From Famine to Feast:

Chapter 8: Secret Admirer Revealed

I was relieved to find out that my relationships with Alexis and Ty didn't feel weird after our tryst. If anything, it brought us all closer together. It was actually kind of liberating to have our feelings for each other out in the open. Alexis didn't seem to feel much jealousy, even when Ty complimented my appearance. Ty was clearly comfortable, making jokes filled with raunchy innuendo. To solidify the evolution of our relationships, we decided to hang out together during the weekend. They agreed to meet me at Rendezvous after work.

When I entered the bar, they had already arrived and were drinking beers at the far end of the room. I made my way over to where they were sitting, gave each of them a hug, and sat down. The same waitress as before, Desiré, immediately came over and surprised me by serving me a drink. I looked up at her and said, "Well you certainly are efficient!" Then, I looked at Ty and Alexis and said, "Thanks! That was sweet of you."

"Um, we'd like to take credit, but we didn't actually order that for you," said Ty. Confused, I looked back at Desiré for an explanation.

"Compliments of your secret admirer," she smiled broadly.

"Ooooh, Layla's got a secret admirer!" Ty teased me.

"Already? I just walked in? Who is it?" I asked her.

"A gentleman told me to bring you a drink as soon as you arrived. He said that you would figure it out." With that mysterious explanation, she sauntered away.

"What? How am I supposed to figure out who it was?" I looked around the crowded bar and didn't see anyone I knew or even anyone who was looking at me. I turned back to Alexis and Ty. "Oh well, I don't know who my generous fan is, but at least I got a free drink from him!" I raised my glass, clinked their glasses, and then we all drank.

I savored a swig of Kahlua & Crème. "Oh my god! This drink! I think I know who it is!" I searched the crowded room again.

"Who?" asked Alexis. "How do you know?"

"Hold on. I have to look around. I'll be right back." Puzzled, they watched me disappear into the crowd. Sure enough, I found Lance and Yazmín sitting in a dark corner booth on the far end of the room.

"I knew you would find your way back to us," said Lance confidently. "Join us."

"Hi! I'd love to, but I'm here with my roommate and her boyfriend."

"The more the merrier. Bring them to us."

"Um, okay, I guess. If they're not too freaked out. I kind of told them about us," I added tentatively.

"We'll be gentle with them," smiled Lance.

I made my way back to Alexis and Ty.

"Well?" she asked.

"I found him. Well, them, actually."

"Who is it?" she demanded.

"Remember the couple I told you about?" I asked.

"You mean the ones who took you home and ravaged you?" Ty raised his voice and his eyebrows. I nodded. "They're here?!" I nodded again. "Which ones? I want to see them!"

"Actually, they want to meet you. They invited us to join them."

"They want to meet us?" Ty asked incredulously. "Did you tell them about us and our, um, activities?"

"No, no. They asked me to sit down, but I said I was here with you. They invited all three of us to join them in their booth."

We looked at each other for a minute, and then Alexis said, "Well okay. Let's go meet your hunky secret admirer and his sexy concubine! Our inspiration! Our muses!" Ty laughed. I grinned nervously. We grabbed our drinks and made our way to the far end of the bar. We stood in front of them and I introduced everybody.

Lance shook Ty's hand and welcomed Alexis with a hug. Direct as always, he assigned us our places. "Layla, sit here between Yazmín and I. Alexis, you will sit here on the other side of Yazmín. Ty, you will sit on that end and I will sit on the other end." We all sat where he directed us to. As I slid in next to Yazmín, she gave me a soft hug and a quick kiss. Alexis arched her eyebrows at me with a grin.

"So, you are Layla's roommate?" Lance asked, looking at Alexis.

"Yes, we live together in the dorm. We're both seniors at the university."

"Ah, quite an intimate setting," he said knowingly. She nodded her head, wondering what he meant by that. "I imagine that you have grown quite close then." She nodded again and smiled nervously. "Tell me about your relationship with her."

"Oh, okay. Well, we get along great. We can talk with each other about anything. We help each other when we need it. We borrow each other's clothes. I don't know... she's my bestie!"

"Sharing is caring. Sounds like you share a lot with each other. And this is your lover?"

"Yes, Ty is my boyfriend."

"Tell me about your relationship with him."

"Well, Ty and I have dated for about two years. We met in a psychology class we were both taking. He pretended to need help with homework, so I agreed to meet with him after class. One thing led to another and here we are, still together."

"So, you've dated exclusively for two years now?"

Tension hung in the air as she hesitated to answer. "Yes, um," she stammered, unsure of what to say.

"Answer the question honestly." His piercing stare made her panic.

"Uh, well, mostly?" She was blushing and fidgeting.

"Yes or no," he demanded.

"No," she said meekly.

"I see. So, you are not monogamous. Ty, was it you who slept with someone else or was it her?"

"Well, uh, it was sort of both of us, actually." He blushed.

"May I say something?" I interjected. I felt a need to rescue them from the uncomfortable interrogation. I felt responsible not only for the grilling they were enduring, but also for the content of their answer.

"Yes. Does the bestie have the best answer? Your friends appear to be feeling rather trepidatious. Please, elucidate."

"Well, um, you see, I kind of told them about our little rendezvous." I paused to see Lance's reaction. His face betrayed no emotions, so I continued with caution. "And, well, it kind of got them talking about the idea of a menage-a-trois. So, we, like, kind of got together last weekend."

"Ah, so,

our

tryst inspired

your

tryst?" he asked, turning to them with unconcealed glee. "Intriguing. Tell me, did you enjoy it?" They both nodded. "Would you do it again?" They both smiled in embarrassment.

"Answer the question," he demanded. His voice was firm. They looked at each other, each wanting the other to go first.

"Yes," Alexis finally admitted.

"Yes," Ty agreed, relieved that she had answered first.

Lance turned his gaze to me. "Layla, did you enjoy fucking your roommate and her boyfriend?" I turned red and nodded. "I want to hear your complete answer." His tone was domineering. I felt my pulse quicken and warmth in my crotch.

I looked down. I knew how he wanted me to answer. "Yes, sir, I enjoyed fucking my roommate and her boyfriend." I peeked up. Alexis and Ty both had their mouths open in surprise at my subservient response and explicit language. I felt embarrassed at acting submissive to him in front of them but I knew from experience that it was best to answer him exactly how he wanted me to.

"Tell us, what did you like best about the experience? What did you like doing? Be very specific and descriptive." I felt so unnerved. He casually signaled Desiré for another round as he awaited my answer.

"The entire experience was special because I like them both a lot and I think that they are both very good looking..."

"Layla." He cut me off. "That is not specific. That is vague and generalized. You are not doing what I asked. I will give you one more chance. Tell us exactly what you enjoyed doing with them."

"I'm sorry, sir." I paused for a deep breath and collected my courage. Then I blurted out, "I loved kissing her soft lips and feeling her taut breasts—especially her hard nipples. I liked feeling his big hands grab my ass aggressively and squeeze me tightly. I liked licking her pussy, making her squirm with my tongue, and hearing her moan in appreciation. I loved sucking his dick and feeling his desperation as he tried to keep from coming too soon. Most of all, I loved getting fucked hard by his big cock while she rubbed my clit and played with my nipples." After that outburst, I was overcome by embarrassment. "Oh my god!" I clapped my hand over my mouth.

Alexis and Ty looked shocked at not only what I had said, but how coarsely I had said it.

"That sounds really hot," commented Yazmín, as she put an arm around my shoulders and placed her other hand on my leg. "I'm sorry I missed it. I'm sure I would have liked it too," she added before kissing me on the cheek.

"And this transpired in the privacy of your shared dorm room? Lance asked Alexis.

She cleared her throat and squirmed in her seat. "Well, yes and no." Lance arched his eyebrows in a question. "Uh, yes it happened in our room, but..." Lance waited for her without rescuing her, his silence forcing her to continue her explanation. "We didn't have privacy. Layla forgot to close the door."

"Ah, so you had an audience?"

"Yeah, a bunch of people from our hall saw us."

"Did you like having people watch you fuck?"

"It was embarrassing when we found out, but we didn't realize people were watching us until we were done. By then, there was nothing that we could do about it," she explained.

"So, when you have no choice, you're okay fucking in public." The way he said it, it sounded more like a statement than a question. Alexis didn't answer with words, but her boobs were rising and falling dramatically as she breathed heavily. Ty was silently perspiring. "I know that Layla shares that sentiment with you. She'll knowingly fuck in front of total strangers if I tell her to."

"So will I," added Yazmín as she squeezed my thigh tightly, sending a zap of electricity to my pussy as I recalled our performance in the window.

"We are going to play a game," Lance announced. "It is a combination of Truth or Dare, Simon Says, and Chicken. Are you two competitive?" he asked, pointing at Alexis and I. We both nodded tentatively, feeling anxious. "Let's see who wins. Layla, you will go first." I gulped.

"Do you enjoy pleasing me?" I nodded, feeling the anxiety rise in my body. Yazmín stroked my leg, which felt good, but didn't quite calm my nerves. "Alexis, do you like to please your boyfriend?" She nodded nervously, grabbing Ty's hand under the table. "Layla, do you get turned on when you go down on guys?" While his boldness shocked me, I unintentionally licked my lips and whispered, "Yes". "Alexis, do you like to suck cock?" Her eyes got really big and she emitted a squeaky sound that wasn't quite a word, but seemed affirmative. "Layla, look me in the eyes." I complied. "Pull down my zipper."

"What? Here?!"

"Layla, I just told you what I want you to do. I was clear. I expect compliance."

I was freaked out, but if I'm honest, I was also turned on. I looked at the people in the bar. We were far enough from the crowd that no one was paying attention to us, as far as I could tell.

"Yes, sir." I took a deep breath and reached over. I pulled his zipper down. I felt my hand brush against him. He was semi-hard. I felt moisture in my panties. I pulled my hands back to my lap.

"Good girl. Now, Alexis, pull down Ty's zipper." She looked at him, terrified. Then she looked up at Ty. He shrugged helplessly.

Then she looked at me for guidance. I nodded, and said, "it's okay if you don't want to, but it's also okay if you want to." She hesitated. Then she reached over and unzipped him. When she finished, she sat up and put her hands in her lap.

"Good girl." She smiled, relieved that she had pleased him. "Now, Layla and Alexis, I want you to look at each other. Do not break eye contact." We smiled nervously at each other. "Now, reach over and place your hands in our laps." We looked at each other, silently asking each other if we were going to go through with this. I nodded first, and then she nodded in confirmation. I reached over and placed my hand over Lance's open zipper, feeling his hardness under the fabric. I saw Alexis' arm move toward Ty's lap. "Yazmín, these two girls seem quite nervous. Soothe their nerves with your comforting touch. Please."

"Yes, sir." As she sat between Alexis and I, she reached out with each arm and rubbed her hands slowly up and down our legs, gradually shifting from the outside to the inside of our thighs and slowly pushing our skirts higher and higher. It wasn't exactly soothing our nerves, but it was turning us on even more. Alexis was swallowing hard. I was biting my lip. Both of us were perspiring. My heart was beating fast. I'm sure hers was too.

"Girls, maintain eye contact. Now, reach inside and pull out our cocks. Please."

"Oh my god," exclaimed Alexis, panting. I licked my lip and felt my pussy tingle. I rummaged around until my fingers found the fly to his underwear. I slid my hand in and felt his warm, meaty dick, causing me to inhale audibly. It was half way between soft and hard. Thick, but still pliable. My pussy was wet and I was breathing hard. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it out of his pants. I could see Alexis trying to concentrate on what she was doing with her hand while staring at me. Eventually, she gave a short nod of her head, indicating that she had completed the task. She was also breathing quite heavily. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that Ty was starting to squirm.

"Yazmín," Lance was still in control, but his voice was getting huskier. "I want you to ensure that the girl's needs are attended to as well. Please. Girls, remember to keep eye contact with each other."

"Yes, sir. With pleasure." I felt Yazmín's hand move under my skirt and up to my mound. Alexis' eyes grew even bigger. Then I felt Yazmín's fingers slip under the elastic waistband of my panties. Alexis squirmed and mewed. The fingers slowly worked their way down and pressed on my clit. Alexis and I both cried out and jumped at the same time. "Umm," purred Yazmín. "There is a lot of heat down there." She rubbed her fingers slowly around our clits. We squirmed and moaned. "And so very sensitive," she added in mock chastisement.

"Layla and Alexis," continued Lance, redirecting some of my attention from what Yazmín's fingers were doing in my panties. "Slowly stroke your hand up and down our cocks while maintaining eye contact." I bit my lip again. For the first time, I detected more desire than fear in Alexis' face. I felt Lance's erection grow bigger as I slowly jerked him off. I moaned. My attention was split between his erect cock in my hand and my erect clit in Yazmín's hand. It was increasingly difficult to focus. I could tell by the contortions in Alexis' face that she was struggling between the dualling pleasures as well. I felt my chest grow flush. I had to breathe through my mouth instead of my nose because I was panting so hard. Alexis' eyelids were fluttering. I wanted him to grant permission for us to go faster because I could feel an orgasm beginning to well up inside of me.

"Now put your heads under the table and suck our cocks."

"Oh! Oh my god! What?" blurted Alexis.

"Ty?" began Lance.

"Huh?" moaned Ty.

"Are you rooting for your girlfriend to win this game?" asked Lance.

"Yeah," he answered breathlessly. His voice was distant, not quite understanding at first. "Yeah. Yeah."

"I hope she doesn't disappoint you."

"Babe," he said, but wasn't able to continue. There was an awkward pause as we all waited to see what would happen next. My panties were wet. So were Yasmín's fingers.

"I want it, Alexis." I said encouragingly while looking at her. "I know you do too. Come on, let's do this together. Let's do what he says."

Still staring at me, she asked, "Is anyone looking?"

"Not yet," answered Lance.

"Count to three," suggested Yazmín.

Alexis nodded at me, and we inhaled simultaneously. "One." I licked my lips. "Two." I blew her a kiss. "Three!" We finally broke eye contact and ducked under the table. I held Lance's dick up to my lips and kissed the tip. I heard Ty moan. I maneuvered my body on the booth's seat to get a better angle. As I did so, I lifted my butt off the seat, and leaned my weight on my hip. Yazmín's hand slipped out of the front of my panties. I felt her flip up the back of my skirt, and pull down my panties from behind. As my lips slid over the head of Lance's engorged cock, I felt her fingers slide over my labia. I heard Alexis make a surprised muffled cry. Yazmín must have been doing the same thing to Alexis with her other hand. Yazmín's fingers slid up and down my slit, adding slight pressure and getting more slick with each pass. My mouth took more of his length inside with each bob of my head. I was matching Yazmín's strokes with my own. Finally, my pussy lips parted, and her finger slipped inside my wet hole.

"Mmmm," I moaned. I wasn't sure if I was responding to the cock I was sucking or the finger that was penetrating me. It didn't matter. They both felt fantastic. When Yazmín added a second finger, and shoved both of them all the way in my cunt, I grunted loudly and drove my face all the way down on Lance's cock.

I heard Alexis whimpering rhythmically. I opened my eyes and looked across at her under the table. She was sucking Ty's cock enthusiastically, eager to make him cum. I could see Yazmín's hand working her pussy furiously, just like she was working mine. I tried to get Alexis' attention while impaling my mouth on Lance's dick. "Um hm, um hm, uh hm," I moaned loudly. After a while, she opened her eyes and saw me slurping on Lance's cock with gusto. We had an unspoken moment of mutual recognition. Her expression was full of pure lust, as was mine, I'm sure. She was making a high-pitched whine. She was close. I was on the edge too. Our muffled noises were both getting louder and shriller each time we sucked those dicks and each time Yazmín thrust her fingers inside our pussies. I wasn't going to last much longer. By the look in her eyes, I could tell that Alexis wasn't either.

Suddenly, Lance's hand pushed my head down all the way and held it in place. I gagged. His leg's stiffened and his thigh muscles contracted. I felt his already large cock swell even bigger in my mouth. I looked at Alexis in anticipation, her eyes locked on mine. Lance's cock exploded in my mouth, sending spasms of cum jetting down my throat. My eyelids fluttered. I heard him growl audibly above me. As his spasms continued, I choked, causing the last few spurts to seep out of my lips and down my chin.

I heard Ty groan and saw his legs go rigid under the table. Alexis whimpered as Ty's dick jerked in her mouth. I saw her throat swallow several times as she eagerly devoured his cum. Then her eyes rolled back in her head and her hips twitched. Her orgasm hit her hard. Ty's slick cock slipped out of her mouth and she grabbed it in her fist. Her body shuddered and she groaned "Ohhhhhh! Oh, fuck! Oh fuck! Yes!"

Seeing her climax sent me over the edge too. With Lance's hard cock still in my mouth, and Yasmín's fingers still in my twat, my pussy convulsed and my body shuddered. "Oh my god! Ahhhhh!" Lance's cum dribbled over my fingers. I slowly jacked him as the waves of climax gradually receded in my body.

I remained in place for a while, basking in the pleasant aftershocks. Eventually, I opened my eyes to see Alexis looking at me. She had a look of pure bliss on her face. I smiled at her and she blew me a kiss. I silently mouthed "I told you so" at her. She mouthed back "you were right." We smiled. I nodded my head, indicating it was time to sit up.

As our heads rose above the table top, Yazmín slid her fingers out of our pussies and we released the guy's dicks from our hands. We watched in fascination as Yazmín brought each of her hands up to her face and proceeded to insert her fingers, one at a time, into her mouth. She slurped them clean and pulled each one through her lips with a pop. I looked at Alexis, and brought my hand up to my face. The few globs of sticky cum that I didn't swallow were hanging from my fingers. I licked them clean, imitating Yazmín. Then Alexis did the same.