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Deus Ex Machina
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Deus Ex Machina waking up in a hospital is never fun .... Even though i understand being here is necessary, as i probably woulda died if my stomach wasn't pumped. After i received the letter to vacate my condo I just got silly with my stash. I started imagining all sorts of evil things to do to GenDick until the Patron and Pills put me down .... and i found myself in my own private hell. Well now that i am awake I understand i need to find my own place (with an actual lease) .... and since my mind is clearer than ever (36 hours straight with nothing but IV juice will do that to you) I am getting all my old repressed memories back. Ahhh the original Bitchboi?.... mmm well that is a 21st century name. In the olden days up in New England (or 1996 at B.U.) he went by his own name.... Bean. I had 2 best buds who were also roommates. Pretty much no 3rd wheel here ... all equals, even though if it ever came to it, it was known i wouldn't be sleeping with Bean but would most likely end up with Shawn one drunken night. We had a lot in common (both white for starters) SHAWN was cute and dopey like me ... he had a girlfriend back home in Sticksville and would be lonely soon enough without his corn feed. BEAN was a super-nice guy whose parents were from Taiwan ..... and he could be funnier than shit when plied properly. My own roommate was a slut to the Nth degree and I was still a good girl despite that one drunken mistake in high school. So we didn't hit it off. After the first weekend of listening to her completely skank it up with loser frat boys, Bean befriended me and I even slept many a night on the beanbag in his place .... only returning to my own crib once Kinky Dee left for her early classes. I had always felt weird about dressing in front of other girls, and it wasn't any easier here. It didn't help she had a body i always wished for myself .... and she wasn't the shy type when she got back from the shower either. Shawnie Sticks came in 2 weeks later on some housing transfer and we all became a pretty tight trio within a week. The guys were both thin and athletic types, i actually had the most meat out of anyone. Ok whatever, u all know where it's going --- just how to tell it. Timeline, my POV, omniscient guy ?.... I guess my Point Of View would work. it's better for what i would find out later on .... Shawnie didn't go back to the farm for Thanksgiving, sending whatever signals he needed to send to his blue ribbon bimbo. (Eh i am sure she is nice .... just the phone calls in the middle of our parties were buzzkills) Bean stayed too, to get ahead on some schoolwork. my first go-getter ... and you never forget your first. I did, however, go home for Thanksgiving day... (do i need to mention Mom caters Thanksgiving for like 5 people? Do i even need to???) ..but I promised to come back Friday for the rest of the break. We would all have some drinks and food then. So Friday night arrives, we are drinking cheap wine and smoking even cheaper weed. The original dynamic duo were acting a little different tonight and i couldn't quite figure it out. I didn't party at all in high school and weed got me really high back then so the confusion was almost part of the fun. Giggles that turned into gut busting laughter for no reason at all ..... Well I was still wearing the clothes from home and needed to launch into one of my famous teeshirt and boxer outfits .... the singlewhiteslut that shares my room was gone for the holiday so i expected a quick change and back to the party. I had a long tee shirt on but no boxers when Shawn came busting in through the door. I thought it was time for our first quickie so i gave him a drunk "happy thanksgiving" hug, hoping the hayseed would man up. I didn't know how to lead back then (still don't, shhhh!) "We gotta talk" he whispered in my ear We both went on the bed but not in the way i was hoping ... but still close ... he kept his hand on me for obvious cheap sideboob reasons. ah those country boys.... always trying to milk something. "Bean likes me, he came on to me last night" ..... he paused like a game show host waiting for the wrong answer ..... I got off the bed and slipped on the boxers .... no need to keep them off anymore. S- "It was weird, he just said he likes me and asked how i felt about him" S- "I told him i kinda like Karen but was worried about how it would affect our group" Bean indicated to Shawn that was why he hadn't tried anything either with him. S- "But Bean said something interesting last night Kar" S- "He said, why can't we all do some stuff together, that way no one gets hurt and we all stay friends" Being a drunken slip (or 2) away from a virgin myself i asked what stuff did he have in mind S- "He said if Karen doesn't want to touch me, we can both just kiss and touch you" Before i knew it the conversation was out in the hall and down towards the guy's room. I had a fresh brew and was kissing Shawn on the lips and enjoying myself. Nothing wrong with this. When i looked over and saw Bean sucking a large white penis, that didn't faze me either. When Shawn put my hand on his can of corn and guided me to jerk it, i immediately felt a power like never before. I broke off our kiss and put my hand on Bean's head to guide him ... and also letting him know I wanted his help and he was still needed in the group. Shawn lifted up my tee and suckled me like he must've seen on the farm 1000 times before. What a scene ..... and my pussy was never in the equation ...... Untapped potential you might say. -- KK  |
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Wow! Nice story, and what a great way to break into bisex.
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maybe 04j.com didn't like ur Deus Ex Machina? i thought it was clever ... my guess is someone freaked about the dolcett drawings. Not for the faint of heart I think someone complained is all. I put everything back up the same way
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maybe 04j.com didn't like ur Deus Ex Machina? i thought it was clever ... my guess is someone freaked about the dolcett drawings. Not for the faint of heart
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