The Alcove: Part 2

“We’re not going to rob a fucking bank!” I said grabbing a fist full of pretzels and throwing them at Gillen. Several got tangled in her long, black locks of hair. She brushed her fingers through the strands to find the salty projectiles and flick them free.

“Why the fuck not?!” she said, her words heavy with her South African accent. “You twats would just go to jail for a bit. Me and Mindy would be deported so everyone can just fuck right off.” This time Mindy chucked some pretzels in protest. “I’m not going to be fucking deported for any of this,” said Mindy. At times a little too serious and intense, but her protest was justified this time.

“Fine! No bank robbery then,” said Gillen. “What if we just steal the plants from the lobby of a bank?” Collectively we all groaned. “Fuck sake!” said Mindy lofting a handful of peanuts at Gillen this time.

Ideas at seemingly all levels of criminality were thrown out and quickly banished, although most were in jest, to be fair. Mindy thought maybe we could steal something from another university. Boring! My roommate, Stacia, thought maybe we could set an abandoned building on fire and we could sit around it roasting marshmallows. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I said shaking my head in total disbelief. “We’re not going to commit arson either! No arson, no robbery, and definitely not some stupid-ass college prank! C’mon, bitches, think!” I poured more wine all the way around the circle before taking another hit of weed.

Leah and Katy had apparently been considering this discussion privately and proffered an invitation-only orgy on a cruise ship during spring break. The sudden silence in the room meant that this idea had some merit with the girls, though nobody knew exactly how to pull off this idea since we were pretty much all broke and cruises were expensive. Clearly an orgy would be a real possibility but, frankly, we were kind of bored with the people at our university and wanted something bigger. Something bigger that just us seven could have all to ourselves. Still the ideas continually came back to something sex related. Surprise! Everything from a campus-wide orgy to us having an orgy with just the football team was discussed. Of course I’d be remiss not to mention that Leah and Katy also thought we should bring in the volleyball and women’s basketball team as well if we were going to fuck the football team.

Although these ideas certainly were better aligned with my interests, as opposed to committing felonies, they just didn’t seem quite creative enough and personal just for us. Stacia said, “how about a gangbang just for us?!” She glanced at Heather, who was the only one experienced with a gangbang, to see if Heather would object. Of course Heather did not object. Heather, in fact, said nothing. As I thought it through, Heather had actually not said much of anything the entire night. She had been unusually quiet the whole time. That gangbang suggestion at least resulted in her shrugging her shoulders with some feigned interest.

“Sure,” Heather said. “A gangbang is great, if you all think you can handle it.” Groans of protest started up. All of us acted as if we could handle that much cock for several hours like Heather had done, but I personally wasn’t so sure. Still, I wouldn’t have minded being tested at least for an hour or so.

“I can take as much cock as you can,” said Stacia reaching for pretzels to throw at Heather, but finding only an empty bowl instead. She flung the bowl aside in disgust.

“Oh I’m sure you all could,” said Heather. Her lips pursed tightly into a knowing smile and she swirled her glass of wine as though she were carefully pondering her next thought. Apparently deciding that her thought had merit, Heather leaned back towards the couch behind her and braced her back against it. Her flannel pajama top stretched open revealing cleavage as she stretched. Her pajama bottoms shortened on her ankles as she stretched her knees apart and opened her thighs. “I could barely walk straight for a week,” she said with a far-away look in her eyes. The other girls leaned in a bit closer. Some of us had not really heard the entire story, though what could she really tell us?

“Fact is I got so dry after coming a half dozen times in the first few minutes that I finally had to have some lube, spit, or jizz to keep going. I know some of you are a little squeamish about men coming on your pussies but not only was it necessary…well…let’s just say I came harder during those moments.” Stacia, who was sitting next to Heather, crossed and squeezed her legs tight. Having been around Stacia so long I knew that she had done this subconsciously to fight the arousal provoked by Heather’s story. I smiled knowing that she, and probably the rest of us, would be imagining the gangbang again before we fell asleep that night.

“That’s for sure,” said Mindy. As one of Heather’s roommates, she had been security and observer of Heather’s gangbang. Though Stacia and I had been there for a while, we both eventually left, leaving Mindy and Gillen to deal with the line of men in their apartment. “I mean, I looked in there one time when Heather was making so much noise I thought maybe she was being hurt. But, no. No. She was just coming with this guy who was blasting on her pussy.”

“That’s hot!” said Katy glancing at Leah lustily. Wonder how long before one of them needs the other to fuck them? They’re so fucking horny all the time.

“Fuck yah it was,” said Mindy. “I could barely keep myself from lying down on the bed beside her.”

“Why didn’t you?” I asked. Yeah why didn’t you? the other girls seemed to say in unison.

“It was Heather’s party, not mine.” Mindy’s eyes and the faintest blush, however, betrayed her. As she made her statement her words trailed off and her eyes drifted inside her wine glass, as though there were important details being left out. Stacia noticed too.

“Mindy!” said Stacia turning her gaze toward Mindy. Mindy blushed further.

“What?!” Mindy looked from her glass in surprise. Stacia just stared at her, mouth agape with accusation. “You did lay down beside her, didn’t you?!” We all drove our attention to Mindy whose face turned bright red and her blue eyes widened. She started waving her hands in protest.

“No! No! No!” she said. “Not like that! No! I did not lay down on Heather’s bed and start my own line!”

“But you did get your own little line!” said Stacia. I glanced at Heather, who remained demure and quiet, which told me she knew what had really happened. As did Heather and Mindy’s other roommate, Gillen, who had tried to shrink into the chair behind her in hopes of not drawing anyone’s attention.

“What the fuck?!” said Katy. “You bitches have been keeping this secret from us?!” The remaining pretzels and peanuts that lay on the floor began to fly as did the curses, accusations, and protests. The laughs, however, won us over until we were all quiet again.

“Are you going to tell them or am I?” said Heather still looking like she held the winning lottery ticket. Neither of our foreign friends, Mindy or Gillen, could speak. Their faces were beet red and they tried to hide their eyes.

“Spill it,” Leah and Katy seemed to say in unison.

“Well, let’s just say that after Allie and Stacia left, my night actually didn’t last too much longer,” said Heather. I nearly dropped my glass of wine. I looked at Mindy and Gillen who were just beside themselves with embarrassment.

“But when I left there were guys standing outside in the hallway!” I said in disbelief. “Are you saying that not all of them fucked Heather?!” Mindy and Gillen looked at each other attempting to give each other support and ignore the question.

“And when I left there was another man coming up the stairs,” said Stacia.

“Well, where to begin,” said Heather clearing her throat, her face evil with secretive knowledge. What actually happened that night?!

“So obviously I can’t tell you numbers but I can tell you that I was in my room for about two hours. And I can tell you that I’ve never come so many times in one night. And I can tell you that every thick cock that slid in me didn’t take very long before they were busting off. I was so sweaty. The room smelled of burned-out candles, sex, and sweat. At one point I was completely circled by guys jacking off while someone fucked me. When one guy came, another took his place. But suddenly my circle was gone and it was just me and some guy I remember from chemistry my freshman year. Now he seemed to be eager to spend as long as he could with me, so basically he fucked me in about six different positions before coming on my ass. God he was good and the whole night was just amazing!” Heather took a long draw from her wine. Stacia was practically grinding her pussy between her thighs. Frankly, my thighs were squeezed very tight as well and I could barely contain the throbbing from my swollen pussy. My panties were soaked, so I decided sit with my feet tucked behind me since I was only wearing a t-shirt and panties. I didn’t want the girls to see how turned on I was, although I’m sure they were equally wound up.

“And that’s when I heard our sweet, blonde-haired, Australian squealing in her bedroom,” said Heather.

“I wasn’t squealing,” said  Mindy.

“Uhm, you were squealing,” said Heather. “By the time I got to her room to see if she was okay, I saw one guy coming inside her ass and another inside her pussy.”

“What the fuck?!” I said. The others echoed. “Bitch I thought Stacia was the only one of us to get doubled up!” Mindy just shook her head with embarrassment.

“Yah bitch!” said Stacia. “Two dicks at once is my thing not yours!” We all laughed.

“Actually it’s also Gillen’s thing too,” said Heather laughing loudly. “She was on the bed next to Mindy and she had two inside her too.” Holy fuck! The room erupted again in curses and jibes. These were not the type of secrets we kept from each other. Exactly the opposite. These were the kinds of stories we all expected to know in graphic detail. The gangbang, for some reason, had been a secret for Heather and Heather alone. But now, with this new revelation, we learned that Heather’s gangbang, as impressive as it was, was derailed just a bit by her two roommates.

“Frankly I’ve never seen them come so hard,” said Heather, her dimples showing with her grin. The room started to quiet down and I just shook my head in disbelief that I had no idea all this had gone down. I could have had a real cock inside of me instead of my dildo had I decided to stay in their apartment longer! But I had left, telling Stacia that I was tired, before retreating to our apartment and directly to my toy drawer. Admittedly my orgasms were intense too, but the real thing would have been even better.

“Oh, and I forgot to mention, that I’m not sure I’ve seen Stacia come so hard either.” My head whipped toward Stacia so hard I thought I pulled a muscle. Stacia immediately blushed and looked at Heather suspiciously.

“What are you talking about?” said Stacia.

“In the hallway,” said Heather as though she were trying to prompt a memory from Stacia’s sudden amnesia. “You know, you leaning over the railing, your clothes on the floor, your hair twisted in some guy’s hand while he fucked you from behind.”  Stacia laughed and buried her head in her arm. Tears of embarrassment flowed and it was her turn to receive jabs from us. I was particularly venomous since I totally believed she would have told me all about this situation. But, no, this was the first I was hearing of it.

“I must applaud you for keeping so quiet but clearly you came as hard as you did. And my goodness, I’m shocked that the guy failed to have a condom on when he pulled out of you.  You’re typically a safety girl but, well, I saw clear evidence that you must not have cared in that moment.”

“You’re such a bitch!” said Stacia laughing. Stacia looked at me, eyes full of embarrassment. “It’s true,” she said. “It’s all true. My god, Heather, I’ve never been around that many horny people at once and, well, when that guy got off the elevator I decided I needed some for myself. So I told him the party was over but that we could have our own party there in the hallway.” Leah and Katy were laughing so hard they were rolling on the floor. Mindy and Gillen were coming out of their embarrassment and laughing too. Although I had wished I had known all of this before, I had to admit that Heather’s gangbang night had been good for all of us in our own way. Except Leah and Katy, who were at some party that night and missed the whole thing.

We finally were quiet again. I could only guess that my friends’ were remembering that night as lustily as I was. Replaying that night for all of us did have some merit, to be sure. I just wish it could somehow have been bigger, although I could not conceive of how. Heather looked more ponderous than any of us. She looked like she was struggling with a thought and whether to share it. I made eye contact with Stacia, who was still seated next to Heather, and nodded my head towards Heather. Stacia understood my gesture and studied Heather. She must have seen it too.

“You know, Heather, you are the only one that’s genuinely had a gangbang, so us doing a gangbang as a group doesn’t seem like that would be a bigger thing for you or for us to fulfill the pact,” said Stacia, always ready to cut to the heart of a matter. “Because I believe you’ve gone bigger than any of us, tell us what you think would be the best way for us to fulfill the pact. You look like you have an idea.”

Heather smiled warmly at Stacia. Her smiles were always warm and tender. I carefully stood to open another wine bottle, making sure that my soaked panties were not obviously displayed for the group. I could sense anticipation in the room. If anyone had the most outlandish sex idea, it would likely be Heather. And since it was clear that all of us wanted sex to be the focus of the pact fulfillment, then she was the obvious choice.

I walked around the room and filled glasses with wine. Gillen wore a knee-length nightgown that revealed the enormity of her breasts. She just shook her head as I filled her glass. I filled Mindy’s glass next. She too was wearing a nightgown, but hers went to her ankles. Still, equal to Gillen in breast size, she stretched the top to capacity. I had come to accept over the years that I was a bit of a breast girl and loved Gillen and Mindy’s tits. Beside Mindy sat Leah and Katy. They were practically sitting on each other. It was nothing short of remarkable that they hadn’t started fucking each other already in response to what was just discussed. In fairness I think there was some secret mutual masturbation going on, but they were doing a great job of hiding it, for now. Then I filled my lovely roommate’s glass. Stacia was so freaking cute with a smile that lit up the room. I was still a little pissed she hadn’t told me about her hallway fuck, but I suppose I can’t know everything. Finally I filled Heather’s glass. She remained ponderous and the whole room seemed to hang on what she might say. I sat down and drank straight from the bottle. Fuck it!

“So what I’m about to tell you may be a bit of a…surprise,” said Heather seeming to brace herself. After all these years together you would think we seven women would not have secrets, but clearly we did. None of us were really judgmental toward each other, although we gave each other plenty of shit about our slutty, drunken behavior any chance we got. Which is why, apparently, Gillen and Mindy had asked Heather to keep secret what had occurred the night of the gangbang. For whatever reason they thought maybe me and the rest of our friends would think less of them. Silly, of course, but we all have our uncertainties. What could she possible surprise us with this time?!