Going Too Far Ch. 02

They had been fucking for all but a few minutes, and Jessica was looking forward to a long, hot session of teasing before she spoke words so dirty that they sent Harry over the edge then and there.

"Don't worry baby... uhhh... I'll only fuck Tom... ohhhh yes." Jessica began to squeal a little higher as her pussy burned with excitement. The words she spoke next were broken by deep moans and sharp inhales, excited by the rough fucking she was receiving. "I doubt I'll ever... ohhhhh... ever, meet someone with a dick as nice as his... mmmmm... unless all the rugby boys are like that."

Jessica had said it unintentionally, not thinking or holding any meaning with her words. But her eyes shot wide open in revelation as she spoke them. She gave a dirty smile to her boyfriend, who had obviously been effected by the words she had just said. Despite the fact that they had only been fucking for a few minutes, he looked as if he could have cum there and then. The loving 22-year-old girlfriend bit her lip, staring up at her boyfriend before speaking the incredibly hot words.

"Imagine if they are, baby... ohhh, GOD." Jessica let out a loud moan at the thought of what she was going to say next. She stared at her boyfriend with an excited look, her heart fluttering as she explained the fantasy to him, hoping he would go along with it. "Imagine if... uhhhh... Tom told the rugby team that if they won a game... uhhhh shit... FUCK! If they won... uhhh... they could have me..."

"Fuck!" Harry groaned, the thought of it growing to be too much. He could feel a tingling sensation in his balls, he knew he was close.

"Imagine the rugby team... ooooohhh... fucking your girlfriend, baby." Jessica gasped, her eyes pierced Harry's as she spoke. She knew he was close, but she didn't care, this entire moment came to her as if inspired. "All those guys... ohhh god! Who are so much bigger than you... uhhmmmmm... using your girlfriend like a little whore."

"Shit... I'm cumming!" Harry groaned through clenched teeth as he began to pound harder into his girlfriends pussy. Out of the many orgasms he felt that fortnight, there was none like this. His cock throbbed as an orgasm almost as good as the night they shared with Tom shook his body, before he eventually began to cum, his load sinking into the rubber he was wearing.

"They're going to fuck me, baby!" Jessica growled in excitement as her boyfriend began to cum, spurring the pair of them on. "Ohhhh yes! BABY... Your girlfriend is going to get fucked by the whole rugby team... ohhh shit, yes!"

After a few louder moans and a couple of high pitched squeals, the intensity of the fuck died down. The pair felt like they had been dropped back into reality when Harry slid his cock from his girlfriends pussy, standing above her hot, flushed body that was still quivering at the thought. They felt like they had surpassed a height of the fantasy they never thought they could, a whole new way to taunt and tease about the dirtiness of Jessica cheating.

A satisfied silence began to fill the room as Jessica's breathing became less heavy. After a moment, she opened her eyes and stared at her boyfriend, a wicked smile escaped her lips as she talked.

"My, my, Harry." She smiled at her boyfriend, causing him to blush. Harry was always worked up over the delightfully naughty words she'd say, but they had never caused him to cum so quickly. "Didn't know we thought like THAT."

Harry gave a nervous smile and shrugged. Sharing Jess with Tom had been a huge turn on for him, to see her used like that was amazing. Besides, she would have been lying if she said she didn't like the thought, so why should he feel so dirty for liking it?

"Now how am I going to cum?" Jessica gave an obvious sad face, her words still dripping with slutiness.

"Let Tom finish you off." Harry suggested as he nodded his head toward the vibrator, his cock was growing hard again.

***

As the new study semester rolled around life sprang back into the halls of Field House. Slowly, but surely, the dorms were back to the usual bustling self, parties were being organised and timetables were being examined. The fear of assignments and examinations slowly flooded the students with dread, but it was still the first week, they didn't have to worry about that.

On the day of Tom's return, Jessica and Harry parted ways for the first time in a fortnight. Despite being constantly around each other for that time, they had found it harder than they usually would. Not just due to the 'fun' they had had together, but the strength of their relationship felt stronger than ever, still, it was hard to say goodbye. Harry remained in his dorm while Jessica returned to her place a couple of miles away from the campus, giving them some valued time to think through what they had been through since Tom had left.

The first day apart had been the worst, so much so that Jessica barely remembered to tease Harry through a prearrange fantasy over the phone. Though eventually, the distraction of sorting supplies, books and timing out for her new semester offered some relief. After all, she would get a chance to see her boyfriend again throughout the week, and they had every intention of making use of time alone in Harry's dorm.

Harry on the other hand was left with the potentially awkward fallout of greeting Tom. They had barely talked to him over the break, save through a few Facebook status', the truth is they had both been very busy. So when he showed up mid-afternoon the day before the new semester started, Harry was expecting a much more awkward conversation than what actually occurred.

While Harry had been expecting his roommate to return, he still gave him a shock upon his arrival. It was odd to see another person in the dorm, even if it was the other guy who owned it. The familiar, fun and muscular frame of Tom walked through the door, dragging a couple of backpacks behind him. Harry was sat at his desk on the wall against the window, he turned around to be greeted by him.

"Harry ma' boy." Tom greeted as he threw majority of his luggage onto his bed nearby.

"Hey man, what's up?" Harry asked, pivoting nervously on his desk chair. Tom didn't seem to phased at all, matter of fact, he seemed very relaxed about the whole situation. While he had always been a very laid back sort of guy, Harry expected some sort of reaction from him.

"Not much, not much." Tom started as he lugged his bags under his bed in no particular order. "Dull couple of weeks back at home, caught up with some mates, that's about it. How about you?"

"Didn't really leave campus." Harry shrugged, trying to seem casual. "Not a whole lot happened."

"Fair enough." Tom replied, reaching through his bags and pulling out bits and pieces he had saved from his time off. "How are you and Jess doing?"

"Never been better." Harry replied, trying to maintain a casual tone. This was soon broken by a more direct tone from his roommate.

"No, I mean." Tom said a little more seriously, he was looking at Harry. "How are you guys? You're still together, right?"

"Of course."

"You're not going to try and stab me, are you?" Tom gave a laugh.

"Seriously... it's actually fine." Harry paused between his words, even he was shocked how okay he was with the whole thing. More to the point he actually felt a little touched that the carelessly insensitive Tom actually showed some compassion about the whole situation. "We talked about it, we explored it a little, and we're actually completely okay with it."

"Explored it?" Tom asked with some confusion before letting out a shocked laugh. "You didn't try it aga-"

"No!" Harry interrupted, he realised how misleading his words were. "No, no. Just a bit of... well, we just played on it a bit when we were together."

"Oh Harry, I'm touched." Tom laughed. "I knew you always loved me, and to know you're thinking about me during sex just makes my heart flutter."

"Well, now you're not the only person who thinks about yourself during sex." Harry quipped back. They had quickly gotten back into their boisterous moods with each other. Harry was pleased just how well this was going, it's as if Tom hadn't cared in the slightest. "You haven't told anyone, have you?"

"Oh no." Tom continued unpacking. "You know me, never kiss and tell."

"You're the same guy who actually texted me whilst you were getting laid before." Harry retorted, his voice a little more serious for an answer.

"Yeah, fair play." Tom laughed. "Nah man, I've kept this to myself. Don't worry."

"Alright, cool." Harry relaxed a little.

The conversation didn't venture back to the topic of what had happened between Harry, his girlfriend and Tom, save only a few jokes from Tom's side. Harry was far too busy organising for the semester ahead, though that didn't seem to phase Tom so much. Tom had the luck of the draw of getting majority of his frees on a Monday, meaning he didn't have a single lecture of tutorial to attend. Naturally he was taking advantage of this by gloating to Harry, who, like most med-students, had barely a few moments rest between classes.

After half an hour of catching up and unpacking, Tom decided to take a stroll around campus to catch up with some friends. But the pair had agreed they'd catch up for a drink at a nearby pub after Harry's classes the next day. This no doubt would be to Jessica's disliking, but Harry was sure he could make her understand.

As Tom left the dorm Harry could not feel a great weight being lifted from his shoulders. He felt like he had experience the best from both worlds, with consequences thrown completely out of the window. As bizarre as it had felt, the taboo secret no longer seemed to have involved Tom. Yes, he had fucked his girlfriend, but the fortnight aftermath meant that he now felt like an avatar, a nameless entity used only to fuel a fantasy between Harry and his girlfriend. A single night of letting go gave way to so much excitement and pleasure between the couple, he felt like he as actually in debt to Tom for showing them a new way to enjoy sex.

Harry let out a sigh, but before he could turn around his phone began to beep. He unlocked it to see the anticipated screen in front of him.

"One New Message: Jess."

This was going to be fun.

***

"Slides will be online, data for the studies shown will be there too." The lecturer raised his voice as the class began to loudly gather their laptops and leave the hall.

Harry hurried up the stairs of the lecture hall, parting ways with a few friends he had in the class. His second lecture of the day and things were already looking to be even more condensed than the semester before. A promise of 5 exams, 2 case studies and 3 assignments were already lined up for him, and he still had 3 other classes to attend that week. He was quite used to it, he was a smart guy, but the harsh transition of a fortnight of bliss to such demand for work made him a little grumpy. The promise of beer and guy time with Tom brightened him up a bit, as he wouldn't get the chance to enjoy that in a few weeks time.

As Harry left the lecture theater he looked down the hallway to see the gorgeous, slender figure of Jessica walking up to him. Her dirty-blonde hair shone in the light of a nearby window, her white smile beamed at him as she walked toward him. Harry couldn't help but give a smile, no matter how grumpy he was, Jess' smile was always infectious. He noticed the number of guys who walked pass her turn heads, but was all to used to him, he just couldn't help but pinch himself knowing he was with this gorgeous girl.

"What's the verdict?" Jessica asked, nodding to the bundle of papers Harry was carrying.

"The usual." Harry sighed. It always pained the couple at just how much work they had between them. "You?"

"Very little for now." Jessica started. "Just an overview class, really. That'll probably change tomorrow."

"The joys of chemistry students." Harry joked.

"Fuck yourself!" Jessica slapped him with an assignment sheet. "You can help yourself with infectious diseases."

"Naww." Harry joked back. "What are you up to now?"

"Thought we could head back to the dorm." Jessica smiled to Harry. Her hand grabbed at the top of her boyfriends pants, dipping a thumb inside and pulling him towards her. Any man would find this an incredibly tricky offer to turn down, but Harry had learnt to resist in aid of his studies.

"I thought..." Harry swallowed, Jessica was going to be upset regardless, so he thought he may as well explain tonight's plans in a single go. "I'd head to my lecture... and then meet Tom at the pub tonight?"

Jessica pulled back, she wasn't completely shocked Harry took the responsible course of his lecture over some more intimate time with her, he had always been quite responsible in that matter, but to shove her off to go drinking with his friend?

"Seriously?" Jessica asked, still a little shocked that he so willing turned her down after such an intense fortnight together. "I thought you were coming to hang at mine."

"I know, babe, and I'm sorry." Harry asked, he placed his hand on her lower back and began to walk with her as he was starting to run late for his next lecture. "I haven't had a chance to chill with Tom and I'll be bogged down with work soon."

"But we agreed." Jessica asked, she had intended on a little bit of teasing during Harry's lecture, but she was far too pissed off for that now.

"I know, I really am sorry." Harry started. "Look, I'll hang with you tonight if you want."

"Oh, so like a pity date?" Jessica snapped back before letting out a sigh. "I'm sorry. I know you haven't seen your friend for a bit. It's just the last fortnight has been amazing... I thought you'd want to keep it going?"

Jessica gave him a cheeky smile and began to play with his collar a bit as they walked along. She was clearly in a bit of a 'mood', she usually became overly clingy when she was horny. She knew her attempts to persuade him otherwise wouldn't work, and he did have a point about not seeing Tom too much, but all the same, she really was looking forward to their alone time. She had wonderful plans for things to try out.

"Look, how about you come along?" Harry asked. "I'm sure Tom won't mind."

"W-wasn't it supposed to be a guys thing?" The gorgeous blonde girlfriend asked, the realisation that she could be meeting Tom again was a bit of a shock to her. They hadn't spoke since the night they shared with each other. Come to think of it, she hadn't even seen the guy save some pictures on Facebook. Which was odd as they usually talked on a daily basis being half-decent friends themselves.

"Nah, seriously, he won't care." Harry continued, now walking a little a head of Jessica to make sure he was on time. He turned around, now walking backwards and gave her a smile before talking. "Honestly... I'll meet you back at the dorm after the lecture, Tom should be there now so he'll let you in, we'll all head off together."

"Are you sure?" Jessica asked nervously, her hands fidgeting together.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" Harry asked.

Jessica almost pointed out the fact that she would be alone in her boyfriends dorm with Tom, a guy that he let fuck her no more than a few weeks ago, though she quickly shook off the thought. He trusted her, completely trusted her, this realisation made the loving 22-year-old girlfriend give out a smile, which was returned by her charming boyfriend.

"See you later then." Jessica smiled. She was lucky to have such a trustworthy guy in her life, she couldn't help but beam at this point.

"Love you." Harry said, before turning around and making his way to another lecture theater.

"Love you." Jessica called out in reply.

She watched for a moment as Harry sank away into a lecture hall across the buildings main room. A moment passed before she was broken out of her stare, then realising how disappointed she was by the change of events for the night. The couple had planned on going to Jessica's place that night as her roommate was out of town, so they would have had the place all to themselves. Jessica was more upset about the plans she had to spice up the roleplay. During the fortnight the couple had spent together she made sure to have a few 'exposing' pictures of herself taken by Harry, which she then sent to a spare phone she had. She had set up the phone to automatically text her boyfriend the pictures of her while the couple were together, building on the roleplay that another guy was gloating about fucking her to him, sending dirty photos as proof. She was actually proud of her commitment, but it seems it would have to wait for another night.

As she walked toward Field House, Jessica pulled out her phone and looked at the time. It would be a good few hours before Harry was with them, a good few hours too long. She increasingly getting nervous at the fact that she had to confront Tom again, but from the way Harry told her, he was completely normal about the whole thing. The sex the couple experienced with Tom had been amazing, and no doubt he felt the same way. Regardless of this, Jessica began to dawdle on her way to the dorm, intentionally running into friends to delay the time she would have to spend in the dorm. After what seemed like an age catching up with a few old classmates and one of her old tutors, she looked at her clock to realise that barely half the time had gone, and agreed that she would have to face the awkwardness of Tom soon enough. With this, she began to make her way across the campus' main road toward her boyfriends dorm house.

The sun had began to sink away a bit as Jessica reached the main door of Field House, lighting the sky in an attractive navy blue filter. The gorgeous girlfriend couldn't help but look up and admire the sky for a moment, the warm summers air blissfully splashing against her as she enjoyed the early nights sky. Though her moments gaze was broken when the main door of the dorm opened suddenly. Jessica turned in surprise to see Tom standing there, the same tall, handsome, dark haired figure that she had remembered. She had known the guy for a good while now, but he looked or felt different to her in a way she couldn't put her finger on.

"You're supposed to push the buzzer." Tom laughed as he nodded to the entrance door, he had obviously caught her staring vacantly.

"Yes, yes, I know." Jessica mocked as she walked into the dorm. "Are you heading out?"

"Just for a bit, gotta give something to a mate. You chilling at ours?" Tom asked, confused.

"Yeah, coming out with you guys tonight." Jessica said, bobbing up and down on the toes of her feet, slightly anxiously.

"Ohhhh, Harry." Tom shook his head before cracking a joke in his usual fashion. "He just doesn't get a guy's night, does he? Unless you're a guy yourself."

"And that would make you gay." Jessica quipped back.

"... well played." Tom replied. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a key, throwing them the few feet of distance to Jessica. "See you in a bit."

"See ya." Jessica turned back to the dorm.

Jessica couldn't help but realise how well that went. They were back to the same friendly banter they always had between them. Tom didn't seem phased or shocked in the slightest to see her at all, which lifted a great deal of tension from her. As amazing as the night Harry and her had shared with Tom was, she wouldn't want their friendship to suffer as a result. Jessica thought back to the night for a moment, her horniness uncontrollably teasing her with the erotic visions she experienced several weeks ago.

The loving girlfriend tried to shake off the thoughts that only festered deeper thanks to already lingering desire to relieve some 'tension'. This wasn't helped when the Jessica opened the door for Harry's dorm. To anyone else it would have seemed like a completely normal university dorm room, but the gorgeous blonde girlfriend, it was a lot more. She couldn't look at the the bed, the desk, the shower, nothing, without thinking about how often she had been fucked there by Harry, but more importantly, Tom. Jessica gazed at the bed she so casually slept in for a few weeks, now that Tom had been so close in the flesh, she couldn't help but stop thinking about what they did there the night they shared.