A party tomorrow?!

Getting to the apartment wasn’t too hard. I barely noticed the lack of my bra on the walk over from the campus store. It wasn’t until hearing cat calls as I waited at their door. The worst bid of it is how my responds to cat calls – guess those can be counted as compliments, not that I take them that way.

“Hey Harper, come in,” Josh says as he finally opens the door, allowing me to escape from the whistles of the random people outside.

“Hey, Joshie.”

I quickly give him a hug and then pull him in for a deep kiss, pressing into him. The anticipation of seeing him again only deepened as the scent of his shampoo hit my nose – reminding of the shower I took last time I was here.

“Oh, yeah…. Um…. Hi.” Josh stammers as he leads me inside. It’s still cute that I have that power over him. I give him another small peck on the cheek as I finally walk past.

“Hey Pete,” I acknowledge the other housemate once in the living room.

“What, I don’t get whatever you did to turn Josh into the blubbering fool. First you fail my challenge now this”

I sit on his lap and give him his own kiss. I break it off, but decide to stay in his lap. He seems good with that as his hand quickly finds it way on my hip, fiddling with my shorts.

“We both know I already apologized for that. And, I’ve kept on apologizing” I move his hand from my waist and guide it under my shirt where he quickly finds my bra-less nipples. “See, sorry.”

“Good girl.”

“Thank you, sir,” as I give him a kiss on the cheek. “But what’s up. You said you needed to talk to me.”

“Yes, about that,” Pete starts, trying to remove his hand from my shirt before I stop him, and taking the hint he pinches the nipple and winks. “Well Josh and I have a small group we play poker games with, and tomorrow is our turn to host.”

“So, bang the fuck out of me tonight because I don’t get any tomorrow?”

“Or, um, maybe you could join us.” Josh offers.

“Not really a poker player. Hell, I don’t even think I can name all the cards.” I joke. I mean, I know I can name the cards, but don’t really like playing poker. Just isn’t that fun to me.

“Well, what if you didn’t play, but were still here. I think you’d like the group and want to introduce you to them. Plus, any excuse to get you here more often, right.” Pete follows up.

“Yeah, you can just hang out. I mean half the time most of us drop out early and just chill for the rest of the evening.” Josh continues.

“Yeah, I guess. Don’t have any other plans for tomorrow night anyways. But now I have to find something to wear to impress your friends. Don’t want them think you both are banging some poor girl, right?”

Pete and Josh share a look and an odd moment of silence before Josh breaks it, “Are you ok with people knowing that you are, you know, doing us both?”

“Depending on your friends, and if you both are ok with it, I wouldn’t mind you showing me off tomorrow. Maybe even…” I bite my lip, a nervous tick I’ve always had, as I look between both of them. “What if instead of m just coming – we make it…” The words are struggling to get out.

Pete has completely stopped groping me, and Josh looks even more lost than normal.

“I mean, I guess I’m trusting if they are friends of yours then they are good people. But it’s college. The time to do things that I would never do otherwise. And, well, I’ve already said that I want to fuck both of you. Plus, you do want to show me off, right? And I said I would do anything for you inside this apartment.”

“Harp, we don’t want you to do anything you are uncomfortable with.” Josh says, breaking the tension that my words have added to the situation.

“It’s not that. It’s more. Like… I mean…. I want to do more daring things. And, well, this sounds like fun. Right? So, like, why not make it, you have me blow your friends if they win? Like, would they get mad if they get a blow job?”

“FRIENDS?!?!” both boys say at once.

“I mean, if one of us wins a public bj would be fun. But you want to offer yourself to the table?” Pete questions. I can’t tell if he is excited, scared or pissed.

“I mean, it’s not a risk if the rest of the table doesn’t have the chance to steal me.” I take this chance to adjust my position, and fully straddle Pete. “Besides, when you know the prize, I think you will…” I pause as I take my shirt off and press my tits into his face, “do anything you can to win.”