The Scientific Method

Lily was sitting in her dorm hanging out with Amanda, Marissa, and Olivia. The girls were doing a make shift wine and paint night. In the comfort of each other’s company, they were in varying states of undress. Amanda in a bra and panties, Olivia in nothing but an oversized t-shirt, Marissa in a tank top and thong. Lily sat painting her best interpretation of a hanging plant wearing a white and red ringer tee that Jake had bought and had delivered to her that read “Good Girl”, and a pair of lacy red panties.

“That’s not even weird” Marissa said, reassuring Amanda on her choice of porn categories. The girls had gone into a buzzed conversation about what they watch when they are alone with only the companionship of their vibrators. “I feel like it’s all the rage these days.” She continued.

“Yeah girl, don’t even sweat it” Lily chimed in agreement “I love incest porn. It’s the taboo! Doing something you shouldn’t be doing.”

“Yeah well it helps to have such a hot dad!” Olivia heckled.

“My dad was an abusive drunk asshole who I haven’t seen since I was five!” Lily defended herself “you must be thinking of my stepdad, the guy that was helping me move in.”

“Daddy issues, check!” Amanda snickered.

“Step dad huh? Are those the videos you watch?” The girls were unrelenting.

“Shut up!” Lily snorted “I don’t want to fuck my step dad!” She didn’t. But she couldn’t deny that he was a very attractive man. A silver fox. But the porn she watched had nothing to do with what she wanted in the real world. She had never even thought about fucking her step dad or any other family member, playing house with your cousin when you’re both little doesn’t count.

Lily’s phone buzzed with a message from Jake. They had developed a new game recently where he sends her dares and she sends photo evidence of her completing them. It was a type of foreplay to get him going for their FaceTimes.

The dorm building was set up so each floor had a common room for hanging out, a men and women’s bathroom, and if you were lucky, a laundry room. In the basement was a massive common room with loads of couches, a pool table, a big dining table, and a full kitchen so students could make their own meals if they wanted.

I mean, yes, but I probably shouldn’t. God this dominant side of Jake was hot, where has it been all these years?

Lily smirked playfully. Jake wasn’t in on the joke but she was sure the phrase would turn him on.

“Hey I’m getting a bit of a sore throat, I’m gonna go make some tea down in the basement” Lily announced, standing up. The girls all looked confused, she hadn’t mentioned anything before.

A few minutes later she sent her proof.

The game continued, with occasional bouts of heightened activity when Jake was feeling particularly horny. Lily had just gotten out of class and was looking for a spot to complete her next dare. She found a secluded corner, not out of view of a pedestrian path between buildings, but you’d have to be looking to see her. She stripped down, quickly glancing in all directions making sure she hadn’t been caught. She bounced down to her knees and propped the phone up.

She sent it off to Jake and went to put her clothes back on. She was holding her shirt in her hand as she tried to squeeze into her skinny jeans, wiggling and jumping as she tried to get the denim over her ass.

“Um excuse me Miss” a man’s voice came from behind her.

She froze and turned heel, gasping as she tried to hide her tits with her shirt. A younger professor was staring at her from the doorway with a stern expression.

“Care to explain yourself young lady?” He spat. Though Lily did notice that his eyes seemed to trace her body and hang on her exposed landing strip just a little too long.

“Um… there were bees” Lily scrambled for a lie “Yeah, bees! I thought they had gotten in my clothes…. I’m really allergic.” It was a bad lie. There was no way anything was getting in these clothes, she could barely get into her pants herself. Still the professor seemed satisfied with her explanation.

“I think you should probably get dressed” he said matter of factly “and maybe carry an epi pen so you don’t have to streak around campus every time there’s a bee.”

Lily was defeated and embarrassed. The professor watched as she finally slipped her jeans back on. Fuck why didn’t I put my shirt on first… she slid her shirt over her chest then slipped her shoes back on before scurrying away in shame.

He definitely enjoyed that, she thought. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. A professor!

Later that day, Jake had sent her another dare.

She knew exactly what to do to make Jake go even crazier about this dare.

As she was walking through the quad she locked onto her target. A nerdy looking guy who walked unassumingly with his headphones in, seemingly queueing a song on his phone.

“Excuse me,” Lily stopped him “is that the new iPhone?”

“Uh yeah?” The guy seemed confused as to why she was talking to him.

“I’ve been thinking about getting one, but only if the camera is better than mine” she lied.

“Oh uh okay” the guy said chuckling nervously.

“Would you mind taking a picture of me and sending it to me so I can see?”

“Uhh… I guess.”

Lily lined up in front of one of the statues in the quad. She smiled and did a few poses, then without warning and without any change of expression, she lifted the hem of her shirt up and let her tits bounce out. The guy was already mid press of the camera button when it happened. His face lit up in stunned awe. Before he could even process it, Lily pulled her shirt back into place. Her smile shined and she popped her hip slightly before walking over to him.

“Thank you so much!” She bubbled as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened “let me give you my number…”

Jake wondered if his hopefulness could be heard through his text.

This sent Jake reeling. He wasn’t sure he’d ever been so turned on. Some random stranger now had his girlfriend’s tits in his phone. How could that guy NOT jerk off to the picture? It spurred a familiar fantasy in Jake. One that he was still grappling with the idea of. I don’t want her to be unfaithful, but why does it turn me on so much? He figured he’d test his comfort with his next dare. If the result didn’t make him want to jump off a bridge, then he figured he’d have some soul searching to do.

Jake sucked air through his teeth. He wasn’t sure. The idea turned him on, but it also sparked a possessive and territorial feeling inside him. Fight, flight, and freeze were all bubbling up at once at the idea.

Jake was trying to convince himself more than Lily.

If he was going to open the gates in the name of scientific inquiry, he might as well go all the way.

He was saving himself, not her.

For the next week Lily pondered Jake’s dare. Why is he getting off to this? Why is he getting off to any of this? Is he cheating? Is that why he’s okay with me throwing my body around to Logan and whoever else? No he wouldn’t. He just likes seeing me enjoy myself right? But his best friend? That seems a little close to home. She considered the way Jake had reacted to each step of her journey. How he watched her become a cockteasing slut with such enthusiasm. How even when lines seemed to be crossed, he only got more excited. She thought of some of the offhanded comments he had made, how a body like hers is “made to be shared”. She remembered a category Marissa had talked about during their paint night. Cuckoo was it? Or cocktail? Something like that. Jake wasn’t in to that was he? There’s no way.

She needed to know more about what went on in his mind that he wasn’t being forthcoming with, so she decided it was time to do the dare. She had to gauge his reaction.

It was now or never. Lily took a deep breath and held it. Her heart raced as she hit send. She was glad that Jake seemed to like this because she was already sopping. She wondered if the photo was too much. Jake did say the spicier the better after all, and David was trustworthy. This was starting to seem like a test of what Lily’s own limits were too, not just for Jake.

It seemed like an inappropriate time to compliment her considering she was his best friend’s girl and as far as he knew, the picture was accidental. That fact only made it hotter, more taboo to Lily.

Lily admired David’s loyalty to Jake and his honesty. Jose would’ve just asked for more and then told her to come over.

Jake was stroking his dick with reckless abandon on Lily’s phone screen. She had the phone propped up on a pillow while she went to town on herself with her favorite dildo.

“He told me right away” Jake groaned “I told him to keep the picture.” He looked at the camera devilishly “we talked about your sexy body. Your tight holes—“

“Oh fuck!” Lily wailed cutting him off.

“You love this don’t you? Oh, Oh god! You love being a fantasy for all these men! You love UUUUGHH you love that they all think about you when they jerk off”

“FUCK YES! I love being your little slut!”

Jake’s mind was a flurry of pride and jealousy, anger and lust, all existing at once and occupying the same space. All seeming to work together to make him throb. He had determined, possibly forcing himself to the conclusion, that while he absolutely loved this dynamic with Lily, he could not ever bring himself to share her. And yet, the fantasies didn’t stop.

“Are you imaging your best friend’s cock stretching my pussy instead of this fucking dildo?” Lily growled through sharp breaths. That’s was for sure what she was thinking about. Had she read his mind?

“HOLY SHIT!” Jake shouted in aroused surprise “yes baby! You like how he fucks you?”

“Mmmm he hits me so fucking deep. I’m gonna cum around his big cock. I’m gonna cum on David’s cock!” Her words became faster and higher pitched. “OH FUCK IT”S SO GOOD— WATCH ME BABY, WATCH HIM MAKE ME CUM!”

Jake let out a loud groan as he shot rope after rope high into the air.

“OH MY GOOOOD YES YES YES YES” Lily growled from deep in her chest as her orgasm shattered her. Waves of fluid splattered the phone as she squirted for only the second time in her life. The visual sent a bonus rope flying from Jake’s throbbing dick.

She fell back into the bed and let out a breathy laugh. She was glowing with post orgasmic joy and questioning to herself why the thought of David was what did her in. Was it the guilty fantasy of fucking another man? Was it that Jake was watching me? Was it a little bit of both. She wiped her phone clean.

“That was fucking dirty” she beamed.

“Yeah it was” Jake laughed in agreement.

“Fucking hot as hell though. How do you feel?”

“Like I want to fucking pound your cervix” Jake panted. More than anything Jake wanted to grab her and fuck her hard. He wanted to make her scream loud enough for the whole world to hear that she belonged to him.

“Someone a little jealous of their best friend?” Lily teased holding the dildo up and licking her juices off the shaft in a broad swipe. Jake just bit his lip and shook his head. “Just pillow talk though right?” It was more an affirmation than a question.

That was the hottest thing ever, why should it be just a fantasy, were the words kicking around in his head. He knew it was a dangerous, hot, impulsive, dick throbbing, slippery slope. “Yeah, just pillow talk” he agreed.