Going Too Far Ch. 02

"I said." He paused in anticipation, throwing Jess a smug smile. "If your boyfriend ever wants to watch me fuck you again... I'll be more than happy to."

"S-... sure." Jessica almost lustfully swore at Tom's words, but managed to compose herself. She stared at Tom as if soulless, her whole being absolutely caught on Tom's dirty words.

A moment passed as the pair stared at each other. As Jessica stared blankly, her boyfriends roommate's mind was whirling away in calculated guesses as to what the girl was thinking. Though that was obvious to any man with half a brain, Tom was planning how he would actually make this more of a reality. He knew after he fucked Jessica that she would find it hard to not want it to happen again, but now it was just about convincing her boyfriend, and from what heard from Jess, it was going to be easier than he originally planned. The moment broke when Tom eventually spoke.

"I think we should get ready for the pub." Tom smiled, turning back to his casual self as if he had morphed into a completely different person.

Jessica could only manage a dazed nod.

As Harry wound himself between the streams of students coming and going through the lecture theatre halls, he couldn't help but hope that Jessica and Tom's meet-up had gone decently. Partially because he was about to sit through a few hours of being with them both, but mainly as a hurt relationship between Tom and Jessica would most likely result in a set back to the dirty roleplay the pair had only just began to explore.

During the numerous slides of his anatomy lecture, Harry couldn't help but fantasize about Tom and Jessica being alone together, fucking each other mercilessly while he was away. He knew this was purely a fantasy, and that Jessica wouldn't have betrayed him like that, but the thought of it had drove him wild. No doubt this would be the pivital point of the couples roleplay if they managed to make it to Jess' after the pub.

Harry's pace quickened at the thought, tonight was going to be fun on all fronts. The charming, loving boyfriend started making his way down the short path to his dorm at Field House, giving a nods of acknowledgement to the large number of fellow dormmates who were making their way out for the night. Sure, it was a Monday, but that usually marked the more intensive week of partying, a last chance to really enjoy being free when they were only being subjected to introductory classes and overviews of the semester to come.

Harry smiled to himself as he made his way to his dorm room, quickly opening it in excitement of the night ahead. He was greeted by the smile of his loving girlfriend, who was sat on his bed, looking a little bored by this point. He stared down her gorgeous blue eyes that were slightly covered by her long, dirty-blonde hair that passed her neck before resting on her firm, smooth breasts.

"Hey babe." Harry said with a cheeky tone. He walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek. "Have fun?"

"Yeah, it was okay." Jessica replied before nodding to the middle of the room. "Just chatting to Tom."

"Yeah, the guy you just ignored." Tom waved sarcastically from his computer chair.

"Oh, sorry. Hey babe." Harry joked, throwing him an intentionally iffeminate wave.

"That's better." Tom kept the joke going. "Look this is really awkward babe, but this girl wanted to come on our date."

"Oh no!" Harry replied, putting his bag down as he tried not to laugh. He moved over to his bed and sat beside Jess. "That's just going to ruin our whole night."

"I know, bummer." Tom sighed, he tried to resist the urge to smile as Jessica began to laugh.

"It's fucking scary how convincing you two are." Jessica laughed at them, causing the boys to let out a smile.

"No, what's scary is that it's almost eight and we're not at the pub yet." Tom stated as he stood up, gesturing that they should get a move on.

The three stood up and started to grab at relevant keys, wallets and anything else needed for the night, moving around each other as if everything had been completely normal, which, for the most part, was completely normal. Jessica threw Harry a fun smile, hinting that her day had gone well, which was quickly recipitated by the loving boyfriend. Nothing had changed between them, save the incredible rewards they reaped for their sex life.

The only person who felt a little different was now waiting by the door. Tom watched on as the couple quickly finished sorting their stuff and made their way out of the dorm. Under the fun, casual exterior of Harry's roommate, a good friend they had known for quite some time, was a social expert, calculating every slight move between the couple in aid of his own benefit. To Tom, that benefit was going to be incredible. That benefit was Harry's girlfriend.

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"Shut the fuck up, I'm getting it." Tom laughed as he pulled out his wallet, raising his hand in objection to Harry trying to pay for the first round. "Just find us a table, it's fucking flooded in here."

"I think there's one in the corner." Jessica pointed over the head of a nearby pub-goer.

"Defend it with your life." Tom joked as he made his way through the crowd to the bar.

Jessica and Harry followed suit, slipping in and out of the small gaps between the crowd of people in The Regal Swan, a pub so close to the campus of William's University that it's often joked to be an unofficial lecture theatre. Despite the fact that the pub was usually quite spacious, it seemed awfully cramped due to the sheer amount of people trying to enjoy the last few nights before their work really began. Much like the university, the pub was old, but rather fashionable in a regal sort of way, hence the appropriate name of The Regal Swan.

The couple eventually managed to swerve through the crowd and eventually made their way to a small table in the pubs corner. The chairs were quite posh for the average pub, covered in a thick and comfortable red leather. The furniture of the pub seemed aged, but nobody really knew whether that was because they were antiques, or just the sheer number of people that had abused them over the years. The seclusion of the corner drowned the music played by the pub owners to a meek whisper. It was a rather unsocialable table in the corner of the room, but perfect for a catch up. The pair sat down, this was actually one of the first few times they had had chance to talk together, save the brief meeting in the lecture halls a few hours ago.

"And the verdict for your anatomy class?" Jessica asked as she sat down.

"About the same as the others." Harry sighed.

"The joy of med-students." Jessica quipped in response to her boyfriends remarks earlier that day.

"How about you?" The charming boyfriend asked as relaxed against his seat. "How'd catching up with Tom go?"

"Oh." Jessica was a little unsure about what to say. She didn't particularly want to admit she had spent the better part of her time with Tom talking about sex, so instead of giving a response, she turned the question back at her boyfriend. "Oh! That reminds me. Tom told me you've blabbed about what we were doing while he was gone."

"I hardly 'blabbed'." Harry replied. Hearing that your boyfriend had been sharing all your sexual secrets with his friend would spark an arguement in any girl, but the couple were talking about it so casually it could have been the weather forecast for the week. "I just told him..."

"That we fantasized about him fucking me." Jessica interrupted. Harry was no doubt going to say this, but even the chance to say it aloud excited her. She gave her boyfriend a smile before clearing the air. "Don't worry, I don't care. I know it's just guy talk."

The pair spent the next couple of minutes going into greater detail of Jessica's chat with Tom. To Harry, this was mainly confusing as he couldn't remember sharing half the details with Tom that Jessica said he had, but this was quickly disregarded at the openness of the conversation about their fantasy.

"You're not mad?" Jessica eventually asked after finishing her recount of their conversation with the fact she shared their rugby team fantasy. She had reserved the fact that Tom offered a repeat.

"Why would I be?" Harry shrugged, a little turned on at hearing that Jessica shared a few fantasies. "Besides, Tom's not going to tell anyone."

"No..." Jessica started with a whisper, leaning in a little to her boyfriend to speak her next words softly. "That I spoke to him about the time we fucked?"

"I do trust you, you know." Harry started with a laugh, he watched his gorgeous blonde girlfriend move back into her seat in relaxation before he spoke again, his words a little more serious. "It just adds to the fantasy a bit, and besides..."

"Move up, move up." Tom interrupted as he balanced a number of drinks between his arms. He placed the beers onto the table and took a seat at the round table so that he almost appeared opposite the couple. "What were you guys on about? Or do I even want to know now?"

"Yeah, we were talking about you before you interrupted." Jessica mocked. "But yeah, I completely agree Harry, a total ass hole."

Harry and Tom let out a laugh, albeit, Tom's was far more sarcastic. The drinks between the three began to flow and far more idle conversation began to rise. It was much like normal times between them, daft jokes and mindless banter making up most of the conversation. They actually had a chance to talk about their semester breaks in a way that didn't quickly return to the topic of sex, though that was heavily explored on Tom's half, but not in mention of Harry and Jessica's fantasies. As time passed and the bar became a little more lively, the drinks began to sink away into the trio, slight slurs from Jessica and horrible hand-eye coordination from the boys were the starting signs of the effects of the alcohol they consumed, and it was in great number.

Tom seemed determined to make a night of it, and after a couple of drinks to Harry's name, he felt the same way. Four beers, two shots of tequila and a helping of Ouzo for each of the boys resulted in a very merry atmosphere at the table, this being at the expense of a few bathroom breaks. Jessica had managed to knock back a few drinks to her name, but was never really adept at keeping up with her boyfriend and his roommate.

Inebriation came hand in hand with adventure and happiness with Harry, which usually spurred his roommate on just the same. The conversation, like for most early 20-year-old's under the effect of booze turned to sex, and for a great deal of time stayed that way. At first, there was little mention of elephant in the room, that being the erotic fantasy they had shared that was on the tip of each of their tongues, but with a bit of a confident tone and merry atmosphere around them, the three weren't able to divert from it for much longer. It was ever so appropriately brought up in perfect timing by Tom, who used it rather humorously in aid of the competition the three were having about the dirtiest fantasies they have heard from past partners.

"Oh man, I've got one. Completely weird." Tom spoke up after Jessica had just recalled a story about an ex she had had who had a thing for pain-play. He found it hard to resist a smile, and the moment he spoke again with his poorly acted words Harry and Jessica gave him sarcastic looks in understanding. "I know this one couple, right, and I completely fucked the life out of his girl, right?"

"Oh wow, they sound completely fucked up!" Jessica mocked, waving her hands in front of her sarcastically.

"I'll say." Harry shook his head sarcastically, feigning astonishment. "You wouldn't want to run into people like that in the middle of a dark alley."

Tom laughed as they played along with the joke, despite how transparent his joke had appeared, the topic swayed in just the way he wanted. He took a deep breath in, faking a sense of thought before speaking again to the couple, a little more considerately.

"I think in comparison to the other things we've heard..." Tom nodded to Jessica specifically in reference to her pain-play ex. His eyes danced between the pair, taking in their thoughts of suspense for the words he would speak next. "You guys have a really good thing going."

Jessica reached under the table and squeezed her boyfriends hand in appreciation. Neither of them knew how to react to Tom's words, as sweet as they were, they seemed almost jealous in a way. The 22-year-old girlfriend watched as Harry let out a smile of gratitude, causing a loving sensation of trust and completeness to swamp over her.

"Honestly." Harry spoke with slightly slurred words. He leaned into table a bit the way he always did when he was about to say something heart felt, or on a more serious tone. "I'm really fucking glad you're not weirded out by what happened. I mean, that would have been devastating to us."

"Yeah." Jessica replied meekly, nodding her head in agreement with her boyfriend.

"Jesus christ, no. Honestly, the thing you have going between you two isn't uncommon... it's pretty basic as far as fantasies go. And besides, most couples don't even find that one thing that sets them off..." Tom lied, making sure to refer to the pair as a couple. He wanted to make this fetish almost like a bond between the two, something that they could be open and proud of, something that hopefully they would explore in the future. He thought of his carefully planned words, trying to give words of praise to them for liking a fantasy that could involve him fucking Jessica again. "And the ones that do... well, it takes them years. It's just amazing you guys have done it so young."

Tom watched as the couple shuffled into each other, the pair were almost smug as they smiled between them. He couldn't have asked for a better response. He found it all too easy to feed the idea that what they were exploring was an amazing thing, something that set them aside from unexciting couples, something that makes up part of their relationship. To put such status on it, to have them hold their fantasies with such importance was crucial for Tom to make his next move. He paused before speaking again, Harry and Jessica were intrigued by his words.

"Not to mention the trust. I mean, any other guy would have held what we did against his girl forever." Tom looked at Harry incredulously, trying to let him know that he was proud. "It's fucking insane that your relationship is so strong that you actually come out of the other side with things better than they were before."

"Much better." Jessica gave a sultry smile to her boyfriend, squeezing his hand as she did so.

"I trust her." Harry said happily to his roommate. "Beyond anything else. I can't say I've felt that way about another girl before... and what's more is that I trust you. I could watch you fuck her over and over, but I'd know it wouldn't hurt us as a couple."

Jessica sat on edge at her boyfriends words. Had he really just said that? She knew he had been into the fantasy lately, and she always thought they might repeat the fantasy, but to hear him say it so abruptly and directly to the guy that would most likely be in on it sent her into shock. She couple help but give a smile of anticipation at the course of the conversation.

"Well, I'd be lying if I said I didn't find it hot." Tom admitted, though he didn't specify that was solely toward getting another chance to fuck his roommates stunning blonde girlfriend. "But I guess that's for when you guys are ready for it, if you ever are."

Harry's heart skipped a beat when he felt his loving girlfriend squeeze his hand in appreciation at Tom's words. Was she serious about this? He found it hard to distinguish the difference between her teasing remarks and seriousness these days due to the absorption they had within the fantasy. He quickly glanced to her, only to see her staring aimlessly, lost in deep thought at Tom's words. The boyfriend felt a little nervous, unsure but all the while inspired by the kindness of Tom's words. His roommate was right though, they had found something that completely revitalised their already blossoming relationship. They had come out of something once considered taboo with things even better than ever, would it really be that weird if they explored it a little further with Tom? Besides, when would they ever find another guy as understanding to the topic as him?

Tom drank in the reactions of the couple as their minds played on the idea. He had a stash of ideas saved for any reaction they may have thrown at him, but for now, it was important to let them absorb the idea, because with the drink they had had involved, their minds would wonder to past experiences.

Jessica couldn't help but shuffle in her seat as her mind vividly replayed flashbacks of the night they had been seduced into the fantasy. The loud moans, the dirty looks she got, the burning, unbelievable feeling of getting fucked by Tom as her boyfriend stared on. It started to wake a far more lustful Jessica that Harry had grown accustomed to over the last couple of weeks. Her mind played on the erotic fantasy, being fucked and used so primitively in aid of her darkest desires, her boyfriend being cast aside in aid of a more dominant man. After a moment her eyes looked up to stare at her boyfriend, who was just as distant as she had been, no doubt he was thinking the same erotic thoughts.

"We could sort out some sort of arrangement if you guys ever wanted to again." Tom broke the silence, intentionally speaking theoretically in case of a backfire, the hazy and warm feeling of the fantasy still entangled the couple much to his liking.

"What do you mean?" Jess asked very curiously as she leaned in with a seductive smile.

"No strings attached, that sort of thing." Tom said as he stared down Jessica. He spoke a little more seductively, his words intentionally getting dirtier to play on the couples mind. "We only arrange one dirty fuck at a time. That way you won't have to commit to anything, and you can call it off whenever you want."

Tom felt like laughing in joy when he saw the couple both instinctively look up at each other in aid of approval to the idea, mere moments after he shared his carefully thought of words. He had them exactly where he wanted them to be. Despite only talking about their fantasy in the future, it was clear the pair were thinking about the present, and with the dorm they had done the deed in the first time around all but a few minutes away, Tom was feeling very, very lucky indeed. He knew it was crucial at this point to give the couple the sensation of choice over this, to make it feel like they were asking him to join in on the fantasy, and he did this very appropriately.

"I'm a half decent actor." Tom shrugged. "I'm more than happy to play along with any of your fantasies."

"That would take a bit of commitment." Jessica quizzed, though incredibly intrigued by Tom's enthusiasm.

"Name it." Tom asked, looking to Harry. He wanted to gauge his thoughts as he had been quite for a moment.

"You'd need to be able to drop... like, hints to me sometimes... or just plain out mock me in some cases." Harry thought aloud, a little embarrassed at the sheer diversity of the fetish they shared. "It sounds odd but we like a lot of different things."

"Go on..." Tom moved his eyes to Jessica, giving a curious tone.

"Well... certain words, certain things you could say while you... fuck me." Jessica paused before saying her last words. She couldn't believe how odd this felt, she was sat here, talking casually to another guy about him getting the chance to fuck her again, with her boyfriend feet away. It was scary... but incredibly. She couldn't help a strong pleasurable anxiety that coursed within her thighs. "Like... telling Harry that you're going to fuck me again... or, telling him you're going to cum in me... or, making me mock him as well..."