Love and Sex During a Pandemic

"Did you see the email?"

It took Danny a few moments to respond to Becca. She had woken him up from a nap. He was pretty sure he hadn't seen the email she was referring to since he had no idea what she was talking about. The tremor in her voice scared him. He replied with a hesitating "no..."

"School is closed. Classes are all remote now. Dorms are closed. This fucking virus..." Now Becca was crying.

"Holy shit." He was awake now, but still getting his bearings. His friend Alex had predicted this would happen but Danny had dismissed him. He couldn't imagine that school would be closed for a virus, but here he was. And Becca sounded like she was breaking down. He had learned she cried much more easily than him from watching movies, but he was confused. Cancelled school didn't sound that bad to him."

"I-I-won't see-see-see you again until the fall." And then the full weight of what had just happened hit him. The best thing to happen to him was over. Or paused. He'd been getting his hopes up that he'd lose his virginity to her before summer. Alex, Kevin, Jason all said it was a sure thing as long as he didn't shit the bed. Well now it was surely not going to happen. Danny wasn't going to be able to get back into his dorm. The three day trip to see his parents was now going to last for months. Would he even be able to go back to get his things and say goodbye? His mind was racing, but now he had only one job: calm his girlfriend down."

"Hey, hey, it's going to be okay."

"No it's not! Every day it gets worse. People are dying all over. They think New York is going to be a disaster. You probably can't come back until the fall. Until then, I'm stuck here with Katie. And probably Scott." Becca liked Katie just fine. They hadn't met before becoming roommates. Scott was a different story. He was her boyfriend, and he just made Becca and Danny uncomfortable. Katie and Scott were definitely fucking, and they didn't care who knew. It made Becca and Danny more than a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, now. We can still talk and text. And we can video call. And it'll be like I'm right there."

She was on her way to being cried out. "But it won't be the same. And it's just so sad and scary."

"We're going to be okay."

"I hope so."

"Trust me."

Becca and Danny had been dating for just a couple of months, but things were already getting serious. He'd stopped himself from saying "I love you" twice, not because he didn't know if he meant it, but because he was worried it'd be too much too soon.

What he didn't know was that Becca had already made up her mind about Danny, and she was just waiting for the day that he said it so that she could tell him that she loved him too. All of her friends had told her that men get scared off if the girl says it too soon. She had decided that she would tell him after a year whether he said it or not. But after just three months, she has ample hope that he would beat her. They had become friends in the fall, but only started actively dating in January. Neither had any relationship experience before, so things were moving at a snail's pace. Katie was constantly amused by the lack of sexual progress. Both Danny and Becca had come from somewhat sheltered backgrounds. Becca's parents were strict Christians, and Danny was an oldest child and an incredibly shy and awkward teenager in high school. His first two years of college had given him a small circle of friends, but he had never been successful with the opposite sex. Until Becca.

From the moment they'd found themselves sharing a booth at lunch after class in November, they'd clicked. She was quick to share her phone number and texting info. They chatted daily, hanging out at least once a week. And finally in January, he had gotten the nerve to ask if they could be in a relationship. She asked him why he hadn't kissed her, and he told her he was nervous. "Well don't you think we should kiss if we're going to date?" And he finally corrected that the next time they were together.

And here they were. Just a couple months later and just kissing. Becca wanted more, a lot more, but she knew he was nervous and did not want to scare him. He was the sweetest guy she'd ever known. She didn't want to scare him off by being too forward or sexual.

And now she had to wait even longer before losing her virginity to the boy she had fallen in love with.

The first two nights they stayed up late, talking, laughing and joking. But by the third night, he could tell something was wrong. She was quieter. Giving one syllable answers to his questions. Not her same laughing self.

"Becca."

"Yeah?"

"Something's wrong. What happened?"

"I had a panic attack."

"What's that?"

"I felt like I couldn't breath, and my heart was racing, and I couldn't stop crying." She had started to sob again.

"Oh, Becca."

"Yeah..."

"You've sounded so miserable."

"I am miserable! People are dying every day, I'm stuck inside every day, we can't see each other, the dumbest fucking person in the world is running the country. Everything fucking sucks!"

He couldn't think of a good response. So the silence hung there for a few moments until she spoke.

"I miss you so much."

"I know. Me too."

With nothing left to say, they said their goodbyes. The next two nights weren't much better. He could hear her sadness and fear, but he could only comfort her so much. The panic attacks continued. By the fourth night apart she was a wreck. Three hours became thirty minutes. He could tell she wasn't up for a long conversation. And hearing her like this hurt him too much. Both could barely sleep all night. The next morning, they both stayed in their rooms, reading and occasionally texting. Until-

A knock at her door. "Becca." Katie was gently calling her.

"Yeah?" Becca wasn't in the mood to talk or come out (she looked like a mess), but Katie had always been a good roommate and a friend. Lately, she hasn't been her favorite person though. They did their best to keep them down, but the constant sex sounds from Katie and Scott were making Becca more than a little jealous.

"Can I come in?"

Against her better judgement, Becca agreed, "Okay."

Katie opened and closed the door quietly, and took a seat on Becca's bed. She could tell her friend had been up all night crying instantly. "Oh Becca." She reached out to run a hand through her hair, but it became a strong hug as Becca collapsed in her arms crying.

"I just can't stop thinking about everything. I know I should turn the news off, but I can't help it. It's all so awful. And it just keeps getting worse every day. There's nothing I can do."

Katie held her and let her cry until she was ready to listen. When Becca stopped, Katie spoke:

"We can tell. You've been a mess the last few days."

"Sorry."

"No! Don't be sorry! It's not your fault. If anyone should be sorry, it's me. I'd probably be even more of a mess without Scott."

And that set off a whole new round of tears. "And Danny is so far away, and I don't know when we'll be together again!"

Katie rubbed her back, gathered her breath. Now was the time to start. "He seems like a great boyfriend."

"He really is."

"Do you think he gets jealous easily?"

"I've never seen him get jealous. Why?"

"Cause I have an idea for something that may help. It worked for me at least. But it won't work if he's the jealous type."

"He's not the jealous type as far as I know, but what are you talking about?" Katie could see Becca's confusion all over her face.

"Well Okay, hear me out before you say anything okay?"

"...Okay"

"Okay so before Scott and I started dating, I used to be really high strung."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I was a mess."

"You're the most chill person I know."

"Yeah, well that's the power of sex."

A pause. Becca was looking at her friend. A feeling had crept into the pit of her stomach. "What is your idea?"

Now Katie was the nervous one. "Okay, well I'm not saying have sex with him, but maybe just let him give you a massage and go down on you? He really is amazing, and he said he'd be willing to do it if you and Danny were okay with it, and I know it's weird, but I think it'd really help." Now Katie was the nervous one, averting her eyes.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes! You're my best friend here and I want to help."

"But isn't that like cheating?"

"No! Cheating is if he goes behind my back. Which he never would. And you're my friend. And This would help. A lot."

"Really?"

"Yes. I wouldn't risk our friendship and your relationship if I didn't think it would."

"Yeah, I don't think Danny would be okay with that."

But she didn't say no. Katie saw an opening.

"Can you just ask him?"

"I don't know. I don't what to make him mad." She still hadn't said no. Katie was getting excited. She decided to press it.

Please ask him? You never know. And this isn't anything romantic. It's just a massage. With an added bonus."

They both laughed.

Katie rose. Now she was the nervous one. Asking had been scarier than she thought. "Just think about it okay? It's okay if you don't want to, but I really think it would help."

As Becca sat there stunned, she realized that she actually was feeling better. She was too shocked and confused to feel sorry for herself. She did the only thing she could think to do. She called Danny. This wasn't just a texting conversation.

"Hey," She could tell he was tired from the tone of his voice.

"Soooo the weirdest thing happened."

He perked up. This was not the same Becca he had been speaking with the last few nights. She sounded cheerful almost. Alert. Not on the verge of a breakdown. "What happened?"

"Katie just came in here and said that Scott should give me oral."

"What?!" Now he was awake too. She started to giggle at his reaction.

"Yeah. Weird right?"

"What did you say?" He didn't sound mad. Becca paused before she spoke.

"I didn't say anything. I was too shocked."

"Yeah, pretty crazy."

"Yeah right? I mean it is, but she really seemed to think it could help."

"Are you going to do it?"

A pause. She didn't expect him to ask this question. She knew she should have said "No!" immediately, but five seconds later, her mind was still racing. He had just asked her. He was asking her to choose. She was thinking about it. This was real.

"Wouldn't you be mad?" She didn't know if it was just exhaustion, but she had never expected this conversation to become serious.

He paused. "I mean I'd be jealous, but if it actually worked..."

"Yeah?" What was he about to say?

"Then it'd be worth it, I guess."

"Oh my god are you serious?"

He felt his face flush. "Or no. I mean you shouldn't have to do that. Sorry. I'm tired."

"No, I think it's so sweet of you. Would you really not be jealous or mad?"

"I don't know. I just know you've been miserable. And I know he has a girlfriend, and you've asked me so it's not cheating. And maybe then you could teach me in the fall..." A pause. "Are you going to do it?"

She had to stop herself. She realized she wanted to say yes. She couldn't believe herself. And she had a feeling he was about to agree. She could feel her heart racing. Only this time it wasn't a panic attack. "You have to promise not to be mad."

"No. I could never be mad at you." This was the truth. "I love you too much."

Silence. He couldn't see her face or the tears of joy running down her face. He hoped he hadn't gone too far.

"I love you too. You're the best boyfriend in the world" Now they were both crying. And laughing.

"Uhhhh."

"Yeah, this is awkward." They were both sort of giggling now. They had finally said it to each other.

"Talk later?"

"Yeah. I'm feeling so much better. You're the best. Really. I love you so much. I don't know if it will happen, but just talking with you has helped so much."

He felt like the luckiest guy in the world. "I love you so much." They kissed their fingers and touched the screen and ended the call.

Becca sat there for a few minutes just thinking. What the hell had just happened in the last --she checked her phone—not even thirty minutes? Her roommate had just propositioned her to hook up with her boyfriend, Becca's boyfriend had just said it was ok and that he loved her. This was nuts.

Becca stood up. Collected herself in the mirror. Walked outside and into the dining area where Katie was sitting and eating her breakfast. When Katie looked up, she could already see a change.

"So you won't believe this, but Danny actually said it was ok."

Katie's eyes went wide and she sat up straight. She didn't expect it to go this fast or this well. "That's amazing!" She was moving back and forth with excitement. "Scott's asleep, but he'll be so excited too. Can I go wake him?"

"Yeah..." This was moving so fast. Becca couldn't believe it. She watched as Katie practically skipped into her room where Scott was sleeping. She stood there listening to their muffled voices, unable to make out any words. She was starting to panic that this was all a joke and that Katie would come out to tell her the truth when Katie emerged.

"He says if you want to try now, he just needs to pee first and brush his teeth and he'll be ready." Becca could already hear Scott using their bathroom.

Becca couldn't believe this was happening. Katie didn't want to let the moment pass. She grabbed Becca's hand and pulled her behind her. "Come on. I have the bigger bed."

Becca got her words back once they were both sitting on Katie's bed waiting for Scott to come out of the bathroom. "And you're really cool with this?"

"Fuck yes! You're my best friend here, and Scott is basically a sex god. It's going to be great."

When Scott emerged, Becca felt her heart begin to race again. Wearing just boxer shorts, Scott was enough to take any girl's breath away. Six pack abs, a strong jawline. Becca loved Danny, but Danny was cute. Scott was hot.

"She said yes?" He looked surprised. Becca flushed.

"Yes! And so did her boyfriend!"

"Awesome."

Becca felt speechless. She couldn't believe this was happening. That she was doing this. And from their inaction, it looked like Katie and Scott were also a little bit unprepared. But then Katie rose and spoke.

"Well get to work."

Scott sat down with a sheepish smile and sat next to Becca. "Are you ready?"

She just nodded. This didn't exactly feel relaxing so far.

"Okay. I can tell you're nervous. Why don't you just lay back and try to relax, okay?"

Becca nodded and fell back onto the bed. Scott began to gently caress her sides and her arms, slowly working down to her waist. His touch felt reassuring.

"I'm going to remove your shorts, okay?" This was half of her clothing. She wasn't wearing more than some gym shorts, panties and a t-shirt. She rarely wore a bra at home.

Nodding was easier than verbally acknowledging what was about to happen. Scott slowly pulled her pajama bottoms off. She was still wearing panties. That was some protection at least.

Scott could already smell her and see some dampness. Katie had been right about Becca. She had been claiming for a month that Becca was a closet case and would be a fun playmate for both of them. Scott kept pointing out that she seemed pretty devoted to her boyfriend. Katie kept saying they'd find a way around that, but never said how. Now luck had given them a golden opportunity.

He began by gently rubbing her legs, leaving them together. Working his hands closer to her underwear slowly before moving them back, going as far as her toes. When she giggled slightly, he said "Are you ticklish?"

"Just a little."

Katie sat on the floor riveted. She'd had threesomes with Scott before, but never with a close friend. And Becca's sexuality had become a recent obsession for her. She had a feeling that underneath her cute sweet innocent exterior, Becca could be a real sexpot. And now she was going to see if she was right. She was confident that Scott's skills would have Becca squealing in pleasure. If she didn't chicken out. But so far this was going very well.

Eventually Scott started working his fingers under Becca's panties. By then, she was beginning to relax. Eventually Scott put his fingers under her butt and gently lifted. He gently slid her underwear off without complaint.

"This is it," Becca thought. But Scott first kissed the inside of her thighs gently before working his way in. But once he got there, he didn't just gently lick her or flick her. She felt his entire mouth and tongue, going inside, working up, adding to her unbearable warmness.

Katie was entranced. The look on Becca's face was priceless. She could see her battling the urge to beg for more, for closer contact. And then when she got it, her eyes were wide with fear before lust and pleasure overtook her whole face. She'd been waiting for this moment almost from the day they met as roommates. Becca was gorgeous, but she had an innocence about her that Katie had been anxious to crack. She had been excited when Becca started seeing Danny, but that excitement quickly turned into frustration as she realized that Danny was not Scott.

Scott was something else. Like Becca and Danny, she had met Scott in class, but while Danny and Becca's courtship had moved slowly and haltingly, Scott didn't hesitate to make his intentions known. Within a day they were texting. On the third day he asked her to come over. She went, knowing exactly what he wanted. The next night he was at Katie and Becca's, and Becca heard them going for hours until Katie tapped out. Nearly every day since, Katie would try to outlast him, but it never happened. Scott didn't seem to mind. He said he was used to it. Katie wasn't even close to his first, and she had slept with just one boy in high school who had left her uninterested in the activity until Scott, but she never felt the gap in experience. With his leadership, she quickly became a confident assertive, but often overwhelmed partner.

It was after just a month that she brought up the idea of involving others. The primary motivation was curiosity. She had only two complaints about sex with Scott: he wore her out, and she easily became too overwhelmed to appreciate his hotness. She wanted to see him in action from a safe distance where she could fully appreciate him. Scott initially reacted with suspicion, but it quickly became a fantasy for both of them. She would ride him until she had finished and then stroke his still hard cock as they talked about it.

"I bet girls love this cock."

"I've never gotten any complaints."

"Do they always cum on it?"

"Yeah."

"How does it feel?"

"Really good."

When they were turned on, she was the talker, he focused on controlling himself, enjoying her touch and restraining himself from throwing her down and fucking her. She never complained, but he could tell that her pussy needed a break. These conversations would follow a patter. She'd start licking and escalate the dialogue as she re-lubricated for another round.

"You'd let me watch?"

"Hell yeah."

"Who do you want to fuck."

"You baby." He sensed a trap. His eyes were open.

"Who else."

"Anyone you want."

"How about Becca."

That got his attention.

"Yeah, sure."

"She's a virgin."

"Yeah?" He couldn't' believe his luck.

"Yeah. I'd just love to watch this big hard cock slide into her virgin pussy. I bet you could make her squeal."

"You'd be cool with that?"

"Yeah. This cock is just too good to keep to myself."

"You want me to fuck your friend?"

"I want you to fuck all my friends." And that was enough. He threw her down, pushed her legs above her waist and shoved his cock in her wet pussy, and fucked her as hard as he could. For Katie, the pleasure was instantly overwhelming as orgasms rocked her body.