"The other girls are coming home tomorrow. What are we going to do?"
We were in bed when Dani asked the question that I'd been avoiding all day. We were cuddled together, one of my hands wrapped up in her dark hair, the other gently cupping her cheek. Dani was lightly stroking me with her fingertips. My cock was half hard, heavy, thick. And long, the tip just brushing the bottom slope of my breasts. Dani said that she liked to play with it when I was long. But neither of us were quite in the mood to have sex right now. We had calmed down some since Ali had left in the morning.
The day before had become a bit... intense.
Something about having Ali and Dani together drove me to new heights of lust. I had fucked Ali in the ass with my massive cock, thrusting my thick length deep into her most secret place. And when I came, I passed out from the sensation. Once I'd finally woken up, four hours later, I'd shown Ali how much control I had with my cock, making it long enough that I could suck myself. Ali and Dani had joined in, and I'd ended up cummng all over the three of us. Once we were cleaned up Ali told me that she had put her entire hand in my pussy while I was sucking myself. Along with three of Dani's, admittedly tiny, fingers.
That surprised me. I knew from experience that I wasn't a fan of fisting. One of the first girls I had ever been with, way back when I was a freshmen from the suburbs trying to figure out my sexuality, had tried to fist me. She had much more experience with women than I did, but interpreted my fake self-confidence to mean that I was up for anything. I wasn't. Our relationship didn't last.
Ali, ever the doctor, had a theory for what had changed. My cock seemed to be the result of a medical treatment, one designed to quickly repair damage to the body. But maybe instead of just repairing damage, my body had started to actively prevent it. The way my pussy had stretched to accommodate her hand certainly supported that. She didn't have a good explanation for why it had felt so good.
We didn't have much time to fully investigate Ali's new idea. We spent most of the day fucking. The short periods where we lay in an exhausted heap on the floor didn't offer much time for scientific study. But we did get some fairly compelling evidence late in the night. We were on my bed, I was taking Dani from behind. At some point, I don't remember when, I had brought out my toy collection. Ali was busy pleasuring herself with one of my vibrators. A big smile came over her face, and she got up on her knees behind me. None of us were talking at that point. We probably hadn't said ten words in the last two hours. So I didn't have any warning when she slid that vibrator into my ass.
I had never really like anal. I'd tolerated it, when you fuck college guys you kinda have to. But I'd saved it as a special gift for guys I liked. It was always uncomfortable, and often painful. Not my idea of a good time. This was different. It was like a bomb had exploded in my brain. I came immediately, flooding Dani's pussy with so much of my cum that a pool of it spread out beneath her. I couldn't even breathe properly as Ali continued to fuck the rubber cock in and out of my asshole. It was all I could do to sit on my knees and frantically jerk my cock, sending ropes of cum flying onto Dani's back.
We all passed out soon after that, trading my cum soaked sheets for the relative cleanliness of Dani's bed.
Ali left early in the morning. I woke up as she was getting ready. Dani was still asleep, arms and legs wrapped around me like a human octopus. Ali looked perfect in her work clothes, her hair done up in the same loose bun she had wore when she arrived. You certainly couldn't tell that she'd spent the better part of a day fucking. She smiled a little when she saw I was awake, and she leaned down to give me a gentle kiss. I could smell soap on her skin. She must have taken a shower at my place. I fell back asleep as she left. Neither of us said anything.
Dani and I took it pretty easy all day. We made breakfast, cleaned, did school work. I even put on pants and went outside. The last time I had done that was when I picked Dani up at the airport, two days before. Sure, we had sex a few times. But this was gentle, languid sex. More about enjoying each other than about fucking. Nothing like the frenzied, lust filled assault of the night before.
And then we were in bed, wondering what we would tell our friends.
"Do we have to do anything?" I wasn't happy, and I was whining a little. "Couldn't we just tell them that you're a lesbian now, and that we're in love or something?"
Dani raised her eyebrow and threw me a look to let me know she wasn't amused. "No, we can't do that. Whatever I did with you and Ali, it made me at most bisexual. I still like cock." She hefted my thick rod in one hand. "Maybe I like this cock more than others, but I still like cock in general."
"I guess you're right. But... I'm worried."
"About what?"
I couldn't look her in the eyes. "What if they can't accept what's happened to me? What if they're afraid?"
"Baby." She reached out to hug me tightly. "I accepted you, I'm not afraid."
"But that's another part of it. What if Ali is right, and everything that's happened is all because of some pheromone that I'm giving off? Maybe you wouldn't want to be here without that. Maybe I wouldn't want to be here."