Despite the excitement and thrills of Eva's visit to my dorm room, I was not able to follow up other than with a quick phone call complimenting her for her talents and ingenuity. I still had not recovered several days later, and to this day (20 years later) I can still see that pearl necklace across her substantial tits.
I wrote some exams and dealt with more schoolwork than I had ever faced, but all the while, I remained motivated because when it was done, I could find my way back to Eva and Ray's.
Almost a month passed before I was able to confirm another visit to my friends' home for some recreation. By now we were not even coy about what was going on. Eva would tell me how Ray had fucked her just that afternoon or how she had put on a show for some teens at the mall. But always it came back to "when are you coming back over here, doll?"
With mid-terms out of the way I finally freed up a whole Friday afternoon for some coitus, fellatio and who knows what else. I was headed over to Eva's house with all the intentions of making a full afternoon of it — but I would have to be back on campus for a dorm party by 9 o'clock.
As I was about to ring the bell, Ray opened up the door and welcomed me in. He told me that Eva was still out, "something to do with her hair."
I followed him in and we went straight to his study. (This was the room from which he had watched us making out in the pool, but the window he had come all over showed no worse for the experience.)
We sat on these oversized lounge chairs and were soon sipping a very fine scotch, something a hundred years old, he told me. It was strong, but very smooth.
We chatted about current politics, what was going on in the sports world and a miscellany of other subjects, but eventually we got onto sex. No surprise there, I tell you.
Ray asked me how adventurous I felt.
"What do you mean, adventurous?"
"I know what Eva did with you in the dorm, plus what we've seen you participate in right here, but she's been wanting something different and it is going to need both of us."
Now I was getting really curious. "Go on...."
"This might sound odd and might surprise you, but she's scared of trying double-penetration, but is dying to do so. She just doesn't think she can handle two big cocks, but she wants me to be one of the pricks penetrating her."
"I'm pretty much game for anything with Eva, even with you there as you know. What's the problem?"
"Nothing really, but she's almost phobic about it so I need you to help me work her up to it."
I was very surprised at this seemingly minor admission. Eva had never done DP? Then again, I had not either so who was I to talk. And it did sound pretty hot, though another man's cock right against mine? Not so sure, but Eva would be there keeping us apart, more or less.
Ray and I made a plan, and waited for Eva to get home, enjoying a little more scotch.
When we heard her pull into the driveway, we jumped into action. I went out the back door and hid out of the way (we'd moved my bike into the garage where she wouldn't see it).
Eva came in, calling out "Ray, Paul? Are you guys home?"
No answer. I watched her wandering about downstairs, calling for us. By the time she made her way to the back of the house, I had watched her wander from room to room. This little voyeur thing was fun.
Eva did not look worried, but finding no one home, she dropped off her purchases and poured herself a glass of wine. 'Good start,' I thought. She then wandered deeper into the house, ending up in the sunroom overlooking the pool deck. And there was Ray, all ready for her.
"Ray! What are you doing? Where's Paul?"
