Tara

To my surprise I arrived home to find a voice mail from my old college room mate Devon. She'd be in town for a conference and wanted to try and get together for dinner. I smiled knowing Art would be expecting a private little show from Devon and I. Then it occurred to me, why not give Art and Mr. King a show. It would be a "shoe in" for Art's promoton, and I'd get to have a little more fun!

I dialed Devon back.

"Hey Devaroo".

"Oh hey Tara, you got my message?"

"Yeah, but how about this? Instead of staying in some on crummy hotel, you can stay with us. We live near a light rail line and you could commute to the conference, or I could drive you since I work from home now."

"Lucky girl...that sounds great though, plus I'd love to spend time with you and Art. I don't' think I've had the chance to really ever talk to him."

"Well, we are already for you here, so just let me know if you can cancel you hotel plans."

"I will, see ya soon."

"Later." I hung up the phone. Devon, she was a great friend through college and the best roommate. We did all the normal things college roommates do, party, make out with new guys and then kick them out of the dorm room with their eager pricks in their hands.

But I guess what really sealed our friendship was discovering that Devon was bisexual.

I had been in the science lab for hours one day working on a final. When my eyes started to blur, I figured it was time to get back to the dorm, shower and crash. So I went back to my dorm, stripped and put on my bathrobe, grabbed shower kit and towel and headed to the showers. Because it was the middle of the day, I didn't expect anyone to be in the showers. However, when I walked in I could here at least one going. I started to sort out my toiletries before hopping in the shower, then I heard a voice, a giggle actually. It was coming from the running shower at the very end of the area. I tip toed down thinking some chick must have been showering with her boyfriend.

From the adjacent shower, I used the small bench to step on and look over the top.

Wow! It was Devon and the RA Visha, a very beautiful Indian girl. They were all lathered up and kissing and stroking each other. Then I saw Visha, brace herself against the shower wall as Devon kneeled down and went to work between her legs. Visha was in heaven moaning and grinding her hips. Devon devoured her pussy, gripping her ass from behind and pushing Visha's soapy pussy into her wet face. Visha spread her carmel legs wider, moaned for more and finally came. Then Devon rose back up and they began kissing and fondling each other again. Devon, using the bench took her seat, Visha bet over and looked through a bag and came up with an odd looking dildo, it had two heads like a real penis on either end. Devon opened her legs and Visa began working the extra long dildo into Devon's soapy cunt. Once Devon was getting off and humping the plastic cock, Visha straddled it and it slide perfectly into her cunt. She was able to sit on Devon's legs and they humped the dildo back and forth. Visha threw her head back as she fucked the dildo in and out of her cunt and Devon's. Devon, so cuaght up in the pleasure, licked, nibbled and pulled at her heavy brown nipples.

I looked down and realized that my fingers were toying with my clit and I was getting shaky.

Visha, grabbed Devon while she slid up and down on the dildo and they kissed again, she fondled Devon small breast and Devon returned the touch. Soon both girls were lost in ecstasy as they both reach trembling climaxes. Devon, grabbed Visha and pulled her closer, also pulling the dildo deeper into them both. They huffed and puffed and rode the entire orgasm away.

I was awe stuck. I quietly slipped down and grabbed my things and rushed into one of the stalls so I wouldn't be discovered when they walked out.

I didn't even shower. I went back to my dorm room; Devon was not there so I assumed she was still at Visha's. I called Chad my then football player boyfriend and told him I was on my way. Once I got to his frat house, I literally attacked him. I fucked him so hard and so long, with visions of Devon and Visha in my head, that it scared him. I must have rode his pole three times until I finally had to simply collapse. I don't think he minded one bit.

I soon left Chad's and returned to the dorm where I found Devon on her bed studying, looking like Ms. Innocent.

"I know where you've been." She said as I walked through the door. I smiled and said:

"I'm going to take a shower. Care to join me." I grabbed my shower kit and towel and walked out.

I was already under the shower by the time Devon appeared at my stall. I rinsed off and turned the water off.

"What was that crack about?" She didn't look mad, just surprised.

"Nothin'." I grabbed my towel and started to dry off slowly, trying to see if she were checking me out.

"You saw.."

I smiled at her and said nothing. I slipped on my robe and walked back to the dorm room with Devon. Once we were inside, she started to talk again.

"You saw me and Visha?"

"What in the hell was that thing you two were humpin' on?"

Devon started laughing and so did I. She threw a pillow at me.

"Shut up!"

I threw it back and the wrestling match was on. Still in my robe, I jumped on her bed and attacked her with a pillow; she fired back with stuffed animals. Devon grabbed the pillow from my hands and threw it back on my bed. With no warning, she brushed my robed back and let my tits fall forward and her mouth was hungrily sucking. I felt light head, confused, repulsed, turn on all at once.

"Devon."

But she kept on sucking and grabbing. The familiar warm sensation started to rise between my legs, but still I tried to resisted.

"No, please..."

She pushed me back on the bed and stuck a knee between my legs. I suddenly felt her finger slip into my cunt. She softly teased me as I struggled against her, but truthfully, I had lost my strength and was slowly giving over to the pleasure. Once she saw me calm down, she slid down my body and began tasting my pussy. It was heavenly, way better than Chad, who never finished the job anyway. Devon, licked and sucked my pussy gently until she saw the demand in my hips then she pressed her mouth close and sucked and licked harder until I came, shouting very loudly, so loud the she had to cover my mouth with hers. That sent us into a deep, hungry passionate kiss. I pulled her body closer to mine feeling her tits press into mine. I even open my legs and wrapped them around her. Devon began grinding her pussy against mine. She moaned softly, humping in small circles that soon became thrashing thrust. She kissed my mouth hard and squeezed my tits. Her need to cum made her press her pussy harder into mine. I began to feel the effects of the pussy-to-pussy contact and responded back trying to get my clit to kiss hers. Together we thrust at each other, rushing towards the ultimate orgasm. Devon came first, her whole body trembled.

"Oh, Tara, oh Tara, oh it feels so good. Doesn't it."

Before I could answer I felt that surge start at my spine and race to my cunt. I pulled my legs up higher on to her back attempting to give my clit more contact.

"Ah, ah, ah..." was all I can utter. Again Devon covered my lips with hers to stifle my loud cumming cry. I pushed my pussy into hers fiercely as the orgasm swept over my whole body. My tongue was plunging in and out of Devon's mouth and my whole body was trembling with delight. I clutched her tightly until the moment passed and left me totally exhausted.

She sat up on the small dorm bed and looked down at me and smiled.

"Whoa." Was all I could say. I got up and went over to my bed.

"Well." Devon said, "How was that?"

"I've never, I mean, I'm not gay."

"I'm not either Tara. Ever heard of bi-sexuality?"

"Yes, but I'm not bi-..."

"Well, if you do it once, then no, you are not bi, but if you have any more encounters through out your life then honey I got news for you."

"I need a beer."

So we got dressed and went and hit the bars and hit on guys for the rest of the night. After that time, every once and a while Devon and I would go after each other in a mad frenzy, usually after drinking. We even performed for a couple of drunk nerds once. But then after college, I was basically a good girl. Right up until the encounter in Arts office.