Trying to impress Emily

I knocked on the door and waited, but not for very long. Bri, the bleach blonde, opened the door. This time, she smiled at me without reservation.

"Simon! Wow, it's good to see you again! This is, what, your fourth trip to visit us?"

"Yeah, that's right," I responded.

"Come on in! Iris is upstairs. She's been a little gloomy lately and staying in her room a lot, but if she called you, she must be perking up!"

"Great. You mind if I sit down for a minute?" I asked.

"Not at all!" She gestured to the couch in the sorority's living room, then sat down next to me. I mean right next to me, with her leg rubbing against mine. We were both wearing shorts, and she didn't pull away when our legs touched, so it was definitely on purpose. "You're really looking good lately! Have you been working out?"

"Yeah, actually, I have." I'd managed to put on a few pounds of muscle and lose a little fat already, but the more noticeable difference was probably my posture. I'd started standing straighter since after I began to exercise.

"I've noticed," said Bri. "I've also noticed that you're not running up to see Iris like you usually do. Is there..." She ran a finger along my arm. "... any particular reason you wanted to stay down here and visit with me?"

"I'm actually waiting for someone."

"What?"

There was another knock at the door.

"That must be her!" I said. I might have startled Bri with my enthusiasm, but I'd been looking forward to this moment since I'd gotten that text message earlier today with my instructions.

Bri got up and answered the door. "Hello? Can I help you?"

"Probably not," said Emily as she walked past the bleach blonde. She walked up to the couch and stood in front of me. "Hey, Simon. Looking good!"

I was speechless. After a month without seeing Emily, she looked better than ever. Her hair was slightly longer, more of a long bob that almost reached her shoulders now. She was wearing dark red lipstick that looked great with her tight, black dress. I thought I'd see black combat boots when I looked down, but she had on red sandals that made me want to suck her toes. I whimpered a little.

"So where's Iris?" asked Emily.

"She's upstairs, in her room," I answered.

"Alright, lead the way!"

We walked past Bri, who stood there staring at us with her mouth open. In a few seconds we were upstairs, and I knocked on Iris' door.

"Simon?" came her faint voice through the door.

"Yeah, it's me," I said.

The door burst open, and Iris was waiting on the other side with a huge smile. The hot Asian girl was made up, as usual, but she was wearing a big, chunky sweat shirt. "Fucking finally! I thought-" Her smile faded when she saw Emily. "Who's this?"

Emily smiled at me and nodded for me to explain.

"This is Emily. She was one of Dr. Green's assistants at that experiment, remember? She's going to be joining us tonight."

"What?! No! Simoooon!"

"We could just leave, if you don't want to party with both of us," said Emily. "Come on, Simon, let's go." She turned around and started walking away. I followed.

"Simon!" said Iris desperately. She leaned out of her room, but looked extremely resistant to actually leaving. She looked around to make sure nobody else was in the hallway, then said, "Come on! I need to fuck!"

"Only if we include Emily," I said, hiding my annoyance that Emily and I had to include Iris.

She huffed loudly. "Okay, fine! Just get in here!"

Emily lead the way into Iris' bedroom. She picked up one of the figurines off of Iris' desk and said, "Jesus, how many rhinestone covered unicorns does one girl need?"

"Those are diamonds," said Iris proudly.

"Of course they are," said Emily. She put it down, turned a chair around to face the bed and sat down.

Iris looked confused. "So... are you going to..."

"I'm just going to watch for right now," said Emily. "This is kind of an audition for Simon."

"Oh, okay," said Iris. "Whatever. I don't really care what your deal is with Simon. He's not my boyfriend or anything, we just hook up sometimes."

"I know!" said Emily. "Go ahead and get undressed, we all want to see that sexy, little body of yours."

Iris looked at me. "Simon, this is weird!"

Emily seemed to think that this whole thing was funny, but I was getting annoyed that Iris wasn't doing what Emily wanted. "Look, do you want me to fuck you?"

"... Yes."

"Then this is how it's going to go."

Iris sighed. She looked back and forth between us, then pulled her baggy sweat shirt over her head.

Her breasts were enormous. Each one was the size of a ripe melon. Despite their size, they were still perky and wonderfully shaped. Her pink, round nipples were erect, and her areola somehow only looked barely bigger than they had when her breasts were a C-cup.

"Nice!" said Emily. "Simon, get a closer look. Any stretch marks?"

I grabbed her breasts and lifted them up, surprised by how heavy they were. I looked all over them. "All good. They grew without any stretch marks."

"Yeah, they've been growing like crazy lately," said Iris. "I went to the store and got a fitting yesterday, but they didn't have any H-cup bras in stock. I'll have to wait a couple more days to get something that fits. I'm started to get worried. Growing so much isn't normal, right? Should I go see a doctor?"

"Don't worry about it," said Emily. "I'm sure this is one of those one-month growth spurts."

Iris' shoulders visibly relaxed. "That's good!" My palms brushed against her pert nipples as I continued exploring her breasts, and she inhaled sharply. "Fuck, that feels good! My breasts have gotten really sensitive."

"Hunh," said Emily. "That's an unexpected benefit. Alright, get to the good stuff, you two."

Iris bent down to take off her tennis shoes and jeans shorts. I pulled off my t-shirt and shorts. I wasn't big and buff yet, but I had gotten more toned in the last month, and it was nice to see Emily smile appreciatively when she saw me without a shirt.

As soon as we were done undressing and I had a condom on, I wrapped my arms around Iris and pulled her in for a hard kiss. Her huge breasts pressed against my chest as my tongue entered her mouth.

"Boo!" said Emily. "Get to the good stuff!"

I pushed Iris away, making her fall backwards onto the bed. I pushed her down on her back, then spread her legs apart. I leaned in and started eating out her pussy.

"Fuck!" yelled Iris. "You're so good at that, Simon!"

Yes! This was exactly what I wanted! I leaned my head to the side enough to glance at Emily. Did she look impressed? She was smiling, so that was good. I reached up and tweaked one of Iris' nipples, massaging it lightly as I licked her little cunt.

"Fuck!" yelled Iris. "That feels amazing! You can fuck me now, if you want!"

I did want. I was incredibly horny after another week of deprivation, and doing this in front of Emily was making it worse. However, I'd learned to focus through the desire in the last month. I slowed down my tongue, teasing Iris and making her wait for it. After a couple more minutes of that, I rose up and climbed between her legs.

She really did look great. Her tight, little body was laid out with her massive breasts pressed flat by their own weight as she laid on her back. She saw me looking and pressed her arms against the sides of her breasts, pushing them together. She looked up at me soulfully, panting in need, begging me with her eyes.

I turned to Emily, who was a million times sexier fully clothed and sitting calmly in her chair.

"Fuck her doggy style, Simon. The little slut will love that!"

"Yes, Emily!"

I flipped the small girl in front of me over, then pulled her up onto her hands and knees. I felt the powerful urge to just drive into her, but I'd learned she needed things to go slowly no matter how hot she was. I ran the tip of my cock along her pussy lips, easily collecting more than enough of her fluids to lube up my whole shaft. I continued rubbing her wet slit. She moaned and moaned, but didn't say anything. I looked at the mirror on the outside of the closet door, amazed at how her huge breasts hung down under her. Then there was me, kneeling right behind her, looking like a stud. This was every guy's fantasy.

My beautiful Emily stood up. She moved to the side of the bed, leaned over so that her face was just a couple inches from Iris, and said, "Beg. Beg him to fuck you."

Iris turned to her and said, "Shut the fuck up! I didn't ask you to be here, don't tell me what to do!"

Emily grabbed the other girl's silky, black hair and yanked her head closer, making Iris go "eep!".

"Listen, you spoiled, little sorority snot! This is not the day where you get whatever you want because Mommy and Daddy wrote somebody a fat check! This is the day you beg for it! I know you're **** for Simon's cock, and Simon doesn't do anything unless I tell him to. So beg for it, slut!"

Iris couldn't move her head because of Emily's grip on her hair, but she strained her eyes trying to look back at me. "Simon?"

"Sorry, Iris. You're really hot, but you're dogshit compared to Emily. I'd do anything for her. If she tells me that we're leaving right now, then you're spending the night alone."

She moaned, then sighed. "Please fuck me. Please, Simon? I need it! I need your cock so bad! It's been a whole week! I have to have your cock! PLEASE!!"

Emily nodded to me, and I drove into Iris' dripping wet pussy. She moaned and crossed her eyes. I went in and out slowly, building up steam. I looked at Emily as I fucked, wishing I could be with her instead, fighting to control my own reaction so I didn't cum too soon.

"Fuck me!" yelled Iris. "Fuck me like a whore!"

"Like a cheap whore," corrected Emily.

"Fuck me like a cheap whore, Simon! Ram your cock into my pussy like you paid $5 for it! Ram it in my my cheap pussy!"

As I picked up my pace, Emily went to where I had dropped my shorts on the floor and picked them up. While Iris was moaning loudly, Emily pulled the jar out of my pocket and opened it. When Iris said, "I'm close! I'm almost there!" Emily walked up next to her and deposited Sam on Iris' ear.

"Unh! What the-" Iris squirmed as Sam went inside her, then she went rigid. I stopped moving as she stopped, then she said, "What's happening?"

Emily climbed on the bed and got in front of her. "Hi Sam. You're a slug, remember? You're riding around on top of little Iris' brain like it's your trained elephant."

"Oh, okay. I remember now." Iris looked back at me. "Hi, Simon. Did you want me to do something?"

I looked down at the girl that I was still inside of. "Just do whatever Emily says, same as last time."

"Okay."

Emily smiled proudly. "First off, good job with her breasts. They look terrific, completely up to Sally's standards."

"Thank you," said Iris. "I'm still not exactly sure how this works, but I think the gland I changed last time is about back to normal now."

"Good. For your next trick, I want you to make it so that Iris can't cum."

"Can't cum?" Sam in Iris asked with a thick tone of confusion.

"Right, no orgasms ever again. She can get worked up, but not finish. Can you do that?"

"I'll try." Iris closed her eyes. "This is really complicated, and I'm having trouble figuring it out. This brain doesn't seem very powerful."

"What a surprise," replied Emily.

"Okay, I think I did it," said Iris. "Can I leave this brain now? I'm really tired."

"Wow," I said. "I don't think she even lasted as long as last time."

"Well yeah," said Emily. "You haven't let Sam out of her jar in a month. I've been giving Sally constant exercise in Adam's brain and she's still only able to stay in him for a few hours. Sam is completely out of shape. Anyway, Sam, you're almost done. Just make sure that Iris understands that I'm in charge, always! Then make her forget all this and you can leave."

"Okay," said Iris. "All done."

Then Sam slid out of her ear, its glow completely depleted.

Emily scooped Sam up in the jar and screwed on the lid, then put it back in my shorts. I went back to driving my cock into Iris as she came back around.

"Fuck! Fuck, yes! Keep going, keep fucking me!"

I had taken advantage of our little break to calm down a bit, so I wasn't in danger of blowing my load. I kept fucking her and fucking her until she was crying.

"Why can't I cum? I'm so close, but I can't get there!"

"You're pathetic," said Emily.

I turned to the side, and my jaw dropped. She was naked. My goddess was standing to the side of the bed, her curvy body completely on display. I had to squeeze my eyes shut to keep from getting overwhelmed.

"Let a real woman have a turn," said Emily. "Get in the chair and finger your pathetic twat while I use this cock properly."

"Unh! Okay, sure." Emily reluctantly pulled herself off my cock, her pussy making a wet slurping sound as it slid off. She did as Emily said, taking the taller girl's place in the chair, and started to finger her pussy as she watched us.

Emily got back in the bed and pushed me onto my back. She mounted me cowgirl style and slowly lowered her pussy onto my hard cock. This was all of my dreams come true, a fantasy that I'd had since high school. My crush, my love, my everything was riding my cock!

I wasn't going to let her do all the work. She moved up and down on me, but I used all the muscles I'd gotten from ab exercises in the last month to drive back up into her, matching her pace. Again I remembered that women have several erogenous zones, so I reached up and played with her perfect nipples.

"Not bad, Simon," said Emily. "In fact, this is a really nice change of pace! I've been getting bored of Adam lately. He's a good ****, but one **** definitely isn't enough. It gets repetitive."

She rode me faster, putting her hands on my chest for support. Occasionally she looked over at Iris and smiled triumphantly. The frustrated girl just frigged her swollen pussy faster and faster, **** for the relief that would never come.

Looking up at Emily as she rode me was incredible. I grabbed two heavy handfuls of her breasts and kneaded them carefully as she rode me harder and harder.

"Are you about ready, Simon?!" asked Emily.

"Yes! Yes, I'm ready!"

Emily pulled off my cock and moved forward until her pussy was on top of my face. She rubbed her clit with one finger and I licked her pussy lips as she came. I drank in her sweet juices, grateful to be able to taste them after a month of starving for them. Then she pulled off and said, "Alright, now finish yourself off on her."

I rolled out of the bed and pulled the condom off. I went over to Iris, who was sweating profusely as she worked her pussy, and I pointed my cock at her face. I came like a firehose, shooting my white load all over her pretty face. She didn't even react, she was too busy trying to get off.

Emily and I got dressed, and Iris was still slumped down in the chair, fingering herself and pawing at her massive tits. Emily said, "You can keep trying to get off or stop, it's up to you."

Iris huffed and puffed with her effort. "I'm... so... close."

"Sure you are," said Emily.

Then we left. We could hear Iris moaning in frustration as we went down the stairs.