It has been about a month now since my blackmail gang blowjob session with the four boys, and my mind was in turmoil about what had happened but more worryingly my responses during the session.
At first I had been horrified and ashamed at what I was being forced to do, not physically forced, but emotionally forced, I know some will say it was my own fault playing strip poker with them anyway, then to refuse to take my final piece of clothing off after losing was bad enough, but to then take on another bet knowing the consequences was stupid. What was worrying me more was my eventual enjoyment of what I was doing and that it didn't take too long for me to do so.
Mike had approached me a couple of days later and asked to speak to me, then said Chris & Paul also wanted to talk to me, they all wanted to apologise but didn't want to approach me as a group in case it freaked me out. I agreed to meet them in the student union canteen, when we were all seated the three boys all said how sorry they were for what they had made me do, that they had gone too far and they knew it, they also knew that they could be in big trouble if I raised a complaint, "it went too far," Chris said.
"Too far, it was more than too far," I said, "but as long as nothing more was said and they knew nothing like that was going to happen again I would forget it.
"Where's Steve?" I asked. "Isn't he going to apologise?"
"Steve's a shit and wouldn't come, but we'll keep him in line"' Paul replied.
Chris and Paul left but Mike kept sitting with me then he asked to be my boyfriend and could we go out. I told him no-way was I going to have a boyfriend who knew I had sucked off three of his mates, but that he could be a friend as he had come to see me and apologise.
Charlotte or Charlie and Kerry the two girls I share a flat with and who are in their second year at Uni, were lazing around at the end of the week, the two of them half naked i.e. bra and panties as was their usual state of dress when we were alone, whilst I was in shorts and halter top t-shirt. When I first moved in with them this had been a bit of a shock to me as I was so shy and modest, they were never completely naked but bra and panties or tops with no bras, or even skirts with no panties was the norm for those girls and I found that I became more comfortable with their relaxed attitude to undress, as they said, "we're all girls together, we've all got the same bits, so what's the problem." I did find their attitude liberating
Both girls were stunning to look at, Charlie, is a brunet cut short, the same height as me with a nice figure that is not as full as mine and I'm sure her boobs are not quite as big (34C). Kerry is a pocket dynamo about five feet five inches tall, with a body that is honed to perfection from all the sports that she does, she has small compact boobs, narrow hips and perfectly toned legs and semi-cropped bright magenta hair. She plays rugby, hockey and is a brilliant netball centre.
Now I don't want to say that all women who play sport are lesbian or that all women that are lesbian play sport, but Kerry is purely lesbian, while Charlie seems to swing both ways, I know that they have had a fling in the past. The thing is even though I've never entertained the thought of girl on girl sex, I find Kerry very attractive, but she is so intense.
"Come on girl what's up?" asked Kerry, "You're really looking down and its Friday night, time to party, you're eighteen, a student away from home; have some fun."
"I've got some-things running through my head," I said. "I don't want to talk about them."
"No way honey, spill the beans you can talk to us, we can sort things out we're your friends," Charlie said.
"No I can't it's too embarrassing," I said.
"Oh," both girls went together, "now we're intrigued."
I took a big gulp of air and told them what had happened and about Mike wanting to be my boyfriend. Both girls looked stunned, and then Kerry said "I'm going to castrate the fucking bastards." Looking as if she really meant it.
I told her that everything was ok now with Mike, Chris and Pete but Steve was still being a bit of a shit.
Charlie looked at me with a sly grin said, "You know there is a way that things can work out with Mike if you want, he is cute, I'd jump him any day"'
"Slut," came from Kerry.
"Jealous bitch, you know you want to yourself but you're afraid he'll ruin your lezza credentials. No seriously Jenny, how about Mike being a "friend with benefits."
"What?" I said.
"Friend with benefits, not full on boy and girl friend but two people who hang out with no commitments but sex on call if they want it."
"No way I'm not that type of a girl," I said.
"It won't work, she's still a virgin so where's the sex benefits," said Kerry.
"Ok, ok, friend with benefit, you obviously know how to, and it seems you like to suck his cock, offer him that, no boy's going to turn down blowjobs on tap," Charlie replied.
"It could work out for you, you get more experience, no commitments, and sex as YOU want," again from Kerry.
"I'll think about it, he is cute," I replied. Intrigued at the thought of maybe getting together with Mike in some way.
"Good," said Kerry, "now what I think you need now to cheer you up and to expand your education is a good session of girl love."
"WHAT?"
"You can't suggest that, the girl is vulnerable as it is," said Charlie.
"What better time then, and we now know how she reacts to things like that."
What are you two talking about?" I asked.
"Oh come on! Girl on Girl loving."
"No way, I'm a fucking virgin, I want a dick first before I even think about trying girls."
"Better the other way round, girls take their time and build things up nice and slowly" said Charlie as she stood up from the sofa and taking my hand drew me up with her. "Kerry you hold back, you're too intense for her first time."
"No," I went though not as forcefully as I should have, "and stop talking about me as if I'm not here."
"It will be ok sweetie," said Charlie as she pulled me to her, placed her hand gently around my waist and started to slowly caress me as she stared deeply into my eyes. It felt good, good but wrong.