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Beat-Off Buddies, Chapter 3
Date: 3/28/2024, Categories: College Sex, Author: Carnevil9
My cell phone rang on my way to my morning class. It was Jane. “Hi, Donny. You coming over tonight?” “Of course,” I said. “I have to study, and, well, I have to jerk off, too, you know.” “Great! I just wanted to let you know what tonight’s theme will be, so you’d be ready.” Jane and I were Beat-Off Buddies, you see. We never had sex with each other, or even kissed or touched each other or anything. My girlfriend, Donna, goes to another college in another state, and so does Jane’s boyfriend Gary. So Jane and I would get together a few times a week to masturbate in each others’ company. It’s less lonely that way, but it still isn’t cheating. Is it? “What did you have in mind?” I asked. Jane always had great creative ideas for our mutual masturbation sessions. “I want you to think of one of the most awesome sexual experiences you’ve ever had,” she said. “Remember it in every detail. Every sight, sound, smell. And then tonight, you’ll tell me all about it, while you act it out and I watch. And then I’ll take a turn doing one of my favorite memories. We can call it a Trip Down Mammary Lane. Sound good?” “Sounds hot! But now it’s going to be tough to concentrate in class all day!” “Ha! That’s your problem. See you tonight.” She hung up. That was Jane! Always thinking of new ways to get off. I did my best to pay attention in my classes all day, but it was tough. I ran through several awesome sexual memories before I finally selected a great one for ...
... story-telling with Jane: the Jacuzzi story. Oh yes, this would be good! After my classes and a quick dinner in the dorm cafeteria, I went to Jane’s dorm building and took the elevator up to her floor. As usual, her roommate, Britney, and my roommate, Dylan, were back in my room screwing like bunnies. That left me and Jane with nowhere to go for studying or, er, other extracurricular activities. Except for Jane and Britney's room, where we’d spent many an evening chatting, studying, and getting ourselves off together. Jane answered the door in her usual attire: gym shorts and t-shirt. Her small, perky breasts needed no bra; her feet were bare, and her fingernails and toenails were painted bright red as usual. “Hi Donny! Do you have a good story for me?” She pushed her sexy librarian glasses up her nose. I dropped my heavy backpack on the floor. We usually try to get some studying in between our masturbation sessions. Unless we go for a two-fer, that is. “I sure do,” I told her. “I think you’ll like it. I’ve been hard all day just thinking about it.” “Awesome!” she said. “Do you want a beer before we get started?” She grabbed two bottles from the mini-fridge under her desk and handed me one. As I took a swig, Jane yanked her t-shirt over her head and kicked her shorts into a corner. I always enjoyed the sight of her slender, naked body, with her smooth thighs and small, perky boobs. I shed my clothes as she twisted the cap off her beer and took a long drink. “Okay,” she ...