Not just now

"Maybe later," you say. "I'm enjoying catching up with you right now, Viv. Maybe I'll see you two ladies later?"

Alicia and the as-yet-anonymous brunette titter at being called 'ladies'. "Sure thing John!" says the more confident brunette. "I'm Grace by the way. We're both in Dorm G. Just ask around, you'll find us."

"Are you keeping my bra and shirt?" Alicia asks.

"Yes," you say matter-of-factly.

"Okay," she says, still smiling. "I hope you like them. See you around, John".

Vivian shakes her head as she continues to ride you. "They never even asked my name."

You look to Viv, who is looking intently at you with something like deep satisfaction. She is humming a little as she rides you.

"Hey you," she said, "I missed this. Your cock in my pussy. Where did you go?"

"Oh, not far," you say. "I just got caught up in stuff, you know? But I could never stay away from this for long."

Viv starts panting. "You old romantic, sticking your penis in me, feeling up the ladies, buttering me up. You're incorrigible."

"I'm going to cum Viv," you tell her.

"Totally incorrigible," she says with a moan. You feel her clench wetly on your cock, sending you over the edge. You erupt inside Viv with several jets of hot semen, sweet release inside her warm and snug sex.

The two of you lean on one another as you catch your breath. "How sexy was that, Viv?"

Viv smiled at you. "About the same, just me orgasming as you ejaculate inside me once again. Pretty nice, but not as good as a night in bed with my boyfriend."

You raise your eyebrows. "Do tell. I didn't know you had a boyfriend."

Viv smiles impishly. "I had a bit more time to look for romance after you left. Paul's a big sweetie. I like the ritual of getting him to pay attention to my body, of getting him to notice my wetness. It's fun having you fuck me, but you aren't any sort of challenge: you decide to fuck me before I even try."

"How does it take any time at all to get a man to think about having sex with a woman showing off her pussy?" you ask, incredulously.

Viv looks confused. "What, like every woman? We show men our pussies all the time, John. It's kind of the point," she says, struggling to get off of your slowly delfating cock. She points to her pussy, dripping with your semen. "Attention men: your cock could be here." she says mockingly.

You wonder if this is all there is to this new world: a world in which women are actually sex-starved, men are oblivious to this but like sex anyway, and you're the one man who actually gets the signals. Is this just a world of nymphomaniacal sluts trying their best to get some, and it happens to look like your old world but with bottomless young women?

"Anyway," Viv says, looking to your glistening member, "you looking for your usual clean up, or would you rather use the mouth of some pretty little thing?"