My Struggling Research Partner’s Dilemma

It was a typical Wednesday afternoon, and I was sitting in my room with my best friend Tom, staring at the mountain of work in front of us. We had a research project due on Friday, and it was already Wednesday. We had put it off for far too long, and now we were faced with the daunting task of completing it in less than 72 hours.

“This thing is due by five o’clock Friday afternoon,” I said, trying to sound calm. “It’s now after six Tuesday evening. That means we have less than 71 hours to do our whole research paper.”

“Your Einstein-like powers of thought never cease to amaze me,” Tom said, trying to lighten the mood.

“What the fuck are we going to do?” I asked, frustration creeping into my voice. “I’m almost ready to give up and go get drunk again.”

“You’re willing to take a zero on this project?” Tom asked. “That means you’ll flunk the course and have to take it over. And I’m not prepared to do that.”

“So what do you suggest?” I asked, desperation creeping into my voice.

“I suggest you go to the store and buy the biggest can of coffee you can find,” Tom said, a glint in his eye. “I’ll start organizing this shit while you’re gone. We can do this. Now move your lazy ass.”

By the time we had finished our third pot of coffee, it was almost time for lunch on Wednesday. We showered and ate, and then met back in my room, ready to tackle the project head-on.

“You know, Dan,” Tom said, “I think we can pull this off. Let’s pull our data together and start doing the calculations on it. Get your Statistics textbook. We’re going to fuck with our numbers until we can do some killer statistical analysis shit.”

“What if the numbers don’t support our hypothesis?” I asked, a hint of skepticism creeping into my voice.

“Do I have to do all the thinking?” Tom asked, a grin spreading across his face. “We make a choice. We either change our initial hypothesis so that the numbers support it, or we fuck with the numbers to support our original hypothesis. No one’s going to know what we’ve done.”

Janine leaned in, her voice low and husky, “We’ve known each other since elementary school, best friends since the start.” Her eyes sparkled with memories, “We’ve shared everything, from playdates to double dates, and it’s always just been the two of us.”

Michelle interjected, “Yeah, the other girls on our floor think we’re LUGs, but it’s not true. Lesbians Until Graduation.”

Janine chuckled, “I know, I know, it’s because we’re just so close, and people assume…” She glared at Michelle.

I asked, “What does it mean?”

Janine explained, “It’s just the rumors that spread. People see us together, and they assume… But we’re not LUGs, we’re just the best of friends.”

Michelle added, “And we do like to swap clothes, and sometimes sleep nude, but in separate beds, of course.”

Janine’s voice rose in defense, “In separate beds, always!”

Michele laughed, “Remember that time the power went out during the thunderstorm? Janine was scared to death, and we were all huddled together in the dark. It looked pretty innocent, but I guess the rumors started then.”

Janine shook her head, “And it doesn’t help when people see us surfing porn together. Especially when my toys are all over the place.”

Michele grinned mischievously, “Yeah, especially when I’ve got your favorite toys spread out on the coffee table.”

Tom stumbled back to the table, his eyes glassy and his movements unsteady. I tried to stifle my laughter, but it was no use.

Michelle whispered to Janine, “Potty break,” and Janine nodded, leaning in close to my ear, “Don’t go anywhere, we need to get better acquainted.”

Tom stumbled over to the bathroom, and I knew we had to get out of there before things got any weirder. But as I looked at Janine and Michelle, I knew I was in trouble.

“Holy shit, do you believe this?” Tom slurred as he stumbled back to the table.

“Tom, calm down,” I said, trying to reason with him, but he was beyond reason.

“Those jeans are tight, I can see everything,” Tom said, his eyes fixed on Michelle’s crotch.

“And Janine’s got that ass, I mean, that’s one hot girl right there,” I added, my voice shaking with excitement.

Tom grabbed my hand, his eyes wild, “This is heaven, Dan, we’ve died and gone to heaven.”

Michelle and Janine were back at the table, their faces radiant with smiles. I knew I was in trouble, big trouble.

“Hey guys, our drinks,” Michelle said, her voice bright and cheerful.

Janine leaned in close, her body pressed against mine, “What are you drinking?”

“Cola,” I replied, trying to play it cool.

Tom stumbled over to the bar, his movements unsteady, and ordered another round. I tried to intervene, but he was beyond reason.

The bartender raised an eyebrow, “You kids are lucky, don’t screw this up. Every guy in here wants to be you right now.”

Tom stumbled back to the table, his eyes fixed on Michelle and Janine. I knew we had to get out of there before things got any weirder.

‘Let’s go to our rooms,’ I said, trying to sound calm. ‘We can hang out there and get to know each other better.’

Michele’s eyes sparkled with excitement, “Sounds like a plan to me.”

Janine leaned in close, her voice low and husky, “I’d like that.”

We made our way to Tom’s room, the excitement building with every step. I knew I was in trouble, big trouble.

Tom flopped down on his bed, and Michelle climbed on top of him. I lay down on my side, facing Janine on the couch. The instant our lips met, I knew I was in trouble.

“Can I see your room?” Janine asked, her voice breathy with desire.

“Sure,” I replied, trying to play it cool. ‘Maybe you should check out my bathroom first.’

Janine pushed the door shut with her ass when she came into my room. Her tights were gone, and all she had on were her top and those painted-on looking booty shorts. I felt myself leak.

“Oh, this is nice,” she said, looking around the room. She went to the wall over my desk and checked out my collection of centerfolds. “You do realize most of these boobs are fake, don’t you?”

“That’s all fantasy stuff,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “I like a real girl, with a real face, real tits, and a real ass.”

Janine smiled, “My stuff is all real. Wanna see?”

“Uh, yeah. I also want to touch, feel, and taste.”

She came over to me and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. “You’ll see first. Sit on your bed,” she said.

I sat down on my bed, my heart racing with excitement. I knew I was in trouble, big trouble.

Janine stood at the center of the room, her hips swaying to an unheard rhythm. She kicked off her shoes and danced on her toes, accentuating the curves of her body. Her hands caressed her skin, stroking up and down her sides, over her belly, brushing her nipples, and fondling her own ass. She pulled up her top, revealing her navel piercing and the swell of her breasts.

Janine turned sideways to face Dan, pulling her top over her head. He caught a glimpse of one of her full, juicy nipples before she faced away from him. He’d never paid that much attention to a girl’s back before, but Janine’s smooth, glowing skin was perfection.

“Do you like me?” Janine asked, smiling over her shoulder.

“I want to see all of you,” Dan replied.

“Oh, you will,” Janine said, her thumbs working her shorts down. When her ass was exposed, she bent over, revealing the moisture on her pussy lips. “I hope you don’t mind that I’m not completely shaved,” she said.

“Hair or bare, if it’s as pretty as the rest of you, I’m sure it will be phenomenal,” Dan said, his eyes fixed on her breasts.

Janine pushed her shorts down, revealing her bare pussy. “We’re just getting started,” she said, stroking her own body.

“Stand up,” Dan said, pulling her to him. He began feasting on her breasts, and Janine’s hands stroked his back.

“I need to see yours,” Janine said, pulling his shirt over his head.

Janine undid Dan’s pants, revealing his erect cock. “What do we have here?” she asked.

“I’m not huge, but I’ve never had any complaints,” Dan said, his eyes locked on Janine’s face.

Janine licked his cock, and Dan’s eyes widened in pleasure. “Ooh, I like the taste of that,” she said.

Janine engulfed Dan’s cock, her mouth working furiously on the tip. Dan’s hands grasped her head, holding her in place.

“I’ve never swallowed before,” Janine said, looking up at Dan. “I’ve never let a guy cum in my mouth.”

“Really? Do you want to?” Dan asked, his eyes locked on hers.

“I’m not sure,” Janine said, licking his balls slowly. “Do you want to?”

“It’s your call. Baby, I’m not going to do anything you don’t want me to,” Dan said.

“I think I want to,” Janine said, squeezing and pulling on Dan’s cock. “In fact, I know I want to. Later. I want something else now,” she said.

“Like what?” Dan asked, his eyes locked on Janine’s face.

“Like this,” Janine said, jacking Dan’s cock and fingering herself. “Fuck me, Dan. Fuck me good and hard.”

Janine pulled Dan to the desk, and they bent over it, Janine’s ass in the air. “Oh God, yes, I LOVE doggy!” she squealed.

Janine was wet and tight, and Dan’s thrusts were deep and hard. She pulled forward, and then slammed back against him, her moans filling the room.

“I need you to pound me silly,” Janine said, her hips bucking against Dan’s.

Dan started fucking her fast, hard, and deep. Janine was bouncing back and forth, meeting his thrusts with her own.

“Spank me, pinch my nipples, hell I don’t care, just cum inside me!” Janine yelled.

Janine’s clenching muscles took Dan over the edge, and he knew this orgasm would be a great one. After he finished, Michelle walked in, her mouth hanging open as she watched Janine’s cum dripping down her thighs.

“Girlfriend, I’m so damn jealous!” Michelle said.

“What?” Janine asked, trying to muster up the strength to pull herself off the desk.

“Romeo, over there, passed out,” Michelle said, pointing over her shoulder at Tom’s room.

Janine started to laugh. “Wait, Tom passed out?”

“We were just starting to have some real fun, and he suddenly got kind of sluggish. I was about to suck him off, and the bastard fell asleep! I am so furious. I wanted to have some fun tonight. Looks like you two did, though, didn’t you?” Michelle said.

“Yeah, we’ve been keeping ourselves entertained,” Janine smiled.

Michelle was still staring at Janine’s messy thighs. “That’s what I wanted this evening,” she said.

“You want a taste?” Janine asked, wiping a drip off her thigh with her finger and holding it out to her friend.

“Yum, pretty good,” Michelle said after sucking her finger clean. “I want some more.”

“Help yourself,” Janine said, walking over to Dan’s bed and lying down.

Michelle’s nipples were getting hard as she gazed at her friend’s well-fucked pussy. “Eat me,” Janine said. “Lick me clean. But get out of those damn clothes first.”

Michelle struggled with her jeans, and Dan couldn’t help but check out her ass. “I’m not gay, and I’ve never eaten pussy, but I think it’s about time I did,” Janine said. “Besides, it’s not gay if he’s here. Then it’s just, uh, well, sharing.”

Michelle took a tentative lick at the juice on Janine’s thigh. “Ooh, that tastes really good,” she said softly. “Reminds me of when I let that guy I dated last fall cum in my mouth after fucking him.”

Janine extended her tongue, her first lick barely caressing Michelle’s smooth pussy. At first, Michelle seemed to almost draw away, clenching her thigh muscles as the sensation hit her.

“Move so I can taste you, too, Michelle,” Janine moaned. “I want it all tonight. I want to eat my best friend’s cunt.”

Michelle positioned herself so that her already damp pussy was right over Janine’s mouth. Janine extended her tongue, and the two girls began a thorough cleaning of each other.

For a couple of girls who claimed not to eat pussy, these two were going at it hot and heavy. Dan’s cock was dripping hard by this time. He moved closer and reached between them to fondle Janine’s breast.

Michelle felt his hand, and stopped what she was doing to glance at him. “Play with my nipple too, Dan,” she said.

Dan knelt next to the two girls, fondling, massaging, kneading, tweaking, a hand on a nipple of each girl. He was lost in tit-groping nirvana for a while. The only sounds in the room were two hungry tongues pleasuring two very moist pussies.

Janine’s hand touched Dan’s thigh. “Fuck her, Dan,” she whispered.

“Really?” Dan mouthed.

Janine winked, and patted the mattress next to her head. Dan knelt behind Janine and fondled Michelle’s ass. As he watched, Janine slipped a finger into the entrance of Michelle’s sex.

“Oh, yes, finger me,” Michelle gasped. “So good, so good, oh God, I’m so close!”

“Now, Dan,” Janine whispered. She grabbed his cock, tilted her head back and gave it a few sloppy sucks, and then positioned his cockhead at her friend’s vaginal opening. Dan pushed.

“OH FUCK!” Michelle yelled. “Cumming, cumming, cumming, oooooooh!” Michelle squealed. She probably would have said more, but Dan forced himself into her even harder, and then started pounding.

The memories of the night before still lingered in my mind, a haze of pleasure and exhaustion that made it hard to focus. I sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, my head resting on the mattress as I tried to process everything that had happened.

I could hear the girls behind me, their gentle panting a reminder that they were still recovering from the night’s events. I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of satisfaction and wonder at the chaos that had erupted in my small apartment.

Janine leaned forward, her voice husky as she asked, “Are we having fun yet?” Michelle chuckled, her laughter infectious as she gazed at the cum on Janine’s cheek.

“Look at us,” Michelle laughed, pointing at the mess. Janine wiped it away with her finger, sucking it clean as she gazed at me with a mischievous glint in her eye.

“You’re looking a bit rough, Dan,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement. I rubbed my eyes, feeling the fatigue start to catch up with me.

“I think I need a shower,” I said, standing up with a groan. The girls laughed, their eyes sparkling with amusement as they followed me into the bathroom.

The older bathtub, with its rose and avocado wallpaper, seemed to transport me back to a bygone era. But as I watched the girls step under the cascading water, I felt my fatigue start to melt away.

The water cascaded over Janine’s ass, her hot nipples glistening in the dim light. Michelle reached up, her hands closing around her breasts as she let out a soft moan.

“You guys made this night very special for me,” Michelle said, her voice husky as she gazed at Janine. I felt my cock start to stir, responding to the sight of the two women together.

Janine looked up, her eyes meeting mine with a mischievous glint. “Who says the night is over?” she asked, her voice dripping with seduction.

“Ready for round three, Dan?” she asked, her hand joining Michelle’s on my cock. I grinned, feeling my fatigue start to give way to excitement.

“Let’s get out of the shower,” I panted, trying to sound suave despite my growing arousal.

Michelle batted her eyes at me, her voice husky as she said, “Something needs more cleaning.” She slowly lowered herself to her knees, her tongue licking a trail from my ear to my balls.

Janine knelt next to her, her hand on her friend’s ass as she began to inhale my cock. The girls took turns sucking me, licking me, and pulling on my ball sack with their lips.

I came when Janine had my cock clamped firmly in her mouth, her tongue wrestling over my helmet as she ensured she got my entire load.

As we dried off and headed back to my room, I knew I was done for the night. I don’t even really remember crawling in bed. The next thing I knew, Tom was shaking my shoulder, his voice husky as he asked, “Wake up, Dan.”

“Why?” I groaned, opening one eye to see the afternoon sun trying to burn through my window blinds.

“Do you have any aspirin?” Tom asked, his voice laced with desperation. I rubbed my eyes, feeling a wave of fatigue wash over me.

“Top left drawer of my desk,” I mumbled, opening my eyes to see Tom stumbling out of my room and into the bathroom.

A little while later, he came back in, looking like a new man. “Thanks, Dan, you’re my best friend,” he said, his voice dripping with gratitude.

“You drink too much,” I said, grinning at him. Tom chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement as he replied, “Yeah, we’ll discuss that later.”

A little while later, I received a text message from an unknown number: “dont drink 2nite”. I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement as I replied, “who r u”.

“J and M”, the message read. I smiled, feeling a sense of anticipation as I typed, “hey”.

“redo last night with you”, the message read. “come alone”. I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement as I typed, “ok”.

As I closed my phone and turned to Tom, I said, “You drink way too much, my friend.” Tom grinned, his eyes glinting with amusement as he replied, “Yeah, well, whatever”.