CHAPTER 31

A female voice came through the door. "Monica?! Is that you? Are you all right?"

Ryan was startled. I know that voice! But how can that be?! I don't know anyone else here.

Erin and Monica stopped their kissing and looked to each other with alarm. Erin whispered to Monica, "This is your room! You've gotta answer! Say something!"

Monica cleared her voice, then spoke loudly, "Yes, it's me! Who else would it be? I'm fine. What's the problem?"

"Sorry for interrupting, it's just that... I heard a lot of screaming. And not just any screaming, but really crazy and intense screaming. Heck, it didn't even sound like your voice."

Ryan brought his head to Kate's, and whispered quietly in her ear, "Who is that?"

"Jordan," Kate whispered back. Kate was starting to rouse herself, due to the interruption, but she was still like a boneless blob.

Ryan thought, Jordan! A-ha! I do know that voice. He thought back to his encounter downstairs with the three beautiful blondes who wanted to see his penis: Jordan, Tiffany and Ella. It seemed like a million years ago already, but it started to come back to him.

He began trying to get out from sitting under Kate's still lifeless body. It was taking time though, because he essentially had to pick her up and put her back on the sofa without unduly disturbing her.

Meanwhile, Monica replied to Jordan, "If you must know, I'm not here alone. Okay? I'm fine, just... expressive. We'll talk tomorrow."

Jordan replied through the door. "Okay. I'm sorry for interrupting... whatever you're doing. I'm really, really sorry! Are you going to go back to the party? It's still going strong."

"No."

"Oh. Right. Sorry. Later!"

Monica breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Jordan go away. She whispered loud enough for the others to hear, "That was close!"

Erin whispered, "She must have come up from the party. Is it that late already?"

Monica looked at a clock. "No. It's not even midnight yet. You'd think she'd be down there another hour or two, at least."

Erin continued, "Well, for whatever reason, she's here now. I'll bet she's going to be in her room, trying to sleep. How can we continue with the spanking and the fucking? It's just going to get louder and louder!"

By this time, Ryan had gone to where his clothes were. He started putting his slacks on. Erin hissed at him with distress, "What are you doing?"

He quietly replied, "Sorry, it's just that I figure as long as we're kind of taking a forced break, this is a good time to take a pee. I'll finish the spanking when I get back."

Monica got up and walked to him. She put a hand on his shoulder. "You're going to go? Out there?"

He had his slacks pulled up already and started buttoning his dress shirt. "Sure. Why not? You're acting like there are zombies and werewolves out there."

Erin walked up to him too. "No, obviously not. But Jordan's out there! What if she sees you?!"

He spoke confidently. "She's not going to see me. I'll check to make sure the coast is clear first. I'll only be gone a minute. Besides, if I do see her, I don't have to say anything. Guys do come up here and spend the night sometimes, don't they?"

"Yeah, I suppose," Monica said with worry.

"I'll be fine." He'd finished buttoning up his shirt.

He looked to Kate, who was alert and looking his way, but still sprawled out where he'd left her on the sofa. He thought, Holy crap! Every time I look away from her for a while and then look back, it's like a slap upside the head! She's such a total fox! Just look at her sprawled out naked on the sofa like that. She really does look a lot like Kate Upton, only with much bigger tits, and wider hips to boot!

Before the other two could tease him for gawking, he said, "Take good care of Kate while I'm gone, won't you? Help revive her. Because the spanking must go on."

Erin asked, "But what about Jordan?"

He was his usual unflappable self. "Don't worry, everything will work out. This is a good time for a pee break, to let things settle down and quiet down for a few minutes."

With that, he started walking towards the door.

Erin and Monica followed him, heedless of their total nudity.

As he got to the door, he said, "I assume I'll have no problem getting back in. I'll just knock on the door, right?"

They nodded. Then they gave him kisses, big French kisses.

He loved fondling their firm, bare asses as the kissing went on. He had to bend over to make out with Monica, since she was much shorter. He actually briefly picked her up and spun her around, making her giggle with delight.

Just as he was about to open the door, he said, "Geez. You two are acting like I'm going off to war. I'll be back in a few minutes, okay? As long as I'm in the bathroom, I'll probably freshen up a bit."

He opened the door just a crack and carefully peered into the hallway, just to make sure there was no sign of Jordan. Seeing the hallway empty, he slipped through a wider crack and then closed the door behind him.

He started walking down the hallway to the bathroom. He really did have to pee, now that he'd thought about it.

However, he had a secret agenda as well. As soon as he got to the bathroom, he took his cell phone out of his pocket. He'd had his cell phone turned off since before he'd even come to the party, figuring there was no call important enough to take him away from Kate. (Back then, he hadn't even met Erin and Monica yet.) But hearing Jordan knocking on the door caused him to mentally review his earlier encounter with her, especially when she'd stroked and even licked his erection while Tiffany was watching. And one thing he remembered was that he'd challenged her to break up with her boyfriend and then text or phone him about it with the proof, if she wanted to play with his cock some more.

That's what he had on his mind when he turned his cell phone back on and checked for messages. He didn't want to do that where the girls could see, because he figured they'd be nosy about it. To his pleasant surprise, he had a couple of voice messages from Jordan, and some text messages too. He listened to the voice messages first:

"Hey Ryan, it's me, Jordan. Remember me? The platinum blonde who was getting up close and personal with your junk? Anyway, I did what you said: I dumped my boyfriend Vince. He's history. He didn't mean anything to me in the first place, just the flavor of the month. Check my forwarded text messages for the proof. So now I'm wondering if I can get even MORE up close and personal with you, if you know what I mean! Call me, 'kay? I'll be waiting!"

Then he listened to the second message from her:

"Hey Ryan, it's me, Jordan, again. I've been looking all over for you at the party. I don't see you anywhere. I'm really bummed! You kinda ruined the party for me. I really want to get to know you and your huge cock a lot, lot better! Like I said, Vince is history. So where are you?! Call me!"

He chuckled at that. Awesome! Having a big penis IS just like a super power! This is so sweet! My life is never going to be the same! And that's coming from Jordan. She's not just anybody. She's a total fox too! Both her AND Erin broke up with their boyfriends tonight for me, when they barely even know me!

He quickly checked his text messages from Jordan. They confirmed and repeated what she had said in the voice messages. Additionally, she forwarded the text messages between herself and her boyfriend Vince, confirming that she'd broken up with him.

He went to a toilet and had a pee. While he did that, he thought, Now, the question is, what should I do with this situation? I've got a perfect set-up with Kate, Erin, and Monica already. Why take any risk to screw that up? I've gotta be the luckiest guy in the entire university, especially since there's only one Kate. Between the three of them, I'm sure they'll always keep me completely sexually satisfied, and then some!

But then again, Jordan does live here on the third floor somewhere, and she's obviously close enough to Monica's room to hear what goes on in there. She's got to be addressed one way or another if I want to continue with the spanking and fucking, because we're gonna be LOUD! If I can turn her to our side to some degree, that could practically give us a lock on the third floor, no?

The other one, what's her name...? Oh yeah, Brandy. Apparently, she definitely is a lesbian. And maybe I'm way off, but I'm guessing and hoping that means she can just kind of be a neutral bystander in all this. So that only leaves Nancy to worry about. I'm still not sure what to do about her, but if we get Jordan on our side, that can only help. Maybe she'll back down if it's four against one. A guy can hope, at any rate.

Still, I don't want to get my three perfect sluts upset. Plus, I don't think I'll have any energy or cum left over after fucking both Kate AND Monica tonight. So what if I just invite Jordan to watch? Hopefully, she'll witness the passion and fun, and become a confederate. And if my big cock really is a "super power", I'll be able to fuck her to my heart's content some other time, when I'm not totally fucked out already.

Wow. What an embarrassment of riches! This is a whole new, wonderful world! Still, it's good to take things step by step. See how the others react to her presence. That's key. If they get too angry, then I'll just try to bring Jordan to our side without fucking her. I have to maintain at least the illusion of control, but I don't want to do something idiotic to fuck things up.

With that new plan in mind, after he washed up from peeing, he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket again and gave Jordan a call.

Happily for him, she answered after a couple of rings. "Hello?" "Jordan? It's Ryan."

"Ryan?! You! I'd given up on you. So you got my messages after all?"

"Yep."

"And you didn't freak out by me being so forward?" "Nope. I like a girl who knows what she wants."

"So then... what?!" The excitement was rising in Jordan's voice. "I really want to see you again!"

"Good. And I want to see you too. I'm on the third floor, in the bathroom. I have reason to believe you're in your room. If you want to meet me tonight, you need to come here right away."

"Wait, what? How'd you get there?!"

"I was in Monica's room when you knocked on her door a few minutes ago. That's how I know you're nearby. But hurry! Don't bother to dress or anything. Throw on a robe if you have to. Time is of the essence!"

"I'm confused. You, in Monica's room?!"

"Come here and I'll explain. I'm practically a few feet away." "Oh, okay." She hung up the phone.

Ryan didn't have anything to do while he waited, so he poked his head out and looked up and down the hall. Just a few moments later, he saw Jordan walk out of her room, allowing him to see which one was hers. She was wearing a long, white night robe. They made eye contact, and he waved her over.

Once she was in the bathroom, she walked up to him and said anxiously, "Okay, I'm here. What's going on?!"

He spoke urgently. "I'm going to be straight with you and tell you some stuff that sounds pretty incredible. But you'll be able to see it's all true just by walking into Monica's room. You see, you know those really loud screams you heard?"

"Yeah?"

"I helped cause them. I've been with Monica all evening. And Kate and Erin too! I've been having sex with all three of them!"

She looked at him with disbelief. "Kate and Erin too?! I could believe the Monica part, but-"

He interrupted, "I know it seems unbelievable, but you can verify it easily enough just by going in their room, and I expect you will shortly. Here's the thing. Remember your interest in my penis downstairs?"

"How could I forget?!" She looked down at his crotch, but couldn't tell if he was erect or not, due to his dark slacks.

"Well, you're not the only one. That's a pretty common reaction girls have to it. Even Kate. I'm sure you know how she was before. Well, she's totally transformed. Actually, she was the one you heard screaming."

Realization crossed Jordan's face. She said forcefully, "I knew it! I KNEW that screaming wasn't Monica's voice! That's the main reason why I decided to knock and try to find out what was going on."

He grinned. "Good thing you did. I've been too busy fucking those three to check my phone, but hearing you at the door reminded me. Now, here's the thing: I'd like it if you want to join us, but only as an observer."

She was indignant. "What?! Are you kidding me?! I just broke up with my boyfriend for you!"

"I know. But I've made certain promises to them, promises I intend to keep. I've fucked Erin tonight

already, but not Kate or Monica yet, so I've gotta save my energy for that. And I don't want them getting upset. If you stay and quietly watch, I think they'll tolerate that. Then, who knows what might happen, tonight, tomorrow, or beyond? I won't make any promises. But you've got to at least get your foot in the door. We're developing a fun, exclusive sort of group of sex friends, and this is your chance to be a part of it."

She was disappointed, but intrigued. She was fairly certain that the screaming voice she'd heard belonged to Kate, and she was dying to find out about that. "If I go with you right now to Monica's room, I'll get to see you fuck Kate?! Kate Middlefield?! THAT Kate?!"

"The one and only." His grin grew.

"And Monica?! And Erin will be there too?!" He nodded.

She was breathless with excitement. "Fuck me! Count me in!"

He thought triumphantly in response to her "fuck me" exclamation, I just may do that! Why not? Let's see just what these big cock super powers can do! But he didn't let on. "Good. Let's go. There's no time to waste, no time to explain any more. They just think I'm off to pee for a couple of minutes. I'm overdue already. Just follow me, and follow my lead. Okay?"

She nodded.

He started walking out of the bathroom. He added, "Once in there, just act like a fly on the wall, quiet and undemanding. Let them get used to you being there."

She took a few steps behind him, but she wasn't willing to leave the bathroom just yet. "Wait. I've got all kinds of questions. How long has this been going on?"

He waved for her to move. "Not long. There's no time to explain. Let's go!"

"But hold on! I'm just wearing a robe. Nothing else! 'Cos you told me to hurry to see you, and I was already getting ready for bed."

He was tempted to demand that she open her robe and show him her nudity. But he realized he shouldn't push his luck with her, at least not until she was in Monica's room and realized that everything he'd said was true. Plus, he sensed she wasn't in a receptive mood for that sort of thing at this point. So he merely responded, "Good. You'll be overdressed compared to them."

He left the bathroom, hoping she'd follow.

Jordan did follow, and she was feeling excited, but she was too nervous and confused to feel very aroused. She'd taken a risk meeting a nearly totally unknown guy in a bathroom, and now she was taking another risk going to Monica's room where anything could be happening. She couldn't believe all he'd said, especially the part about Kate being sexually liberated and ready to get fucked. But it was so easy to check his story by looking into Monica's room that she couldn't resist doing just that.

He led her quietly down the hallway towards Monica's room. But just before they got there, he realized it would be good to explain a bit more to her. He whispered, "Now, before we go in, know that I'm in the middle of giving Kate a spanking."

She blurted out, "Kate?! A spanking?!" She put her hands on her hips indignantly. "Now you're putting me on!"

He put a finger across his lips, and spoke even quieter than before. "Shhh! You've gotta be able to roll with the punches. Can you do that?"

My God! What if he's being honest?! But Kate?! Getting spanked?! Come on. Anybody but her!

Jordan's nervousness was rising, and her heart was beating fast, but she nodded.

"Good." He whispered some more, "Now, I've noticed that Kate in particular gets off on being sexually humiliated, in a certain kind of way. Spanking is a part of that. I'm not doing it to be mean; that's just what really arouses her. Can you roll with that too, and even help?"

She nodded, even though she remained highly skeptical. "Help? How?"

"Don't be mean or insulting to her. It's not about that at all. But if you could highlight her public exposure, that would help." He thought back to a quote from Jack, and he repeated it for Jordan: "'The high and mighty like to be taken down low.' Kate gets off in a big way on that kind of thing. Like when she's forced to be naked in front of others. It's not about being cruel; it's just exciting situations. Just having you silently watch whatever she does will heighten her arousal, I'm sure."

Jordan nodded again. She was starting to get a gut feeling that maybe Kate really was getting spanked, as improbable as that seemed.

He took a couple more steps to Monica's door and knocked on it.

He was going to announce himself, but the door quickly opened before he could get a chance. Monica was the one who opened it. He figured she was still completely naked because she only peeked her head through a little bit.

Monica's face lit up brightly when she saw him. "There you are! What took you so long?"

He started pushing the door open. "I ran into somebody. You'll see what I mean." He walked through the door after opening it more than Monica would have liked, and then motioned at Jordan behind him to follow him.

Within seconds, he was standing in the room with Jordan, with the door closed behind them. Erin and Kate had gathered with Monica near the door, no doubt waiting expectantly for him. Kate looked to be doing much better. She was fully alert and awake, as well as considerably cleaned up. The other two looked cleaned up and great too.

But he didn't have much time to look them over, because pandemonium broke out. True, it was relatively quiet pandemonium because they were standing near the front door and worried about being overheard, but it was pandemonium just the same.

Kate, Erin, and Monica had been acting cavalier about their complete nudity, but as soon as they saw Jordan with him, and covered in a robe, their hands moved at record speed to cover their privates. The three of them all spoke at once.

He didn't catch what they all said, especially since Monica was cursing in Spanish, but one of them exclaimed particularly loudly, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" There was no way to miss that.

He walked further into the room like there was nothing unusual going on. "Sorry about the surprise, but I ran into Jordan in the bathroom and I thought I'd invite her along."

His three girls just stood there in total shock. Finally, Erin recovered enough to say, "What?! You can't do that!"

"I just did." He was trying hard to act unflappable. "I'm not going to have sex with her. The plan is to just have her watch."

"'Watch?!'" That was Monica.

"Sure." He'd been forced to stop and turn around, since the others weren't following him deeper into the

room. "We've got a problem, a noise problem, with the three others on this floor. If Jordan watches and sees that what we're doing is harmless and fun, I'm hoping she's going to take our side with any future noise issues."

The three girls turned to Jordan and stared at her suspiciously. None of them spoke it, but they weren't worried about the noise issue nearly as much as they were worried that Ryan would fuck Jordan before long and turn her into another one of his personal sluts. They liked Jordan well enough, but they all felt that three was just right and four was too much.

Jordan said a bit sheepishly, trying to justify being there, "Well, I might."

Kate stared hard at Ryan, trying to act intimidating. "Can I speak to you about this? In private?"

"No," he flatly replied. He felt it was important to maintain his authority. "But don't worry. I know what you're thinking. She really is here to watch. I promise you, I will not fuck her tonight."

That did the opposite of mollifying her. She glared at him. "A-ha! You said 'tonight'! But what about tomorrow? And what about something short of fucking her tonight?!"

He replied, "Look, I'm not going to rule everything out categorically. Most anything is possible. And as one of my personal sluts, you have to accept that. But I'm being completely sincere when I say my intention tonight is to just have her watch. I want to spend ALL of my sexual energy on you three."

Jordan thought, I must be hearing things! Did he just call her "one of his personal sluts?!" And she didn't slap him, or do anything at all! What the hell?! Is this some elaborate prank?!

Kate put her hands on her hips defiantly. But then she realized that was totally exposing her privates, so she quickly went back to keeping herself covered up. The blush on her face turned even redder. She still asked testily, "Maybe that's what you say about tonight, and you might even mean it. But again I ask: what about tomorrow? And beyond?!"

He shrugged. "We'll see. But to be honest, she would have to be really incredible to make me want to spend any time or energy away from you three. And I mean it."

He actually really did mean that. He figured he was in a win-win situation. He was perfectly content to keep all of his focus on Kate, Erin, and Monica. But if Jordan somehow proved that she was on their same level, not just in terms of sheer physical beauty but also sexual enthusiasm, sexual talent, and overall personality, he could get involved with her too. But he figured that was a future option only, because he knew that he only had so much cum and stamina for tonight.

That answer seemed to mollify Kate at least somewhat. She went from staring unhappily at him to glaring at Jordan.

Jordan was just as shocked as the other three girls, if not more so. She'd figured that something funny was going on in Monica's room, but she hadn't really believed what he'd said, especially his claims about what he was doing to the super repressed Kate. Yet the mere fact that Kate, Erin, and Monica were standing around and talking to him while completely naked strongly suggested that he had been honest all along. Furthermore, hearing the other three casually referred to as his "personal sluts," without them taking offense, shook Jordan to her core.

If Ryan and the other three had unzipped their faces, revealing that they were lizard people inside of human costumes, she admittedly would have been more shocked... but not by much. Unbelievable was unbelievable, and this situation was totally unbelievable for her.

Erin was mostly staring at Jordan in her long white robe. She asked Ryan incredulously, "What does she know?"

"Not a lot yet," he replied. "I didn't have time to explain. She can learn as we go. I didn't want to take too long, because I've only just started Kate's spanking and I want to finish that up first. Let's go." He nodded to Kate, and took a few more steps towards the sofa he'd been sitting on before going to the bathroom.

But Kate didn't move. She was continuing to carefully cover her nipples and pussy as her face turned redder and redder.

The four girls seemed to be competing to see who could look and feel the most shocked.

Jordan asked Kate with sheer disbelief, "He's spanking you?! He mentioned something about that, but I didn't really believe it!"

Kate tried to cover her face, but that exposed her privates again. She turned her back on Jordan and then covered her face again. Crap! Fuck! Shit! I could just die! I swear, I'm going to die of shame, right now!

Jordan's mouth dropped as she stared at Kate's flawless and completely exposed ass.

Ryan realized that Kate was far too freaked out to simply walk back to the sofa to get spanked some more. Having Jordan there was taking her shame and humiliation to a brand new level. That was reflected in her blush, which was redder than ever before, and spreading down her chest to her huge breasts.

He walked back to her and wrapped his arms around her.

She squeezed him in a tight bear hug, desperate for support. She was relieved the hug also covered her nipples and pussy, although her bare ass remained exposed. She moaned unhappily, "Why are you doing this to me?! Haven't you humiliated me enough for one evening?!"

Rather than reply with words, he kissed her lips.

At first, Kate was reluctant, very reluctant. She tried to punish him by not actively kissing back. Her resistance didn't last long though, because she was still extremely aroused and eager. It was just that her arousal was temporarily masked by her shock and fear over Jordan's arrival.

She went into a kind of denial mode, trying to forget about Jordan and everything else by totally focusing on making out with Ryan. She quickly went from not kissing back at all to channeling a nearly overwhelming amount of sexual energy at him.

Yet she couldn't simply ignore her surroundings. One painful fact was that Ryan was still fully dressed while she was completely naked. That embarrassed her greatly, especially when he slipped both of his hands down to her bare ass cheeks and squeezed and kneaded them possessively.

She thought, Fuck! God! Jordan's standing just a few feet behind me! She can totally see everything! Why did he have to invite her in here?! He's so mean! I hate him! But God, I still want him and need him so much! Mean! Why does he make me so fucking horny when he's such an asshole?!

She didn't want to do it, knowing full well that Jordan and the other two were just standing and staring, but she truly couldn't control her hands: she unzipped his fly, pulled his dick out - it was erect already, not surprisingly - and started jacking him off. She hoped the way their bodies were pressed together would prevent Jordan at least from realizing what she was doing. Somehow, she felt less nervous simply from having his thick shaft sliding through her fingers.

After just a few seconds of that, though, she got an idea. He thinks he's so smart and in control, standing there fully clothed while I'm completely naked. I'll show him! What if I pull his slacks down? Ha! Then he'll be embarrassed too!

With that in mind, she yanked his slacks down forcefully. They slid down to his knees. Then she resumed jacking him off. Her plan to do that in a way that Jordan wouldn't notice was thrown right out the window.

Actually, he didn't mind at all. It helped that now that his privates completely exposed, she fondled his balls as well, arousing him even more.

Stroking his thick cock felt strangely reassuring to her. She was still humiliated beyond belief, but at least her heart didn't race quite so fast. She was better able to put Jordan out of her mind by concentrating on how her fingers were stroking him. She had her back turned to the others, and her eyes shut tightly for good measure.

This isn't happening! Gaawwwd! Please tell me this isn't happening! This evening has been one endless nightmare! She was being overly melodramatic, because she knew that she would have done it all over again if given the chance. At least I have his cock in my hand. It feels like... home. I know that sounds corny, but it's true. This is where I belong, serving my honey's cock! I almost don't care that Jordan's there, as long as I can feel these hot, wet inches sliding through my fingers. Aaaah! And I love fondling his balls almost as much!

But she couldn't ignore Jordan for long, because the room was deathly quiet. So she heard every word when Jordan simply stated the obvious in a disbelieving voice, "She's... she's... jacking him off! She's giving him a handjob!"

Erin replied wryly, "Yeah, what else is new? She's been like that all evening. I think she's going to be permanently attached to The Beast from now on." She chuckled at that.

"'The Beast'?" Jordan asked in confusion.

"That's what we call his huge cock," Monica explained. "The Beast. La Bestia. ¡La Bestia es demasiado grande!"

"What does that mean?" Jordan queried, quietly. Her arousal was steadily rising from seeing Kate jacking off Ryan's immense boner, and in such a public manner. Plus, the nude bodies of Erin and Monica were jaw-dropping. She felt totally naked in her loose robe, and worried that her newly erect nipples were poking through.

Monica gesticulated with her usual passion. "'The Beast is too big!' And you have no idea how true that is! Just wait until you have it in your mouth and you're bobbing on it! You'll cry actual tears from the sheer effort of it. We all do!"

"Wow!" Jordan was in awe, both at what Monica just said plus the entire situation.

Kate thought while she kissed Ryan, Cry? I'll show you crying. I'm about to cry right now! How can my honey do this to me?! If I wasn't actively stroking his cock, I think I'd totally fall apart. Mmmm... The Beast! So hot and alive in my hand... Aaaah! It's bad enough having to share him with Erin AND Monica. I swear, if Jordan so much as touches it, I'm gonna kill her!

Kate was agitated, angry, and totally humiliated, but she was also feeling extremely aroused. Ryan was not only passionately kissing her, he was running his hands all over her nude body. Not surprisingly, he paid special attention to her tits and ass. Kate knew that Jordan and the others were paying close attention to what he was doing to her and what she was doing to him, at least when they weren't watching her ongoing handjob. That got her so very, very hot that she felt like she could seriously spontaneously burst into flames.

Ryan realized he had the situation in hand again. Kate was far too aroused to seriously oppose Jordan being there, and Erin and Monica seemed unwilling to put up a stink about her presence. His thoughts

raced as he tried to figure out what he should do next. The possibilities were breath-taking.