The sounds of excitement aroused Rob further, and his fingers began a more thorough exploration of Chandra's crotch. He dipped a finger just an inch and a half below her clit to graze the pool below, then returned to her clit and ran his delightfully slippery finger over and around it. Chandra spread her legs further, and tried to grind her clit into Rob's finger. He danced around her movements, and slowly drove his finger below her clit and toward her vagina. She reciprocated her excitement onto the phallus in front of her, wetting it to match her soaking crotch, tightening her lips around the head and milking the shaft – making it wetter and wetter as a finger sank two knuckles into her vagina.
Chan's moans came more frequently, and more loudly now. Rob slipped his free hand under her grinding ass, and slid himself out from underneath her. Disappointed, she pulled Will's penis from her mouth to voice her complaint. But Will placed a hand at the back of her head and drove himself back into her mouth, this time deeper than before. Aware of quick movements to her left, Chandra attempted to turn her head to look, but was instead driven down hard on Will's thick penis. She focused on producing as much spit as possible. Working up a good lather, Chandra had just gotten down a rhythm she thought would do the trick, when she was flung backwards onto the bed by an arm from behind her. She landed diagonally, her head perched on one side, her legs hanging from another.
Disoriented, it took her a moment to register that the penis pressing back into her mouth was several shades darker than that which was just plucked from it. Looking up, she saw Rob's tall body hovering over hers, though the image appeared to be upside-down, as he was standing on the floor over her head. She felt hands at her knees, pushing them upward and into her chest. Another hand at her vulva, and Chan glanced up just in time to see Will's face as he sank his penis into her sopping vagina with one powerful thrust of his hips.
Chandra's moan echoed off the walls this time, and Rob took the opportunity to thrust his stiff penis deep into her mouth. Nearly gagging, she tried to draw back her head, and Rob let her do so just enough to work up some spit. Once she did, he plunged back into her mouth, thrusting more forcefully than Will had. Rob's penis was thicker than Will's, and she wrapped one hand around it – partly to try to steady herself in the awkward position, and also to try to control his thrusts.
Will's breath came in ragged gasps, and he held Chandra's legs for leverage, pulling almost completely out of her soaking vagina before sinking in as far as he could go before he hit her cervix. Some women, she knew, find the sensation of cocks banging at the doors of their uterus uncomfortable, but Chandra felt as though each thrust scratched her most elusive of itches, and she raised her hips to match each of them.
With one hand directing the penis at her mouth, she brought her other down to her clit, which was still wet from Rob's gentle diddle earlier. She began tracing the outline of her nub, which electrified every sensory input she was experiencing. Will's long thrusts into her vagina scraped along her lubed walls until they hit a spot that made her shudder. Rob continued to hump her mouth, his posture taking on more and more of a hunch. He had begun to purse his lips, and Chandra responded by working up more spit and tightening her grasp on his shaft.
With a start, Will hurled his torso onto hers, his legs still rooted to the floor. He began feverishly driving himself into her, the weight of his chest trapping her hand underneath him. With this, her fingers ground down on her clitoris and caused her to elicit short, high-pitched grunts that matched his thrusts. The noises drove Rob wild, and he flung her hand off his shaft, replacing it with his own strong hand. He pumped at his own penis, popping his swollen head in and out of her wet mouth until his face stretched into a grimace of ecstasy and he drove the entire length of it into her mouth, ejaculating into her throat.
Chandra coughed and spluttered, clearing the way for her to draw in deep, loud breaths as Will piled most of his weight on her chest, driving his rigid, thick cock as deeply into her as his hips could push. She squeezed her pelvic muscles, popping her clitoris out a couple millimeters, which was all she needed. She rubbed the slick nub until contractions deep within her belly accompanied Will's lubricious thrusts. A wave of euphoria started at the top of her head, cracking like a Cascaron egg filled with confetti, dripped down to her quivering stomach and made her uterus flutter. As her muscles contracted, Will slowed his thrusts, and moaned once, twice. His torso seemed to melt, to become lithe and limber, and his rigid thrusts loosened into head-lolling bucks as he spasmed and sent jet after jet of sperm into her.
Will fell, more than laid on her. Chandra's legs lowered until they were resting again on the floor. Sweat trickled from his chest onto hers, and she had to turn her head sideways to breathe from underneath him. The two gasped for breath for a moment, until Chandra gently but firmly pushed him off of her, gratefully feeling the swirl of cool air come between their sweaty bodies.
Rob came into her sight again, still upside down, this time with a limp penis and a bathroom towel. He bent and wiped his stray come from her face, then leaned further to place a gentle, rich kiss on her lips. The tenderness of his act surprised her, and without thinking she reached a hand to his face and stroked his stubble-covered cheek. Rob broke the embrace, and Chandra had taken only one breath before Will reached over and covered her swollen lips with his own. She heard a crinkle from underneath her back, and pulled out an empty condom wrapper. When had Will had time to slip one on? Her respect level for him rose enormously, and she was also grateful not to have his sperm dribbling down her legs. This is the mark of a roommate who takes care of his own messes.
Physically exhausted, emotionally overwhelmed, and confused as hell, Chandra licked the remnants of the kisses from the corners of her mouth, and got up to find some water. None of them had said anything since Rob got back from the liquor store, and Rob was the first one to break the long yet passionate silence.
"You passed the hazing, Stein. You're in." He winked at her.
"Yeah," Will said groggily from the bed, "if you don't pay your rent on time, we tar and feather you...and then do this all over again."
"Yeah, and if Will doesn't pay his rent on time, we do this all over again, except he's on bottom!"
Standing at the threshold of the bathroom, wearing only an extremely rumpled shirt and gulping a glass of water, Chandra smiled around the plastic-wrapped cup. Finished, she set the cup down and said "I'm not too worried. I just discovered a love for dark meat and red meat. You two won't be able to get rid of me."
