I rolled off of her, and she settled back down on my cock, getting comfy. I pulled the sheets up over us, and held her while we developed a gentle rhythm, our hips doing all the work. “Better?”
She grinned. “For talking. What do you want to know?”
“Why GW, how do you expect it to work out, why not Florida? How good are you?
“Let start with the last one first,” she answered, while I held her tight little ass. “My swim club’s among the best, and I’m good. Really good. Twice NCSA Juniors finalist. In breaststroke, I’m among the top 50 high-schoolers in the country. In the 200 yard IM, I’m in the top 20. Maybe top 10.”
I was a little stunned by her admission. I had no idea. “I imagine you were recruited pretty heavily.”
She nodded, resting easily on me, while I played around inside of her, just a little. “Mmm. This is nice, Jack,” she said softly. “Yeah, most of the big programs showed interest. I’m good for a team, very competitive in all strokes. Great for relays.”
“What are the big schools?” I asked.
“Oh, you know. Florida, Cal, Texas, A&M, USC, Georgia, the usual.”
I had to laugh. “I don’t know the usual. I don’t know anything about this stuff.”
She wiggled sweetly, drawing me deeper. “There’s a lot of good schools in this area. Not quite the same caliber. Maryland and UVA are just a hair from the top. American, George Mason, GW, Georgetown, and James Madison all have good Division 1 teams.”
“Why not Florida?” I asked, holding her still for a moment while I caressed her.
“It was tempting. So was Texas A&M. If I wanted to define myself as a swimmer. But just think, I can go to Georgetown, GW or American on a full-ride scholarship, and be their big star. I’ll just be a team player at one of the big 8.” She nudged me with her hips, raising up a little, so I could poke her a little more. “Only Stanford has that kind of academics, maybe Harvard, and 4 years from now, when my swimming is recreational, a big name degree goes a long way.”
I laughed a little, raising her hips and thrusting into her harder, getting a sweet little gasp. “My little bed-bunny is a jock and a brain.”
She ground against me. “You got a problem with that?”
I smiled for her, pulling her down for a nice long kiss. “No problem at all. I think it’s amazing. I think YOU are amazing.”
Debbie slid into the bed next to us, smelling sweet and fresh. “You guys having fun?” she asked.
“Always,” I told her. “Did you know she was such a swimming star?”
Debbie laughed, leaning in and kissing me on the cheek. “Of course. Everyone knows. One of the top 20 IM times in the country last year. Once the competitions start up in September, you’re going to have to give her a rest now and then. These all night love-fests are a little taxing for a star athlete.”
Beth pulled out of my arms, sitting upright. “Are you kidding? My best backstroke all year came the day after he pounded Amy and me all night! Coach asked me what I was doing to improve by a full two seconds, but there was no way I was going to answer that one.”
“So no regrets staying local for swimming? It’s not because of us?” I asked, trying to keep the conversation serious.
“None. I made the decision over 4 months ago, no matter what my father thinks. My coaches are aboard 100%, although Coach Allen thinks Georgetown would have been better than GW. Coach Williams was pulling for UVA, which keeps me pretty close, very good academics, and a top 10 team.”
Debbie was cuddling close. “You should Google her sometime. She was all over the sporting news, choosing a Mid-Major over a top program.”
I pulled my little swimmer down and put her on her side, facing Debbie. I lifted her leg, and Debbie reached between us, guiding me back into our bed-mate. “Is that Ok?” I asked Beth.
“Such a silly question. You’re dick inside of me, while I get to gaze on our gorgeous roommate? Give it to me, Jack.”
I held her in my arms, screwing her more diligently. “What’s going to happen when school starts? Don’t you have to live on campus?”
She sighed. “I have to have a campus room. Doesn’t mean I’ll be spending much time there. It’s only required for the freshman year.”
I nuzzled her neck, while Debbie scooted in closer, kissing Beth’s forehead, and running her hands over our teen’s sweet body. I nibbled her ear. “Beth, this is your future. I’m behind you all the way, whatever you need for the foreseeable future.”
Debbie tilted the girl’s chin up and kissed her. “We’re behind you, completely.”
Beth’s breathing was noticeably faster, responding to my increased attention. “Things may get crazy come September. I’ll be spending 4-6 hours a day swimming,” she answered breathily.
I lifted her leg higher, driving into her deeper and harder. “Whatever you need, we’ll work around it,” I assured her.
She groaned, pushing back against me. “Right now, this is all I need,” she sighed.
I left her on her side, but sat up, straddling her lower leg, and pounded into her. I caressed her muscular, tanned leg, kissing the calf of her leg I was holding upright. “I need to come soon,” I whispered to her.
“Fill me, Jack,” she replied.
I grabbed her leg just above her hip, and pulled her back against me, thrusting manically into her, the wonderful feeling driving me to my own imminent finish. With a groan I filled her, exploding within her tightness.
When my spasming ceased, I pulled out of her, and Debbie moved down to take my softening cock in her mouth, cleaning me. Beth rolled away from us, onto her back, giving me room to settle in between my girls. After a short while of Debbie’s loving attention, I reclined between the two.
Beth climbed out of our bed and hit the bathroom, while Debbie slid into my arm. “Have a nice chat?” she said with a teasing smile.
“Actually, yeah. It was good.”
She kissed my side. “I’m glad. She’s not your average girl, Jack. You need to get to know her better.”