"What the fuck for?" I asked concerned.
"Because I'm not a full lesbian dyke." She seemed to get really upset by this and kept going, "I mean I just don't get it! Like I was trying to talk to Sil about it. Like, my boyfriend is black right? So, you know, what does that mean to most people? It means that he is black and that I'm white and that we shouldn't be together! You know?" She paused for a minute to think about it and then continued, "And so it's like, then here they come, all man hating ho' bags and shit. It's fucked up, you know?" She looked at me for support but honestly I had no idea what she was talking about. She continued, "But it's not my fault that black men are better, and that I never knew I wasn't a lesbian. I had just been color blind! How the fuck do you know shit like that? Fuck them. I mean just because you are a fucking lesbian doesn't mean you have to be such bitches. Why are they kicking me out?" I just shrugged and let her continue, "So they go on and on about how they are persecuted because they are fucking lesbian, but it's all bullshit. I mean they turn right around and hate men, hate all men. It's like a full time job for them, hating men. Oh, and don't even get them started about how many of them have been raped by men. I mean maybe one has been and I fucking felt sorry for her but then another one has a story and another one and another one, seriously? Fuck, it's all like this big fucking bullshit lie they have to keep right on hating men. What the hell?!"
"So what are you going to do?" I asked.
"I'm going to get married and split. I'm not even going to finish school. I'm getting married and taking off out of this hell hole." Alicia looked over at me and something in the way her eyes roamed over me made me feel that the mood was changing. Fuck, for all I know Alicia gets turned on by being angry. I'm trying to figure out the vibe in the room when she blurts out, "I need some cock."
"What? Like real cock or me with a strap-on?" I asked.
"Real."
"Well, your boyfriend?" I asked. I wasn't sure what she was thinking. Alicia was always unpredictable as only quiet people can be. I think she was honestly pissed about being kicked out of the lesbian house but at the same time you could never really tell what was going on in her brain. She was turned on, that I could feel.
"He is out of town and what he doesn't know doesn't hurt him." she replied.
"So...ummm...what? Like just go find some guy?" I asked.
"Yeah, do you know anyone?" She looked hopeful.
"You serious?" I asked.
"Unless you don't want to. But I love having a cock in me when I'm making out with a girl." She said.
"I know a boy, I think he would do whatever we wanted. Want to see if he is home?" I asked.
Alicia leaned over and her large breasts pressed against me while she looked me in the eyes and whispered, "You are in control, don't ask me what let's do, just do it!"
I was thinking of Matt. He was perfect and always there when I needed him, and, best of all, he lived with his parents and had the perfect place to fuck. His parents gave him dominance of the entire downstairs basement and the sliding glass doors opened to the backyard. It was perfect for sneaking in and out without being noticed.
I wasn't even surprised to see Matt playing a video game when Alicia and I came around the side of the house and I knocked on the glass. Matt nearly jumped out of his skin. Alicia and I laughed. I motioned for him to come over to the door and let us in. Matt stood up and walked over but didn't look like he knew if he wanted to let us in or not. He looked both of us over and I could tell he was thinking about what two hot girls showing up at his place might mean. He glanced up the stairs and I surmised that his parents must be home. He came closer and opened slide open the door a crack.
"Paula! Wha tha...I mean..." Matt tried to find words and I pressed my finger to his lips knowing it was going to be so much better if he didn't talk.
Matt and I moved back into his room with my finger on his lips and our eyes locked. Behind us Alicia shut out the growing sound of crickets in the back yard by shutting the door. Music played from his stereo and the light of the paused video game was the only illumination in the room and it cast a strange glow. Matt stumbled back into his ratty couch with a whimper and a glance up his stairs. I found his fear of getting caught frustrating. I was a little cold in his basement until we pressed our lips together and his tongue entered my mouth. My body wrapped around him as much for his warmth as for desire. Matt was beautiful. His skinny body was almost feminine and his dark eyes filled you with a longing to tell him everything about your life. His quiet nature made me desire him almost as much as the fact that his cock was always hard the moment I touched it. I pressed my hips into his steaming erection and he responded by pushing up against me.
"My parents are right upstairs!" He whimpered, holding me away from him.
"How old is he?" Alicia whispered.
"He's in college." I replied but Alicia didn't seem to believe it. Matt did look much younger but I had met him at a college party and fucked him there. His girlfriend was a wonderful little asian girl, and so even though he may look young and still live with his parents, I knew he was at least old enough to be my fuck toy. His girlfriend didn't know and even if she found out, what could she really say? I was fucking her too.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, would you guys keep it down. If my parents find you here they are going to have my ass!" Matt whispered desperately.
"Paula!?" Alicia pleaded.
"Whaaat?" I whined like a little girl. What was the big deal? So what even if he wasn't of legal age, which he was. People are way too uptight about age. Do people honestly think that kids aren't having sex? Let's get real people.
I wasted no time and pulled off my shirt and threw it over the back of the couch to the middle of the room. I flopped over to the side of Matt and lay back against him so I could pull off my skin tight jeans. My panties came down with them and I pulled both off and dropped them over the back of the couch. I was naked before them both. Matt's eyes were on my non-existent breasts. He loved my breasts and told me that my nipples were like little puffed fruits he could spend days devouring. That was one of the things I loved about him, his passion for my body. Alicia looked at me with her trademark neutrality. She looked over at Matt and I could see her mind considering him. Matt wasn't her cup of tea and I knew that. Matt was skinny, white, feminine in appearance, a little nerdy, and alternative. Matt was perfect for me but for Alicia – not so much.
Matt kissed me. He kissed like a girl as well, soft and sweet with desire that poured out in his kisses. Matt didn't so much kiss me as he consumed me. I felt that with Matt there was longing for more than just sex. I felt Alicia sit down on the couch next to me and lean in close so that her breath was on us. Matt and I broke our kiss to look at Alicia. Alicia and I smiled and she kissed me briefly before leaning over and kissing Matt. There kiss started off timid with little passion but quickly transformed into the desperation of two people who didn't know each other. Their mouths opened, their tongues wildly fondling each other, and their hands moving up and down their bodies. They showed no signs of stopping. Alicia was quiet but she was passionate and beautiful. My body seemed childlike compared with hers. She had large round breasts that rolled and moved in ways I found so erotic. Her nipples were huge and thick and completely unlike my own. Matt's hands massaged her breasts and Alicia's hand was down over his swelling cock.
I moved around Alicia and she filled in the space I left on the couch beside Matt. Matt lay back on the couch with his hips and legs thrust out. His erection raised his jeans quite a bit and I decided it was time to release it. I knelt in front of his legs and unzipped his jeans. I could see the shape of the head of his cock through his underwear. He was already getting the underwear wet. I ran my fingers over his cock and felt it rise with the attention. I pulled off his jeans and Alicia moved her hand over his cock. The two were still locked in a kiss and I think she hadn't even noticed I pulled his jeans away before her hand touched his underwear. The moment Alicia realized there was nothing but a thin layer of cotton between her and the cock she had been craving, she shoved her hand down inside his underwear like a hungry fox rushing into a rabbit hole. She worked his erection like I had never seen anyone give a hand job before. Quickly she became annoyed with the underwear and Matt helped her by jerking them down as far as he could with her on top of him. His hand went back up her shirt and he exposed her breast as he caressed it. I found the scene like watching a live porno and my pussy was wet and dripping with anticipation of having someone, anyone. I pulled Matt's underwear down the rest of the way and he helped by kicking them off. Alicia was working his cock and spreading his pre-cum around with her thumb to lubricate her movements. She knew what she was doing and Matt was holding out well but I could see his hips thrusting. I thought he looked close to cumming.
Alicia's most notable feature had always been her breasts and I loved looking at them. Large breasts fascinate me and Alicia's were wonderful. I pulled off her shirt to reveal a tighter white shirt underneath. She lifted her arms for me to take off the second shirt. I pulled the tighter shirt up and it lifted her breasts with the shirt and then they dropped. Lovely white swells of soft flesh that fill me with a heated desire to touch them.