Bonfire: Part 4

The rest of the day went smooth. Lauren and Liam made some surprisingly good crab cakes and we found ourselves back where we usually did at night, circled around a pile of burning firewood in four oversized deck chairs. There was something about the girls that night.

Lauren was back in her black zip-up hoodie and, it was safe to assume, nothing underneath. Chelsea felt a bit bolder today and wore a white tank top with no bra and a pair of my sweatpants. I knew from watching her put them on that she was not wearing panties. Ariel had on a bikini top and a thin white robe-like cover up that she had tied loosely. The sides hung open, showing off most of her pale, perky cleavage. And Lisa had on a tight, grey "State" t-shirt with no bra underneath and a pair of shorts that were so short, the pockets stuck out the bottom.

"So, who had the hottest date last night?" Lauren asked.

"I don't know," Ariel replied. "It seems like everyone pretty much had a similar experience."

"I'd like to nominate my date with David," Lisa said, raising her hand.

"That arcade got you all hot and bothered, huh?" I joked.

"Not just the arcade," Lisa said.

"I don't think I would have liked that," Lauren chimed in. "No offense, David."

"I thought the same thing at first," Lisa said. "But we really had a lot of fun."

"Honestly, if I was out with David and he threw down enough cash for us to beat Crisis Protocol, I'd blow him in the parking lot as well," Chris joked.

"Tomorrow night, buddy," I said. "Me and you." Chris raised his can.

"I still can't believe how fun it was," Ariel said. "I guess I had a bit of a different experience since I didn't really know Liam like you guys knew your dates, but, like Lisa said earlier, there was definitely something fresh and fun about it all. At the end of the night, though, it was nice to come back to my Robert."

"I was definitely hesitant at first at the idea of everyone going off alone on 'dates' with no real ground rules," Lauren said. "But we trusted you and Robert. If you guys thought it would work out, then it seemed like something worth trying. And if it didn't work out for some reason, then we'd figure it out. We're close enough friends that we could talk it out and move on."

"Liam's got to be thinking, what the hell did I get into?" Chris joked. Everyone laughed.

"I can't say I wasn't surprised," Liam said with a laugh. "But I'm used to being pretty open sexually, with being in the frat and all. You kind of have to be. There's always people around, coming and going, and sharing rooms. As much as you try to find privacy, it's just impossible."

"What's the craziest thing you've seen or been a part of?" Robert asked.

"Wow," Liam said, putting his finger to his chin in thought. "The upper classmen would often get their girlfriends to give the freshman blowjobs. Sometimes they'd watch. I know one guy had his girlfriend take this pledge's virginity while he watched. There were times at the end of the night when we'd all be hanging out after a party or something and one or two girls would blow all the guys who were there. One of our brothers had sex with his girlfriend in the living room in front of everyone while we watched a football game. It was like 1pm and they just started going at it like we weren't even there."

"Damn," Robert said. "That's wild."

"When Liam told me those stories, there was just something about them," Lauren said. "It just seemed so hot. I don't know. The idea of watching another girl suck Liam's cock was such a turn on. Or Liam watching me fuck someone else. It's something I'd never thought of and never thought I'd enjoy until he told me about it all. Now..."

Lauren cut herself off by shoving her tongue into Liam's mouth. The kiss was performative to say the least, nearly pornographic. It acted like gunfire starting a race. Quickly, the other three couples followed suit, making out around the glow of the bonfire. The area became silent save for the smacking of lips, the soft moaning of the girls, and the snapping crackle of the burning logs. We squirmed in our seats, trying to find the best position. Ariel had a long, bare leg draped across Robert's lap, pulling him toward her. Lisa was sitting on Chris' lap, facing the fire. Chris' held her by her hips, pressing her round ass into his crotch as she strained her neck enough to keep their open-mouth kiss going. Lauren climbed onto Liam's lap, grabbing his face and pulling it to hers while she stuck her ass out for everyone else to admire. Her shorts strained against her full ass, riding up to expose half of her pale cheeks.

Meanwhile, my hands were all over Chelsea. I slipped my fingers under the hem of her tank top, gripping her bare flesh as I pulled her tight to me. Her breasts squished against my chest, her nipples hardening and poking through the thin cotton. I wanted to feel them, bare in my hands, in my mouth, on my chest. I grabbed the hem of her shirt and began lifting. Up I drew it over her stomach until it slipped over the slope of the undersides of her breasts.

Suddenly, Chelsea grabbed my hand to stop me. I broke our kiss, confused, wondering if I'd somehow gone too far.

"Do you want the towel over us?" I whispered. Chelsea shook her head, a devilish grin spreading across her face. Then she climbed off of the chair and stood up. I looked at her, confused as to what she was thinking, then she walked over to Lauren and Liam's chair where the two were getting steamier and steamier. Lauren was grinding into Liam's lap while he groped her ass, their tongues still dancing maniacally together.

To my left, Lisa was sliding her ass across Chris' crotch, her head back on Chris' shoulder while he kissed and sucked at her neck. His hands moved from her hips upward, dragging her shirt with it until he shoved them inside, grabbing a hold of her breasts and kneading them. The t-shirt stretched and strained against his hands, the bottoms of her breasts peaking out from below the hem.

Across the fire, Ariel's robe was sliding further and further down her shoulders. Robert's face was buried in her chest, tweaking her nipples, causing her to twist and squirm. Ariel's hand shot downward and began rubbing aggressively. Robert roared in pleasure and ripped her top open then attacked her nipple with his tongue and lips. Ariel tossed her head back, her red hair whipping over her shoulder as she continued stroking away at Robert's crotch.

Meanwhile, I watched as Chelsea tapped Lauren on the shoulder. Lauren pulled her tongue from Liam's mouth long enough to see what Chelsea wanted. By the looks of it, whatever it was Chelsea wanted, Lauren was more than happy to provide. She smiled then climbed from Liam's lap. Chelsea took her place and I watched as Chelsea straddled Liam, leaned forward, and kissed him. She took his face in her hands and held him steady as she opened her mouth and let her tongue explore his.

Then Lauren turned to me. The flickering firelight cast a glow across her face, full of lust and desire. With a few steps she was in front of me.

"Looks like you'll get your turn after all," she said. I could see Ariel and Lisa walk by each other behind the bonfire. Lisa resumed her position, sitting on Robert's lap, facing the fire. Ariel cuddled up tight to Chris, wrapping her long leg around him.

I looked Lauren up and down, still unsure this was all taking place in real life. She looked down at my crotch, my cock noticeably straining against the waistband of my shorts, and smiled. Without a word, she climbed my lap, straddling me, her green eyes locked onto mine. My hands trembled as I placed them on her hips while her full weight settled into me. She scooted forward, pressing my cock into my stomach with her crotch.

"This was all your girlfriend's idea, you know?" she said. I looked at her inquisitively. "When I heard you guys the other night, calling our names out, I confronted her about it the next morning. She said you guys talked about how you wanted to have sex with the other people in our group. I told her that I was game. I knew Liam would be and so we just had to get the others on board. She came up with the idea of going on a date. We figured it'd be a good first step to get everybody loose to the idea. Once we were all alone on a date, there'd be no stopping everyone from hooking up. And once we did that, we weren't going to stop there."

I couldn't believe my ears. I knew they were up to something, but I didn't realize they had this all so meticulously planned out.

"Can I tell you something?" Lauren asked. "I was hoping your spin would land on me."

No way

Lauren could read my face. She could tell I couldn't believe her.

"It's true. Ever since I heard you and Chelsea the first night, I've been thinking of you too. Watching her ride you through the bathroom doors was so hot. Hearing you call my name as you came inside of her drove me wild. I've wanted you so bad these past few days. I wanted to suck your cock in that hot tub and make you cum all over my tits."

"Jesus, Lauren," I gasped. My mind was in overdrive. The connection between my brain and my limbs and my mouth had been ruptured.

"When you were thinking of me the other night, what did you think of?" Lauren asked. I couldn't come up with a response. "Did it look like this?"

Lauren grabbed the zipper to her sweatshirt and slowly dragged it down. The black fabric panels parted, her peach skin coming into view inch by inch until the zipper gave way. My breath was heavy in anticipation, my mouth completely dry as Lauren pulled the sweatshirt open, slipping it from her shoulders and letting it fall to the sand at my feet. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed, drinking in the sight of her naked torso glowing in the firelight. Lauren grabbed my hands and placed them on her breasts.

Fuck yes

They were perfect in every way. Shape, size, feel. Her nipples were perfect little pink buds, hardened in arousal. I squeezed and massaged lightly, testing their weight in my palms. Lauren closed her eyes, a quiet moan escaping her lips as she rolled her hips against my hard cock.

"You like them?" she asked.

"Fuck yea," I groaned.

"That's not all you thought of though, was it?" I looked at her, wondering where she was going with this. I got my answer quickly as she unbuttoned her shorts and pulled the small zipper down. It became apparent very quickly that she wasn't wearing any panties as the top of her slit peaked into view. She was soaking wet, glistening even in the dim light of the fire. "I bet it looked something like this..."

Lauren took my right hand and moved it down past her stomach and into the front of her shorts. I pressed two fingers to her slit then continued down, smearing her hot sex across my palm. She shifted a bit, letting her shorts slide down her ass, allowing me better access. She gasped as I plunged my index and middle fingers into her. She was so wet and warm and welcoming, practically sucking my digits in up to the knuckles.

"Oh, yea," she moaned as I began slowly pumping in and out of her, curling my fingers as I pushed forward. My head rolled to my right where I saw Liam pulling Chelsea's shirt up over her head. Her breasts fell onto his chest. He didn't stop there, slipping his hands into her sweatpants, working the wasitband down until most of her bare ass was exposed.

To my left, Ariel's legs were spread, her tight. pink twat right out in the open while Chris pumped two fingers into her. Her shorts were around her right foot which was planted on the ground, her left leg extended over Chris' lap. Her top was still on but both her breasts were hanging out, her nipples rock hard. Her moans rang out through the night. "Oh, Chris!"

Over Lauren's shoulder Lisa was grinding away on Robert's lap. His arms were wrapped around her, his right hand between her legs, working her clit while his left pawed at her tit. Her shirt had given up, popping up and exposing her breasts.

Lauren's head dropped, her forehead resting on my shoulder for a second before she looked up at me, a wicked desire in her eyes. "God, I wish we could just fuck." A loud snap came from the fire, accompanying her already jolting words. I pressed my thumb into her clit. She responded by bucking into me, matching my rhythm. Her tits bounced lightly as she rode my fingers like a cock. My left hand worked her breasts, tweaking her nipples. "Fuck me, David."

"OH LIAM!" Chelsea shouted before I could process Lauren's desires. Liam had laid Chelsea down on a towel and was going down on her. Chelsea's legs wrapped around his head, pulling him into her. Her bare breasts heaved as she moaned and squirmed.

"Oh, I'm cumming," Ariel screamed. "I'M CUMMING, BABY!" Her body went rigid, her toes curling, her hands grabbing at Chris' arms. "OH, CHRIS!" Her back arched, pushing her crotch into Chris' hands. "CHRIS! CHRIS! BABY! OH BABY!"

Lauren went into overdrive, fucking my hand hard and fast. I tried to keep up, plunging my fingers as deep into her as I could while sliding my thumb across her clit. Her arms wrapped around my head, holding herself steady as she began to tense up.

"I'm cumming, baby. I'm cumming," Lisa whimpered next to us. Her whole body trembled as she came, her head slumping forward, her hair hanging down to her knees while she clenched Robert's thighs for stability.

Finally, Lauren snapped, grunting and groaning loudly as her body shivered. I shoved my fingers deep, curling hard as her pussy spasmed around them. A wave of her juices soaked my hand, dripping down to my shorts. She buried her head into the crook of my neck, her body limp as she recovered.

I let her rest for a minute then slipped my fingers from her.

"So..." Lauren said through panting breaths. "Was it like that?"