from the sides. The rooms were small, long, and narrow. I had the far side of the room, near the window. My futon was queen size. Ryan had a twin bed immediately to the right as you entered the room.

I heard Jen, who sounded to be taking up the rear of the group, yell, "Ready or not Rob, here we come!" she laughed as she finished.

I had been struggling to reach my husband pillow so I could somewhat sit up but still lean back relaxed while I entertained my guests. In the process, my towel further opened exposing most of my cock and balls as Tracy was walking in, followed immediately by Christina. I smiled at them as I sheepishly tried to reset the towel around myself with out any luck, my cock was up and wanted to hang out and say high.

Tracy and Christina got an eye full as Jen, leaning against the doorway and not bothering to hide her shit-eating grin, looked on. I was in no hurry to cover up as I took in the sight of these ladies in front of me. As they usually did, Christina and Tracy were wearing long skirts that fell to just above the 4" closed toed pumps they were rocking. The skirts were high waisted, I am sure to accommodate the full length slit up the side.

They really enjoyed teasing men. The slit would swing out showing off the front of their skimpy G-string and, of course, their exposed cheek on the back swing. Jen was wearing similar heals but with a short, leather miniskirt.

All three wore the tops that were in fashion at the time; it was basically a smock. There was a loop that went behind the head that stretched out front barely covering their breasts with a deep "V" that usually hung exposing the belly or midsection. It tied around the back, even with their breasts, but left the whole of their backs exposed.

I decided to try getting up and give the greeting we were all accustomed to, a hug and kiss. Thinking I had sufficiently secured my towel I moved towards Tracy. She looked up at me and smiled, nervously, then her eyes immediately returned to their downward angle towards my package. She seemed almost surprised when I reached her, hugged her, kissed her. Nervously, she returned the hug, looked down, gave me a kiss, looked down again, then at Christina, then at me.

I smiled at her and ran my hand gently up her neck and chin. I had no idea when my towel fell...

"You ladies looks absolutely delicious! I wish I had the words to tell you how sexy you all look." I said to them as I moved towards Christina.

Christina, laughing, said, "I think you are expressing yourself perfectly!"

She gave me a full kiss on the lips as I approached her. She then pulled me in for a fervent hug while she shifted her weight from one leg to another so as to rub her exposed leg against my cock. She whispered to me, "I thought she was exaggerating!"

As I stepped around Christina to her left, she brought her right hand down and grabbed my cock offering me two quick pumps before I was out of her reach.

"You lost your towel stud" Jen exclaimed as I approached her.

I wrapped her up in my arms, my hands immediately reaching under her skirt and cupping her bare ass cheeks. I proceeded explore her mouth and lips with my tongue as I massaged her cheeks and then her pussy. I couldn't put my finger on it but there was something odd that hadn't clearly registered.

"Enough you two," Christina chided, "Rob, she is going out with us tonight. Don't try and derail our plans." She said, almost annoyed.

"Yo, Yo" a deep base voice echoed through the house.

"We are in Rob's room Damon!" Jen yelled out as Christina pushed her way past us. Her mood obviously different than two minutes earlier when she was fondling my cock.

After she left, I head leaned my ass against Ryan's desk and pulled Jen into my right side where she immediately brought her left hand to absently play with my cock as we both turned towards Tracy.

"Tracy," I said looking her up and down, "You really look incredibly sexy tonight. I am jealous of whoever you dressed up for. I hope he deserves someone as fine as you."

Despite the dim light in the room and Tracy's exceptionally dark complexion, I noticed that Tracy was blushing. A dark red hue appearing on her high cheek bones and across her forehead.

Tracy just stood there; a deer caught in headlights. Her eyes frantically racing from me, to Jen, to my cock, to Jen's hand playing with me, back up to us. Beads of sweat now glistening on her face and chest.

"What do you think, Tracy?" Jen asked motioning towards me. "I know you have always admired the way Rob looks. Now that you've seen him in all his glory, what do you think?"

"He's, that's, I always, um, yes. Yes" she finished with a renewed confidence before continuing, "Yes, he is even better than I had imagined. You are a lucky woman"

"I know," Jen said as she gave me a quick peck on the cheek. She then walked towards Tracy and hugged her. "Thank you" she said as she turned towards her left, back at me. She wrapped her right arm around Tracy's slim waist and walked her towards me.

Just then Christina popped her head into my room, "We are about to smoke a blunt if anyone wants to join, then we are heading out." She warned matter-of-factly.

"We will see," Jen quietly said before turning back to Tracy, "He is every bit as good as he looks."

"What do you mean," Tracy asked.

"At fucking," she said bluntly. "No need to be shy Tracy," Jen continued as I watched her left-hand reach over for Tracy's left hand.

Jen just kept Tracy's gaze as she slowly moved her hand up towards me. She moved well above my groin, to my chagrin, and placed her hand on my chest. She then stood up on her toes so as to reach up to Tracy's ears where she began to whisper something indecipherable to me. However, Jen's hand, above Tracy's, was leading her down my torso.

I watched as their hands neared my groin, then over my now pulsating cock. Jen had entwined her fingers with Tracy's and their fingers were around the top of my cock, their thumbs together underneath. As Jen lead the way stroking me up and down, I looked up to see she continued to mew, whisper, and now kiss and nibble on Tracy's earlobe, neck, shoulder.

Tracy looked up from my cock and we locked eyes for a moment before she turned towards Jen who, again, leaned up on her toes but this time planted a soft kiss on Tracy's lips. Tracy, still looking at Jen, now had sole hold of my cock as Jen reached up with both hands to hold Tracy's face as she came in for another kiss.

They continued to explore one another's mouths slowly and sensually as Tracy, almost absently, continued to stroke my cock. She had moved her hand up to the top of my shaft where she gently held my head while her thumb worked from my frenulum up to my opening that was producing copious amounts of fluid. She was using the fluid to work the top of my shaft when Jen's own hand returned to assist her as before.