CHAPTER 7

Erin was still thinking what she should decide when there was a knock on the door. "Kate? Erin? Are you in there?"

Both Kate and Erin pulled away from Ryan like he'd just turned into a hot stove. Their eyes bugged out and they suddenly felt very naked and ashamed. They immediately covered their privates.

Ryan was greatly alarmed too, though the fact that it was a girl's voice helped a lot. That was much better than a jealous guy coming to beat him up. He also noticed that the voice sounded curious, and even aroused. He whispered to the other two, "Who's that?"

Kate replied nearly inaudibly, "That's Monica!"

Just then, Monica knocked again, and shouted through the door, "I know you're in there; don't try to deny it. What's going on?! Who's Ryan?"

That puzzled Ryan, Erin, and Kate greatly. They couldn't possibly understand how Monica knew Ryan's name or anything about him.

Realizing they must have been heard and it was pointless to deny it, Kate shouted back, "Yeah Monica, I'm here, but GO AWAY! That's an order!" Monica was another one of her third floor friends, and she hoped that if she acted in her usual bossy way, Monica would get the message and leave them alone.

However, Monica wasn't so easily deterred. She said, "Not so fast! I've got questions, lots of questions!" Monica's voice changed to knowing and triumphant. "For instance, what do you mean by stroking 'The Beast?' Who is Ryan, and is his penis really that big? I want to see it!"

Kate was horrified to hear that. Clearly, Monica must have been listening for five minutes or more to have picked up that much. Probably, she had heard all of their occasional loud outbursts. Kate didn't remember the details, but she knew a lot of very embarrassing things had been said.

The bombshell blonde shouted back again, "I said, GO AWAY! GET LOST! FUCK OFF! Or I'm going to get REALLY mad!"

But Ryan whispered to Kate, "Not so fast! She knows too much already! You can't just send her away. If you do, she'll gossip with everyone downstairs!"

Realizing that he was right, Kate shouted, "Hold on! Scratch that! Just hold your horses for a minute! Understood?"

Monica could be heard laughing. "Okay!"

Kate, Erin, and Ryan huddled together. The girls were no longer covering their privates since they were protected as long as the door was closed. Even the cum on Erin's face and tits, not to mention the cum smeared on Kate's face, was temporarily forgotten. Ryan, with his odd manner and confidence, certainly felt nervous, yet he hadn't bothered to cover up in the first place.

Erin whispered the question on all their minds: "What are we going to do?!"

Ryan was still soaring with confidence due to his great sexual success. He felt like he had at least de facto "claimed" Kate and Erin now, whether they verbally agreed to it (or even understood it) yet or not, or even understood it yet or not. Something magical and amazing was happening between the three of them and nobody wanted it to stop. So he felt the need to take change of this situation, just like the dominant lover he was supposed to be.

He quietly asked, "Just who is Monica? Friend? Foe? Nice? Mean? What?"

Kate whispered back, "She's my, uh, friend. Kind of. Her room is right next to mine, which is how she heard, I'm sure. And for nice, well... mostly."

Erin clarified to him, "Girls can be pretty mean to each other. A lot of petty fighting and jockeying for position and that sort of thing. Plus, she'd kind of new here so we don't know her that well."

He asked Kate, "But she's basically your friend, right?'

Both Kate and Erin nodded. Kate was the main issue for Ryan, since she was the sorority president and obvious "queen bee." But Erin knew Monica just as well as Kate did, since the three of them lived on the third floor with only three others.

He said authoritatively, "I'm going to make a command decision. Do you trust me?"

Kate and Erin looked at each other. They didn't really trust him, since they still barely knew him. However, he did seem to know what he was doing and they had no idea what to do. Furthermore, they had bonded in a strangely powerful way with their sexual fun over the last hour. So they both nodded, if a bit uncertainly.

He said, "Good. I'm going to go to the door and talk to her through the door. Sit tight and stay quiet."

With that, he strolled to the door. His penis had gone flaccid due to the Monica crisis but he was seemingly unconcerned about being totally naked.

Kate and Erin looked at each other again and were afraid. Now they really didn't know what to do. They looked down at their nude bodies and were ashamed all over again.

When he reached the door, he said, "Monica, it's Ryan. Can I open the door a peek and speak to you that way?"

"Sure. Hi, Ryan. Nice to meet you! I've heard a lot about you!" She giggled, because while there was truth to that, it was clear that everything she'd heard about him had been through the door in the last five minutes, or maybe more. She added, "I can't wait to see what you look like."

He didn't have any direct experience with alcohol, but he guessed from her voice that she had to be at least somewhat drunk.

He looked back to Kate and Erin. They couldn't hear what he was saying, since he was speaking quietly, but they could hear Monica since she was practically shouting through the door. They were frantically waving their hands and shaking their heads, clearly urging him not to open the door under any circumstance.

But he just waved his hands back at them, motioning that they needed to find cover if they didn't want to be seen. They started to scamper.

He opened the door, but did it in such a way so that all of his body was behind the door and just his craning head was peeking out. He held the door so it was only opened a couple of inches.

He peered through the crack to judge just who Monica was, and what he should do about her. He had an audacious idea in mind, but he wanted to gather more information first.

Monica was standing there smiling and looking friendly. Seeing his eyes peek through, she waved. "Hi, Ryan! Nice to meet you!"

"Hi."

He didn't say much since he wasn't interested in talking just yet. He wanted to carefully look her over first. It was just as he had suspected and hoped: Whoa! Monica is another bombshell babe!

From her brown skin and black hair as well as her name and accent, he guessed that she was Mexican, or at least Latin American. She was wearing a stylish and very low-cut and revealing shiny red dress held up by two thin straps.

He was more interested in what was inside the dress, but the dress was so revealing that he didn't have to guess very much. He had figured since she was one of Kate's friends and lived on the very exclusive third floor right next to Kate, the odds were very excellent that she would be a stunner, and she was.

She had a sultry face with a narrow gaze he liked a lot. Like Erin's and Kate's, it was the kind of face one might find on a magazine cover. She looked passionate and intense and quite possibly angry, even when she wasn't. But he was more interested in her body. She was voluptuous and stacked. However, she was also very short, maybe only five feet high, give or take a couple of inches. That was a full foot shorter than his six feet one inch, and Erin and Kate were nearly as tall as he was. He guessed that both of them were about five foot ten. So Monica was a pixie in comparison.

He guessed that she had an E-cup bra size. Although that was less than Kate or Erin, proportionally speaking she might look MORE stacked than even Kate, since she was so short. The rest of her body was nearly as impressive. The dress showed off that she had a narrow waist and wide hips. It was a very short dress, revealing a pair of powerful thighs on her nicely tanned legs. Then again, she was nicely and deeply tanned all over.

He opened the door slightly wider, so he could look all around the short hallway. He confirmed that nobody else was there. Then he said, "So, Monica, we have a problem here. Kate, Erin, and I, well, we've been up to some naughty business!"

Monica leered knowingly. She dropped the volume of her voice considerably, now that door was open. "I noticed! I heard screams at first from my room. Loud, passionate, sexy screams! From time to time, I kept hearing more screams, as if some naughty girls were having VERY powerful orgasms!"

He replied a bit sheepishly, "Yeah, well, that may have happened." He didn't recall that many screams, but there had been some. He was glad the other two probably hadn't heard Monica's comment, since they were freaking out enough already.

"I'll bet! Anyway, curiosity finally got the best of me and I put my ear to the door. Then I heard even MORE things! Such very, very interesting things!"

He suspected she was either drunk, or very vivacious and bold, or both. He said flatly, "Okay, Monica. I get it. You know too much. What do you want?"

"Not much, actually! I just want to have fun. Remember that classic like from the movie 'When Harry Met Sally,' after Meg Ryan's character fakes a loud orgasm in a restaurant?"

"Yeah?"

"Another woman points to Meg, and says, 'I'll have what she's having.' That's what I want! I want IN!" She rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, causing her huge tits to sway and wobble enticingly. Clearly, she wasn't wearing a bra. She looked through the door towards where she guessed his crotch was, as if she had X-ray vision.

He asked, "What makes you think we've been doing sexual things in here?"

She glowered at him in a way that only made her look sexier. "Oh, come on! For one thing, I can guess you're naked, from the way you're carefully holding the door open just a bit. But also, with my room right next door, I've been listening for what seems like an hour! I couldn't hear as well as when I put my ear to the door these last minutes, but I heard enough. I've been masturbating like crazy! But then I decided: why not join in?! I especially want to see 'The Beast!'"

He considered all that, and decided to go ahead with his audacious idea: The best way to keep her from blackmailing or blabbing is to have sex with her too! If she knows about things like 'The Beast' nickname, she must know a hell of a lot. She seems so eager, not to mention drunk, that it's a no- brainer. I'm unstoppable tonight!

His flaccid penis started engorging in a hurry.

However, he wanted to be careful, as well as take full advantage of her eagerness. He said, "If I let you in, there are rules. You have to obey all the rules, no matter what."

"Okay!"

"But I haven't even told you the rules yet."

"Hey, I'm up for whatever. Clearly, you have a big dick and you know how to use it. I heard a lot of sexy screams to that effect." She teased, "I'm just a poor, horny little señorita, all alone on a Friday night with nothing to do. And no one to do!"

She folded her hands together and looked to the ceiling, as if she was praying up to God. "If only there was a handsome big-cocked man to come along and, oh, say, fuck me silly! I wonder where I could find such a man?" She looked back at him and winked.

He was incredibly aroused by that. His penis was fully engorged again already, thanks to the view of her remarkable hourglass-shaped body. However, he tried hard not to show that she was affecting him. "Okay, okay. You've made your point. But these are the rules. First off, you can't say a WORD about what happens in here! Not a word to anybody!"

"Deal!"

His cock was throbbing with arousal and anticipation, and that was driving him to be bold. "Wait, I'm not done. Secondly, what I say goes. Period! If I treat you like a sex slave, you have to obey me like a sex slave. You can't say 'no' to anything!"

Her eyes flashed with fiery delight. "Done, and done! Kinky! I'm so there already! Let's get started!"

"Wait! There's more!" He thought things over, and sheepishly said, "Rule number two pretty much covers everything, I think. If I come up with anything else, I'll tell you that, and you'll have to do that too."

She was still bouncing enticingly on her feet. "I can't wait! Let's do it!"

He thought, Holy cow! I'm going to fuck this sexy señorita tonight! Why not?! I don't think Kate or Erin will complain. If they do, I can claim it's necessary to keep her quiet.

Hell, I've never had sex yet, and tonight I very well may end up having sex with THREE of the sexiest girls on campus! I can't blow this chance!

Another thought occurred to him, a way to test her to make absolutely sure this wasn't some kind of trick. Plus, his libido was in charge and it sounded like lots of sexy fun. "Hold on. You have to prove yourself first. I want you to take off all your clothes, right now!"

That surprised the heck out of her. She frowned, and looked all around. "What, right here in the hallway?!"

"Yep. Right there where you stand. And those will be the last clothes you'll be wearing for a long time."

To his pleasant surprise, she considered that for a long moment. She knew there were only six girls who lived on the third floor, all of them in their own singles, and she was nearly certain all the others had already gone down to the party. The odds of any of them, or someone else, coming up at this hour were

very low.

So she took a gamble. She liked taking sexual risks anyway, especially if they involved public exhibitionism. She boldly exclaimed, "Well, fuck! How can I turn THAT down?! I just have to find out what's going on in Kate's room, especially what The Beast is like! Here we go!"

With that, she slid one shoulder strap off her shoulder, and then the other one. She was trying to tempt him with a sexy striptease. And yet, due to the fact that she was standing in the hall where anyone in theory could come by, she wanted to get it over quickly. So she started wiggling her red dress down her body. Despite her dark skin, a red blush could be easily seen on her humiliated face.

As her huge tits came into view, it became obvious that he had been right in surmising that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits were fantastic! They were high on her chest and round as they could be, just like Erin's and Kate's. He especially liked how they were as dark as the rest of her skin, with no tan lines whatsoever. Clearly, that was her natural skin color. In contrast to Kate and Erin's pinkish nipples, Monica's looked like chocolate Hershey's Kisses.

From directly behind him, Ryan heard a gasp, and then, "WOW!" He felt a hand on his shoulder, and realized that Erin had joined him at the door.

Erin whispered to him, "You work fast!"

He just nodded in reply. He didn't look around to see because he didn't want to miss a second of Monica's quick striptease.

Sure enough, curiosity had gotten the best of Erin and she was peeking through the crack from behind him. As soon as she saw what was going on, she didn't want to miss any of Monica's striptease either.

Monica kept on silently pulling her red dress down her body, writhing her wide hips in a sexy way to get past them. She was nervous, of course, but not that nervous considering she was stripping naked in a public place.

Ryan had already guessed, correctly, that she had had more than a little alcohol to drink, and doing that had given her "liquid courage." There was no way she'd be doing this otherwise.

Monica's unusually wide hips had been the main obstacle to getting the dress off, and once they were below that, they suddenly fell the rest of the way to the floor. She bent down to pick the dress up, and clutched it to her tummy. But before she did so, he noted she had a very luxuriant black bush, and no panty tan lines either.

She said with growing nervousness, "Ta-da! That's all of me. Can I keep my high heels on? I don't feel quite so short in them." She looked towards the stairs. She felt lucky there was a closed door at the bottom of the stairs, so if someone started to come up from the second floor, she at least would have a few seconds to try to get into Kate's room.

"Sure," he replied. It didn't pass his attention she hadn't been wearing panties in the first place, so the high heels were all she was wearing.

He was having the time of his life. But things got even better when he felt Erin brushing her big tits against his bare back.

Erin had gone from deathly worried to horny as a billy goat within seconds of seeing Monica standing naked in the hallway. She knew Monica was a talkative, emotional ball of energy. She didn't know much about Monica's private life except for some gossip, but her behavior made perfect sense if she was a firecracker of sexual energy too. She decided they wouldn't have to worry about her anymore, assuming she had some good orgasms with Ryan.

Erin was suddenly so aroused that she was tempted to reach around and stroke Ryan's boner even while he talked to Monica through the crack in the door. But she was still a little too shy to do that, since she wasn't sure when the door might open. That's why she rested her tits against his back instead. With the cum on her upper slopes, she had to be careful to angle them. Luckily, he was bending over slightly, allowing her to just press against him from below her nipples.

Doing that much emboldened her. She sensed that anything was sexually possible with Ryan in charge. She decided to test him by whispering quietly in his ear so Monica couldn't hear, "Don't stop there!

Take it to the next level!"

He wasn't sure what to do, since having Monica standing naked in the hall was so extreme already. Then he had an obvious idea. He opened the door wider and stuck his hand through the crack. "I'll take the dress."

Monica was shocked. "What?! Forget it! What if you just grab it and leave me here like this? No way!"

He said, "If we do that to you, you'll be totally embarrassed. But you'll also tell all your sorority sisters what's happening in here and what we did to you, and we'll be in a world of trouble. Remember, I'm testing you, to see if you're worthy."

She considered that, and then sighed heavily. "Fuuuuck!" She handed the dress over. But then she covered her nipples with an arm and her pussy mound with her hand. Clearly, she was growing increasingly nervous at getting caught completely naked in the hallway. Her face was as cherry red as Kate's had been most of the time this evening.

As he took the dress from her, he opened the door still wider, and Monica looked past him enough to see Erin's head peering back, compete with a copious amount of cum still dripping down her face.

Monica exclaimed, "¡Hijo de puta! ¡Me cago en la madre que te parió! Ryan, where the hell have you been all my life?!" Her massive bare breasts were heaving up and down due to her labored breathing. They were wildly swinging and swaying even though she was just standing there. "You're the most interesting thing to happen to the third floor of this sorority in, well, EVER!"

He grinned widely at that, even though he didn't speak any Spanish. (Her words meant "Son of a bitch! I shit on the mother who gave birth to you!") He decided that he was ready to let her into the room.

However, he also was reveling in the total power he had over her, and he wanted to impress Erin some more. So he said, "Drop your hands to your sides and slowly turn around so I can see all of you. Then you can come in, when I say so."

She hissed in amazement, "Fuuuuuuck! ¡Tu puta madre!" ("Your whore of a mother!") She gazed at him even more intensely and angrily than before, as if she was contemplating punching his face. But instead she dropped her hands to her sides, and started to rapidly spin around.

But he said, "No! Slower! VERY slow! And when you're facing away, bend over some so I can see what I'll be fucking."

Monica hissed, "Fuuuuuck! ¡Tú estás loco!" ("You're crazy!") But she started again, and turned much slower this time. Her entire body was trembling with lust and fear. She kept looking towards the stairs, fearing the worst.

Erin was blushing too, both in sympathy with Monica and because of her own embarrassment when Monica saw her sperm-covered face. But she was horny as hell too. In fact, she was so inspired that she finally dared to reach around Ryan and take his stiff hard-on in hand.

Within seconds, she started stroking it too. She was so carried away that a part of her actually wished the door was open wider so Monica could see what she was doing. Fuck! Things are crazy and getting

crazier all the time! Ryan seems to have NO fear! He's making me feel totally reckless too! I can tell that Kate's been having some kind of sexual revelation tonight, but so am I!

Erin had never desired Monica before, but that was because her "forbidden crush" energy was focused on Kate. However, she wasn't blind. Monica was one of the sexiest girls in the KKG sorority, which meant she was one of the sexiest in the entire university. If Monica was up for some secret lesbian loving tonight, Erin was eager.

Monica slowly rotated in place. Her eyes kept darting here and there, and especially towards the top of the stairs. She was starting to get panicky. She muttered to herself, but loud enough for Ryan and Erin to hear, "Fucking shit! This better be fucking worth it! I want the best fucking of my life!"

Since Erin was hot to trot and emboldened, she replied, "Oh, it's worth it! I've got his cock in my hand right now! It's hot and thick and alive! I can't stop stroking it!"

Monica was nearly halfway through her turn, but she froze, and turned back. She stared intently past Ryan to Erin. "You're lying! ¡Maldita hija de PUTA!" ("Damned daughter of a WHORE!") She glanced towards the stairs. She was so nervous and humiliated that her face was turning cherry red despite her dark skin.

Erin teased Monica as she stroked Ryan, "No, I'm not! You'll see!" "Prove it!" Monica demanded. "Open the door!"

Ryan spoke up. "That's not going to happen. Too risky. Do your turn around and bend over, and come inside. Then you'll see."

Monica cursed, "¡Eres un jodido cabrón!" ("You're a fucking asshole!") But she resumed her turning. However, her fear was steadily rising, making her move faster than before.

She soon reached the point where she had to bend over and show off her pussy. So she grabbed her legs just below the knees, and quickly bent over. She muttered to Ryan, "I swear, if you don't fuck me within an inch of my life, and make me cum buckets, I'm gonna chop your balls off!"

Erin purred quietly in his ear, "Don't worry, she says things like that all the time. She's harmless. You're going to be fucking her soon! Tonight!"

Erin had no trouble saying that. She didn't feel possessive towards Ryan, since she'd basically just met him. She figured Monica was a wild one who could help make the evening even wilder. That would help loosen Kate's inhibitions some more. Perhaps it would end in an orgy, and maybe she'd even have a chance to get intimate with Kate. It was all too exciting to even contemplate - as long as nobody else found out.

Ryan was so thrilled that he was close to cumming. With Monica bending over, not only did he get to enjoy the sight of her unusually round and protruding brown ass, but he had a clear view of her pussy between her legs. Her pussy lips were surprisingly pinkish colored, considering how dark the rest of her was, including her nipples. But what he liked best of all was that he could easily see her pussy lips were swollen and wet. Not only did they glisten and shine, but there was a long strand of cum dripping straight down.

She hissed, quietly and desperately, "Please! Let me in! Isn't this enough?!"

Between Erin stroking his hard-on and her sexy words, but most especially the sight of Monica's fantastic naked body in the hallway, he knew he was going to cum at any moment. He could feel the urge welling up inside him uncontrollably. But he had one trick of last resort that he'd learned during all of his masturbation, and he used it now: he gripped the base of his shaft below Erin's stroking hand, and he squeezed it so tight that it hurt.

With his other hand, he stilled Erin's hand. Then he bent over more, while clenching his teeth and holding on for dear life.

Sure enough, his urge to cum welled up but then passed in a matter of seconds. It was a very effective technique. The only problem was that it was a minor ordeal. Sometimes, it left him just as wiped out for a while as if he had really ejaculated.

Monica was on the verge of crying. She remained bent over lewdly, praying in Spanish in her mind. She was starting to fear that he would never let her in. She begged, louder, "Please! Have mercy!"

He hadn't been able to speak for some moments due to his orgasmic close call. He realized he'd been keeping her hanging too long. So he finally did have mercy on her and said, "Okay, that's enough.

Good job. You can come in." He opened the door just enough for her to slip in. Monica never moved so fast in her life! She was up and through the door in a flash. He quickly closed it again without having to expose any of his own nudity.

Now it was her turn to stare. The anger on her face was wiped away in an instant, replaced by lusty curiosity. Completely ignoring Erin for the moment, she gave him a quick once-over. But her gaze soon locked on his very stiff erection. "¡Qué cabrónazo! ¡Tu PUTA MADRE! ¡Me cago en tu PUTA MADRE!"

He had no idea what that meant, but his heart swelled with pride, because she was clearly impressed. (Her words roughly meant: "What an asshole! Your whore of a mother! I shit on your whore of a mother!")

She was disappointed to see that Erin wasn't actively jacking him off after all. But she realized they probably had been forced to disengage while the door was open. She noticed his cock and even his balls were absolutely dripping wet with pre-cum, so she figured it really had happened after all.

Suddenly, her demeanor changed. She went from gawking at his boner to smiling nicely to his face. She held a hand out to shake. She spoke with exaggerated normality, even though her entire body was still trembling. "Hi there. My name is Monica Lopez."

He chuckled at the formality, and shook her hand. "Hi. I'm Ryan, Ryan Sullivan." He was extremely horny and excited too, but he was trying to match her pretend normality.

He could feel her hand was trembling, and even her entire body was visibly trembling. Her face was still cherry red. He loved that.

She smiled almost wickedly. "Well, hello, Ryan. That was the most arousing and exciting time I've ever had! I don't know whether to thank you or punch you!"

Erin quipped, "Punch him!"

Monica suddenly had an idea. "Oops, we're doing this the wrong way." She let go of his hand, then reached out and boldly grasped his jutting erection. She didn't even flinch when she felt how wet and hot it was. She shook it up and down. She spoke directly to his erection with a big smile on her face. "Hello to you too. I think we're going to be fast friends."

Erin laughed at that. Monica certainly lived up to the stereotype of the hot-tempered Latin woman. Erin had been worried that Monica was going to be pissed off once she got through the door, but she wasn't worried anymore. Clearly, Monica was overcome by lust, just like she was.

Monica exclaimed as she "shook" his erection, "It's absolutely HUGE! And it's curved like a banana! No wonder I heard so much screaming!"

Monica glanced at Erin again while she continued to "shake" Ryan's hard-on. She saw the cum on Erin's face and tits, much more clearly this time, and that seemed to send her already great arousal soaring into the stratosphere. She screamed, "¡JODER!" ("FUCK!")

As if Monica wasn't astounded and aroused enough already, Erin silently held the palm of her hand up to her, showing how wet and cummy it was. There was no doubt she really had been stroking him a short time ago.

Taking Ryan completely by surprise, Monica jumped at him and wrapped her arms around him. Her goal was to kiss his mouth, since she was so overcome by sexual desire. However, since he was at least a foot taller, the only way she could get high enough to his face was by jumping up to it.

However, since he hadn't been expecting that, she basically just knocked him backwards. Her huge knockers acted like a car pumper and pushed him back even more. She tried to wrap her arms around him, but ended up just sliding down him until her feet were back on the ground.

But her attempt wasn't in vain. She knocked him back so much that he fell to his knees in a sort of controlled collapse. That was better than having an uncontrolled fall all the way to the floor. Once he was on his knees, that made her much more accessible to him, so she tackled him again, so he could be fully accessible to her too.

This time, she got him all the way to the floor. She was on him immediately, like a hungry predator leaping on its prey. Her lips met his and she left him breathless with a scorching kiss. Meanwhile, one of her hands found his cock again, and she began tightly sliding her fist up and down it. Her grip was much tighter than either Erin's or Kate's. It was a little bit painful, but a lot arousing.

She thought, And to think I was almost about to give up. I didn't believe he'd really let me in. But he did, and boy was it worth it! I have no doubt he's going to fuck me into another dimension!

Normally, his penis needed time to recover after his orgasm-denying squeezing trick. But he didn't have that luxury this time. Trying to stop the flushed and fiery Monica in her lusty mood was like trying to stop a tornado!

Overwhelmed physically and mentally, his hands wound up on her bare ass cheeks and he began happily fondling them. Her ass jutted out to a surprising degree, making her ass crack quite deep. His hands were soon probing that crack.

Erin didn't want to be left out. However, with Monica's naked body writhing excitedly all over Ryan's, there wasn't much she could do. She dropped to her knees next to him and wondered what she could do to help excite him.

She didn't know what to do at first. Touching his boner was out of the question, since it was under Monica and her entire body was humping up and down. In fact, the only part of Monica that was nearly still was her head, so she could keep kissing his mouth.

Then Erin had an idea. She put her hand on top of his closest hand. That was a very dramatic move, because that hand was full of one of Monica's ass cheeks. She purred to him, "Looks like you've found yourself another hottie. Are you going to 'claim' her too?"

He'd been kissing and fondling Monica for a couple of minutes already by this point. He broke his latest kiss and turned his head so he could look past Monica's head and make eye contact with Erin while he answered her question.

He simply said, "Probably." Then, thinking it over a bit more, he added, "I'll have to wait and see if she's worthy."

He couldn't believe how cocky he was acting, or how well it was working out. It seemed the more he

dared and pushed his luck, the better things got. Even though he was lying down, he was heady and dizzy from this turn of events with Monica.

Once again, his "porn logic" was working like gangbusters. There was a self-fulfilling prophecy effect going on: he was acting as if he was a porn star in a porn film, where everything ends up highly sexual. He was so confident and determined about it that the girls were picking up on the vibe and starting to behave like they were in a porn film too.

Erin thought, It's funny. He's cocky and bold, and even dominating. What he made Monica do in the hallway certainly proves that! But he doesn't really seem like a scary guy. I get the feeling that he's basically nice. He can be the catalyst for all kinds of wild and great things without me having to really worry about him.

Erin couldn't help but ask Monica, "How did you DARE to do that?! Stripping naked in the hallway?! I couldn't do that! Why did you trust Ryan, a guy you'd never even met before?"

Monica slowed her wiggling and stroking so she could proudly reply, "It was a risk, believe me! But I figured if he was with you two, he had to be okay. You two are basically safe as houses. You don't take big risks. Heck, he couldn't even get in the house if he were some weirdo, right? And if he screwed me over, he wasn't going to get OUT of the house without me kicking his ass twelve ways to Sunday!"

Erin and even Ryan laughed at that.

Monica continued, "It helped that I was soooo fucking horny! Like I am now, almost! I heard all kinds of sexy screaming coming from in here. Erin, just knowing that you and Kate were naked and getting it on with some guy was driving me wild! I came so hard! Quietly, but hard! I downed a whole bottle of... well, it's embarrassing to say. Let's just call it 'something strong.' That made me stupid and reckless.. and thank God for that! Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I had to throw a dress on and put my ear to the door to find out what was going on. I'm soooo glad I did! Even though I fucking almost died of fright!"

Erin chuckled mirthfully. "We're glad you did too. We're going to have lots of fun tonight. LOTS of fun!" Acting on impulse, she slid her hand off Ryan's hand and firmly gripped Monica's ass cheek just below where Ryan continued to grip it.

As if that message wasn't obvious enough, Erin stared at Monica's face with bedroom eyes and said, "You've gotta be open to anything though. Anything! It's gonna get wild!"

Monica got the message. "Oh, I'm open for anything, believe me! Besides, it's not like I have a choice. I'm basically Ryan's sex slave for the evening. We already agreed. He's going to make me do all kinds of naughty things, I'm sure!"

Erin's heart pumped fast as she imagined herself in a sixty-nine with Monica, both of them licking pussy. She brought her hand over to Monica's untouched ass cheek and sensually caressed it. "I'll bet!"

Monica then asked Erin, "What's the deal here, anyway? Are you two sharing him as co-girlfriends or something?"

Erin replied, "No, not co-girlfriends. It's complicated, not to mention mysterious. The truth is, we barely even know him. He's said some crazy stuff about wanting to 'claim' us and that he's going to make us into his 'personal sluts.' But the real situation is still undefined."

Ryan had caught the flirting between Erin and Monica. He didn't say anything but made a mental note.

Then he happened to see Kate come into view a ways behind Erin. That startled him, because he'd completely lost track of her while he had been focused on Monica at the door.