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                                     Susie Starts ... Pt6


          6. Thursday

            Susan slept fitfully, being plagued with erotic dreams.
          Against her will, she found herself taking part in dreams
          where she was being fucked by David. In these dreams he was
          so skilful in wielding a massive erection that she would come
          time after time, being reduced to a sobbing begging slave of
          pleasure. Susan woke in a really foul mood. She hated him!
          She did not want to be his plaything, his conquest. She was
          her own woman. Nevertheless, she couldn't avoid the erotic
          remembrance of a how a hard penis had felt in her mouth, in
          her hand, as her fingers curled around it, and in her cunt,
          stretching her deliciously.

            As she collected her milk for breakfast from the kitchen
          she met Nicole. They ate breakfast together, talking about
          their courses. Moving the conversation on, Nicole mentioned
          in passing that John was coming down tomorrow - "Horny
          bastard, can't keep away - he wasn't supposed to come down
          again for another week", was her typically blunt
          assessment of his motives. "You're just as horny for him",
          Susan noted with amusement. "That's for sure", Nicole agreed,
          "Speaking of being horny, are you still interested in joining
          us, like we've discussed?".

            Susan thought hard about her reply. She could still
          remember how John had looked with just his towel wrapped
          around him - he was definitely 'a bit of alright'.
          Furthermore she was feeling definitely horny after her
          disturbed night of dreams. However, David had hurt her - he
          had used her, pretending to be interested in her when all he
          wanted was to get into her pants. "I don't know, I'm not very
          interested in men just now", she replied eventually.

            "I know, I understand. Don't worry about it. You don't have
          to decide yet, see how you feel tomorrow", Nicole responded.
          Susan felt great warmth towards her new friend, Nicole had
          comforted her so well on  *that* night, and now was being so
          understanding.

                                ***** +++++ *****

            After breakfast, Susan had no lectures, so she decided that
          she would go and study with Paul, she intended to get that
          lab written up. She headed over to Paul's room, in Randall
          Hall; enjoying the bracing air of early autumn, and admiring
          the array of colours that the leaves were proclaiming.
          Chlorophyll breakdown, Susan noted, with prosaic scientific
          commentary. When she reached Paul room, number 114, she
          banged loudly on the door. This was greeted with a sleepy
          groan from within, and a not particularly friendly,
          "Who-is-it?".

            "Susie, Susie Braddock", Susan responded cheerfully.
          Somehow the fact that "Perfect Paul" was not up and working
          from first light, and he was grumpy first thing in the
          morning like a normal human being, was somehow refreshing.

            "Ah, hold on, just a second". A minute later Paul opened
          the door dressed in a rather old dressing gown. "Come in,
          sorry I wasn't up", Paul said, standing aside to let her
          enter. Susan entered, and guessed that Paul had been busy
          trying to make his room a little more presentable before he
          asked her in. However, he had conspicuously failed: it was an
          utter tip. There were clothes in piles on the floor; unwashed
          coffee cups overflowed the sink; .... it would clearly take a
          lot longer than a minute or two to turn it into some sort of
          order, Susan noted with humour.

            As if suddenly aware of the musty-ness of his room, Paul
          opened a window, and gusts of fresh air entered. As he was
          doing that Susan took the opportunity to observe him. He
          looked rather masculine in his robe, his hairy muscular
          calves and strong feet emphasising his manliness. His hair
          was definitely tousled, but as he'd just got up, so that
          wasn't surprising. He looked rather rugged, and Susan was
          surprised to find herself responding to the sight of him. She
          hadn't really thought of him as anymore than a friend before.
          Paul turned, and caught her looking at him. Susan blushed,
          turned away, and said, "I was hoping we could finish off this
          lab write-up this morning".

            "Yea, sure. Um, I'll just, ah, shower and get dressed",
          Paul replied. The look he'd seen on Susan's face was
          disconcerting ...  She was very beautiful when she blushed.
          "Yes, you go and shower, and I'll start on the dishes", Susan
          ordered, taking control of the situation. "There's no need to
          ...", Paul started to reply but Susan interrupted him, "Yes
          there is, now move it, we've got some studying to do".

            "Just like my mother", Paul muttered, loud enough for Susan
          to hear, as he headed off to the shower. Susan just smiled.
          When he returned he found that Susan had really gotten into
          the domestic scene, and after finishing the mugs, had started
          on tidying the rest of his room. Susan waited outside his
          room while he got dressed. She was tempted to put her eye to
          the keyhole, but resisted successfully. "Show some dignity",
          she thought to herself.

            Soon he was dressed, and they got down to some studying.
          Actually it wasn't as productive as it could have been. They
          spent too much time joking, and talking about all sorts of
          trivial things. Nevertheless, the lab was written up, and
          they finished their preparation for the next, which was that
          afternoon.

            They had lunch together at the cafeteria, and turned up for
          their lab on time. Their preparation paid off, and Susan even
          understood what she was doing and trying to achieve most of
          the time! They finished half and hour early, and headed back
          to their halls. They reached Cromwell Hall first, and Susan
          invited Paul in for a coffee.

            It was very different with Paul in her room compared with
          David. David had had a real aura of sexuality which had made
          her nervous. Paul, however, was a friend. A friend she was
          beginning to be interested in, true, but he was comfortable,
          nevertheless.

            Susan had noticed that Paul had stolen the odd look at her
          through-out the day, looks that could almost be interpreted
          as lustful. He's interested, she had concluded, feeling
          rather pleased. Now, in the security of her own room, she
          felt safe enough to engage in a little light flirting. She
          made sure that their hands brushed as she gave him his
          coffee; her breast brushed his arm as she reached passed him
          for the biscuit tin; and she positioned herself in a
          discreetly provocative manner in the chair across from him.
          Susan was amused to see Paul become slightly flustered, not
          really being aware of what was going on, nor why he was
          suddenly finding himself responding to her more strongly than
          usual.

            Susan was thinking about how she could take things further,
          and whether she really wanted to, when a knock come on her
          door. She opened it to find Nicole and Melonie, who were
          inviting themselves in for coffee. Susan felt a little
          put-out by this intrusion, but couldn't think of a polite way
          of rejecting her friends. So she found her self making coffee
          for her friends. Her room was small and she was less than
          delighted to find Nicole had taken her seat and Melonie was
          sitting on the bed beside Paul - a bit too close she thought
          jealously. Paul had not met Nicole or Melonie before, but
          they were quickly getting to know one another. "Perhaps he
          has better social skills than I first thought", Susan thought
          with a mixture of emotions; pride that he could handle
          himself socially, jealous that he joking so freely with other
          women.

            "Susan Braddock just stop this at once, You've got no claim
          on him, and anyway, you are not interested in any men at the
          moment", she scolded herself in her thoughts. "Pull yourself
          together woman!" Thus chastised, Susan forced herself to
          enter into the easy bantering conversation. However, she was
          acutely aware that Melonie's thigh would brush Paul's from
          time to time, and that, at one stage, Nicole reached over and
          placed a hand briefly on Paul's knee. Paul himself seemed
          unconcerned and unaware that her two "friends" were making a
          play for him. Before long, however, Paul made excuses about
          having to go and prepare his evening meal. Susan was glad to
          rescue him from her friends, and after seeing him to the
          door, arranged to met him for studying the next afternoon.

            When Susan re-entered the room, Nicole stood-up, moved
          towards her, and whispered in her ear: "We know the thing to
          take your mind off your man problems". And with that, Nicole
          captured both her hands in hers. Meanwhile, Melonie had also
          stood-up, and was moving behind her. while rummaging in her
          bag.

            Susan was immediately apprehensive, and she wasn't feeling
          at all sexy yet, being still a bit irritated by her friends
          intrusion. However, the sexiness of the situation, the
          vice-like grip of Nicole's hands, and her sexy whispering
          about having been into town this morning and having bought a
          "toy" that they were sure that she'd like, surprisingly
          quickly started to get Susan turned on. I'm more of a
          slut than I'd ever thought possible only a week ago, Susan
          concluded to herself.

            Melonie meanwhile had come up behind her, and was running a
          hand over her breasts from behind. Susan could feel Melonie's
          soft breasts squashed against her back, and she couldn't help
          rubbing her bottom against Melonie's crotch. Melonie's other
          hand was rucking up her skirt, and caressing her thighs.
          Nicole meanwhile was nibbling her ear-lobe, in between
          promising her sexual delights, the likes of which she'd never
          dreamt. In spite of herself, Susan found it very flattering
          and extremely exciting to be the centre of attention of her
          two friends. Her sensations were starting to overload again.
          Her pussy was definitely getting wet.

            Just at the stage Melonie's questing hand started a slow
          climb up the inside of her thighs. Susan found herself
          parting her legs for her friend - it was as if her will had
          melted like butter. Nicole meanwhile had taken to unbuttoning
          Susan's blouse with one hand, while keeping her hands
          imprisoned with her other hand. Susan could have broken free
          at anytime, but she had no inclination too. The spice of
          being forced was intoxicating. Susan shuddered as she felt
          Melonie's fingers brush her vaginal lips through her panties.
          "Wow, you are wet. You really want to be fucked by us girls,
          don't you?", Melonie asked, partly with surprise, and partly
          to incite Susan into vocalising her arousal. "Un, oh, yes",
          Susan managed to force out, her breath suddenly seeming to be
          in short supply.

            Nicole tied Susan's wrists together with a scarf from
          Melonie's bag, and then took over the caressing of Susan's
          breasts. She pinched Susan's nipples quite hard. "OHH", was
          the urgent gasp that was brought to Susan lips. "Oh my clit
          throbs when you do that, oh, yes, yes", Susan panted, as
          Nicoles' fingers elicited erotic sensations from her nipples
          that could not be denied. Melonie meanwhile was easing
          Susan's sopping panties down her thighs.

            Before Susan knew it, she was naked, kneeling down on the
          floor with her bottom in the air, her face in one of her
          pillows from the bed, and her hands still tied together out
          in front of her. She was wiggling her bottom hoping that her
          friends would continue caressing her, but as she could see
          looking back between her thighs, Nicole and Melonie were busy
          undressing each other somewhat urgently. Somehow the exposure
          and wantonness of the position into which Nicole and Melonie
          had manoeuvred her, only added to Susan's horniness. Her
          clitoris was throbbing so that she couldn't avoid making
          little moaning noises from time to time as she waited for her
          friends, even though no-one was touching her. Her fevered
          imagination was anticipating the delights promised by Nicole.
          Apparently they were going to push Melonie's vibrator up her
          ass, and Nicole was going to fuck her with a double-ended
          dildo that they'd purchased from a sex shop that morning.
          Susan felt so wet she almost wondered if a drop or two of her
          love juice was dripping onto the carpet. She had never felt
          so much anticipation.

            Susan almost swooned when she felt Melonie's hand return to
          her pussy. She was collecting Susan's love juices so that she
          could smear it all over her bottom, and especially around and
          in her anus. Susan couldn't help clenching her sphincter
          muscles as she felt Melonie probe with one finger. However,
          it was so slippery that Melonie's finger quickly sunk in to
          the hilt. Susan and Melonie moaned at the same time. It was
          so lewd and exciting. Then Susan felt Melonie's finger leave
          and the cold plastic of her vibrator take its place, probing
          her opening. Susan was so worked up that she couldn't help
          thrusting her bottom up to meet it. "You sure are horny", she
          heard Nicole saying from somewhere behind her, but it didn't
          matter. All that mattered was that she was fucked. The
          vibrator slide in all-of-a-sudden, taking Susan by surprise,
          and she moaned her passion into the pillow.

            Before she had quite adjusted to the amazing stretching and
          filling sensation of that, she felt the probing of something
          else between her labia. Looking back, she could see Nicole
          behind her with a giant dildo sticking out of her cunt.
          Nicole must have been pretty wet to have managed to fit the
          other end in her, Susan thought, just before rational thought
          dissolved with the sensation of her pussy being stretched as
          her friend slide into her. It was amazing. Different from how
          it had been the first time with David - not better, just
          different.

            Susan felt so lewd with a vibrator stuck up her ass, and
          her friend fucking her with a double-ended dildo. She
          couldn't stop saying, "Oh, yes, yes, oh, wow, yes, fuck me,
          stick it up me, oh, oh, ... ". Melonie had turned the
          vibrator on at one point, and it was causing a deep throbbing
          somewhere deep inside her. Nicole was setting up a rhythm. It
          was deliciously different from fucking, the dildo sliding
          about in both their sopping pussies slightly out of step with
          their thrusts. Before Susan knew what was happening she was
          climaxing uncontrollably. She was moaning ecstatically into
          her pillow, she wanted to flail her legs about, but the way
          that Nicole kept hold of her hips and kept on fucking her
          didn't given Susan that freedom.

            When Susan came down from her exquisite high, she realised
          that Nicole still hadn't come, and that she was continuing to
          thrust the dildo in and out of them. The sensations where
          pleasant, especially combined with the vibrations coming from
          the vibrator, but the urgency had gone for Susan for the
          moment, so she looked around for Melonie. She found her half
          sitting, half lying on the chair, with three fingers up her
          pussy. She was definitely flushed, and had that look of
          concentration that spoke of a climax not too far away. Susan
          found the sight very stimulating, and got back into thrusting
          back at Nicole as she thrust into her. This brought a cry of
          passion from Nicole who was approaching her own crisis. The
          groan was echoed by Melonie who was watching her friends fuck
          each other with the dildo, and it was enough to send her over
          the top to a satisfying climax, as her fingers pumped in and
          out of her.

            Seeing Melonie finger-fuck herself spurred Nicole and Susan
          on, and before long they both came. Susan collapsed under
          Nicole, her breathing coming in very shallow gasps. As they
          lay there trying to re-gain their breath Susan could feel a
          third climax building from the vibrator still stuck up her
          bottom. Her moans brought Melonie over to start sliding the
          vibrator in and out of her. Within a minute Susan
          shuddered in a third and final climax, and then Melonie took
          the vibrator out and turned it off.

            It had been a good time, but looking back on it, it made
          them slightly uneasy in each others' company. Susan felt
          embarrassed about how shameless she had been, and how she had
          responded to the crude things her friends had said and done
          to her. Nicole and Melonie sensed her embarrassment, and it
          made conversation slightly awkward. Before long they left.

            Susan was by herself in her room. Her body was pleasantly
          satisfied with the afterglow of good sex, but she felt empty.
          A little-bit used by her friend's perhaps? She curled up on
          her bed and cried herself to sleep, wishing that she was back
          at home with her parents and little brother.

            Later that evening Susan woke to feel Nicole slip into bed
          beside her - she must have left her door on the latch, not a
          good habit to get into, she mentally noted. Nicole cuddled
          her, and apologised if they had been too rough with her
          earlier. They kissed sweetly, and fell asleep in
          one-another's arms.

