Game Theory [MFF]

It's my junior year in college. I head to a local bar right near the dorms. I just about enter and make my way to the counter when I see one of my classmates with two cute girls, a blonde and a brunette. I greet him and he introduces us. The blonde is a real looker, at least a 9.5/10. Big blue eyes, kissable lips, and all the curves. Within the first 5 minutes, she tells me they have been debating which of them is prettier and she wants my input. Now, there is no question about it. 9.5 > 8 if my math checks out. Yet, I know this game and there is only one correct answer. I point to the brunette- who just lights up, while the other pouts.

"Okay" I say, "but which one is the better kisser?" With that, the blonde almost jumps on me and gives me a delicious smooch. Then her friend takes her chance and she puts forth her best effort. She presses up against me and... there's a hint of tongue! She steps back.

"Hmm, this one is harder," I say and study their faces. Now, I could keep on pushing my luck or go for the obvious answer with the highest chance of success. Once again, I say it's the brunette.

The blonde is clearly annoyed that I did not confirm what she thought she knew, but pretends to be nonchalant. On the other hand, I have a girl whose day I just made and that's the kind of energy I can work with.

"Since you're the winner, let me buy you a drink," I tell the brunette, Amy. I take her by the hand and lead her to the counter while giving my classmate a wink.

We both get something sweet and chat a little. I tell her my dorm is super close and she must come check out my room. There is something special about it and I'll bring her right back to her friend afterwards. She agrees, gulps her drink down, and we're off.

We get to the room, which I typically share with a senior, but he's not in tonight. "Wow!" she says, "it's really spacious." "And you have a drum kit?"

"Yeah, do you wanna play?" I ask.

"Show me how," she replies.

I sit down on the stool and beckon for her to sit on my lap. I go through some of the basics with her while holding her hands around the drumsticks, then let her practice the simple 4/4 beat.

"Hey you know, that was a really nice kiss," I tell her.

"Oh, yeah?" She asks and smiles at me.

"Yeah, I'm gonna need some more of that," I reply.

She twists around, straddling me on the stool and we start making out. Soon enough, we start making new rhythms with our bodies. I start undoing her jeans and she does the same for me. We're in our underwear, moving, grinding and not long after, we take those off as well. She continues straddling me, so I slide in and we start a nice slow, steady rhythm while making out, her wavy brown hair rising and falling over my chest and shoulders. The rhythm gets faster and we have to change positions, but I'm really enjoying this stool in a new way, so I turn her around. I hold her breasts while she bounces up and down on my cock. After a while, I just get up and fuck her standing, while she steadies herself on my toms. I start slamming into her from behind and get really deep. We work it into a crescendo. She lets out a moan and I can't help but finish as well, pulling out.

It was short, but sweet. I give her some chocolate on the way out, and walk her back to her friend, still at the same bar. "Where were you?" she demands. Amy just grins and looks at me. Her friend is shocked and I can see little hints of anger.

"Listen," I say, "I was hoping the two of you would hit it off when we left you, but since I don't see him around, and the night is still young, we have a chance to put this competition to bed."

I see two pairs of eyes glaring at me. I hold my cool and just stare back at the blonde. Amy's jaw drops as her friend says, "fine!"

"What the fuck? Are you serious?" Amy asks. "Now you're leaving ME here?"

"Nah" I say, "let's all 3 go back to mine and you can judge whether or not it's a comparable experience."

Soon enough, we get back to my room, and the blonde's demeanor changed. She looks a little annoyed. She takes out a condom from her purse, slaps it on my table and sits down on my bed.

"Nope!" Amy says. "We didn't use one, so neither can you. He pulled out."

Her friend shoots her the dirtiest look. Again, she just says "fine!" and takes off her top and shorts hurriedly. Both in our underwear, I walk over and stand in front of her.

"Listen, if this is too much for you, you're welcome to forfeit," I tell her.

"Let's just get this over with," she replies. I slip my boxers down. With a dramatic sigh, she takes my cock in her hand and examines it. Then, with one last vicious look at me, she softens up and puts her lips around it.

Gently, her hot mouth covers the head and she swirls her tongue, licking everything clean. Then she starts jerking me off with her mouth still full. She stops with the hand and bobs her head a couple of times. Then, she looks up at me more tenderly while giving some fast tugs and as my dick is rock hard at this point, she throws herself back on my bed and commands, "fuck me."

I yank her panties off and get between her legs. She is waxed silky smooth, with puffy outer ridges and soft little inner lips that open like a flower as her legs spread wide. She holds my gaze as I make my first insertion. It makes her inhale sharply. I start pumping into her. She closes her eyes and let's out an "ooohh". I'm having a lot of fun and can feel I'll be lasting a good while longer with her than I did with Amy. I enjoy seeing all the reactions on her face- then closing her eyes, then frowning slightly, opening again to hold my gaze.

After a while, I pick her legs up to my shoulders and go for maximum depth. Her "oohh" turns into an "uhhh". I get into a nice rhythm, start to thrust pretty hard while she grips my bedsheets and then punctuates each bang: "yes, yes, yes, right there, uhhhhh, mmmm, ffff, ffuck! More, more, more, more, I'm, gonna, cum, right, there, right, uhh!" I see her knuckles clench tight, pulling the sheets closer and closer inward and then suddenly, she shoves me off her while her legs fall, shaking. She's breathing heavily.

I lean forward and reach behind her back to undo her bra and she slaps me out of nowhere. I pause, then continue... "Click." Out spills the most perfect, full breasts with puffy areolas. I give each of them a suck and she reacts by pulling me down onto the bed, climbing on top of me. She's a busty, blonde babe with fire in her eyes, lusting for more. She starts riding me very roughly, tits slapping against her chest. I witness her chasing her next orgasm in different poses- now leaning back with one arm pinning her up from behind, then one pushing on my abdomen, then she goes into squatting and bouncing. I decide to help her out. So with her knees down again, I lift myself up to fuck her from below, holding her hips tightly and slamming her down on my cock. This time she just lets out a long, high-pitch moan that jumps every time we smash, so I can really hear as I steadily increase the pace.

At one point, she falls silent, and I just know to keep at that speed. Just a little longer, I just gotta keep that rhythm up... and... a loud moan from her just rips through the room. She takes over, completely changing things up and just rocks back and forth instead of up and down... going for... a double orgasm... it looks like I can just about make it before I blast off, myself. And so, holding her waist, I reach as deep as I can, I feel her cervix smashing into the head of my cock, and... if she doesnt cum right now, I'm gonna have to... there it is! She pushes off me and falls back on the bed, writhing. Shoving my blanket between her legs, she squeezes her thighs together. I notice it got a little wet, but I'm not quite done. I'm almost there. I'm jerking myself at this point and as I get pretty close, I perch up and move over to her. Pushing her legs aside, I take aim at her perfect D-cups. Then, I erupt with powerful bursts over her tits, neck and beyond, onto my sheets.

At that moment, the rest of the room came back into being for me and I notice Amy sitting not too far from us with her hand down her fucking jeans, rubbing herself.

After catching our breaths, with her cleaning herself up on my blanket and getting dressed, the girls want to know the final score. By far and away, the truth is that the rollercoaster of a time with the blonde was better, but I don't want to destroy either girl's ego at this point in the game. I tell them firmly that it's a draw. Not content with my call, they both yell a lot of expletives at me, agree that I'm a coward, and start to leave, but as they walk out the door, Amy looks back at me with a smile, and winks.