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Bitsy Takes a Test
by Cervo © 2005

So now we have to go take this math test, but last night I heard this really girly-girly noise coming from the bedroom next to ours. It was like singing or maybe very high pitched pain? I thought it sounded like Bitsy was in the empty bedroom in our Mod where Sissy and Snooky used to live before they had to leave because of chemistry which they flunked.

We live in Modular 41a right next to 41b which I guess is what you'd expect because it's right here on campus in the middle of the Student Housing Modular Complex which everybody calls SHMOX. A big cute guy from a frat house said it was because we are all a bunch of shmox, but he was from New Jersey so I don't know what he meant. I'm from Colorado but I used to be from California. I like New England and going to school in Boston is so cool even with a bunch of Catholics but I believe in choice anyway. I mean you go to school to think, right?

Ever since Bitsy and I got to colidge (that's how we spell it, "colidge ... it's a protest against like tradition) we lived in a dorm together but then we got a chance to share a room in a mod and we do. So now we're here. Excuse me I feel awful this morning which reminds me of last night.

There's these three guys who live in 41b next to us which is right in the middle of the Modplex and one of them majors in some kind of science. So every night his two roommates throw him against the wall, and then they laugh so you hear whump thud huhuhuh. Whump thud huhuhuh. At first it was annoying but then we got used to it and it's kind of cute. I mean except for the guy. I told the other guys they sound like Beavis and Butthead. You know that really old cartoon about those two losers, and they just said, "huhuhuhuh." I call one guy Butthead but he doesn't care I guess. He just laughs.

So last night I heard this like very high pitched "ooo ooo ooo" and I thought it was the guy whining about getting thrown at the wall. What a wimp. But then I realized it was very squealy like a girl and besides it was coming from the other wall on the inside on the other side of our bedroom wall. That's on this side of the inside of the mod. But that's the other side. The other side is different. So I stuck a plastic cup against the wall and put my ear on it, and it was Bitsy.

"ooo ooo ooo, " she said like she was trying not to make any noise. Then she said, "Slow down. It hurts." Then I heard this guy say, "huhuhuhuhuh" and I couldn't believe that she was in there doing it with Butthead. So I snuck out into the hall and went down to where Sissy and Snooky used to have a door on their room before they met that football player, and since the light in the hall is broken I could look inside and see pretty good without them seeing me.

At first I could just see these two white things moving a little in the dark and then I saw it was Butthead's butt bouncing up and down and around. He was obviously trying to screw Bitsy and at first I felt bad for her but she didn't seem to mind that much.

"You got such a tight ass, Bitsy," said Butthead.

"Just take it easy. Nice and slow. Slow down," Bitsy said it like she had her teeth shut really tight. I thought maybe she didn't want to give him a blow job, but that didn't seem to be the whole story. And then I just knew. It was like a jolt from the bloom you know? I said to myself, "She is having anal sex for the very first time, and I'm here to share it with her. Wow. Talk about bonding!" And my throat started to tighten up for sure then like I was going to cry.

"And stop grabbing my ears," she said. and I started to wonder if he wanted a blowjob again, but probably not. Ears? I knew she wasn't really having a very good time from the tone of her voice but I hate to interrupt in situations like this because it could be embarrassing for her even though we have been friends ever since we were in middle school. I mean we told each other about everything on the phone and in the bathroom. But there are some times when a girl just doesn't need her very best friend butting in even to give her support.

"Yeeeeooowwwwoooooooooooooooooo," they both said pretty much at once, and I guess he finally got his head inside her butt. I mean the head of his thingy. You know his dickhead? Whatever.

He was almost singing. "You got the greatest ass, Bitsy. So hot, So tight. So krinkly. You really do," he said and he really meant it from the way he said it, so it was sort of cute. But 'krinkly?" I would have been offended, but Bitsy is more relaxed about stuff like that.

"Yow yow yow," said Bitsy but her voice was getting softer, and I figured it didn't hurt so much anymore.

"And I don't think you can get pregnant this way, can you?"

"I said let go of my ears, Jerk."

"Okay okay," and then they were quiet for a while and all you could hear was this kind of squidgy noise from him pumping himself into her ass harder and harder. There was this really earthy smell and it was like spring in the Mods. You smell the spilled beer from the winter heat up in the carpets when the sun hits them. I know it doesn't sound nice but it's like my little gay English prof. said, a haranguer of spring to me. You know like those English water poets in class who talk about the robins being haranguers of spring?

So now I could see in the dark and I could see Bitsy's ass too and she really does have a really great ass no matter what anyone says. She is a little hippy and I tell her to do aerobics, but she won't because they make her cough. But it's not that noticeable when she's bent over a bed getting fucked annually, I mean anally. I get really worked up when I think about watching her get it up the butt. I have to admit it.

She made these little mewmew noises, and they got quicker and quicker, and I could see he had let go of her ears so I thought well she must be having a good time, and I really think she was. Because right then she went, "Huh huh huh ah ah ah haaaaaaeeeeeeeeiiiiieee OH OH OH OH UNH UNH," which I pretty much took to be a sign of pleasure.

Butthead said, "Yerg yerg yerg," about a hundred times and just hammered his dick into her ass so hard. It was kind of inspiring. I never thought about Butthead the Hammer before but he was pretty good at grinding her behind. Tra la for sure. I'm gettin' kinda damp thinking about that.

He said, "YAWWWG!" which I guess meant he came because he stopped pumping after a lot of grunting and stuff.

"What an asshole," he said.

And Bitsy said, "You took the words right out of my mouth."

So then he stood up on the bed and opened the window over it. Then he started to yell, "Listen up, Folks, I just buttfucked—" and I guess he was going to yell "Bitsy" but she pushed him out of the window before he could.

"Gee Bitsy," I started to ask if he was all bloody and dead and stuff. I didn't want him to get killed since it was so close to midterms, but it wasn't so bad. Our bedrooms are on the second floor, and there's a big bush underneath next to the cement patio slab.

She turned around really fast and then she saw it was me and she smiled and giggled. Then she looked out the window again and started rubbing her butt very gently.

"He's okay except for the groaning and the limp. My ass is killing me, but I was a bad girl."

She even threw him his pants, but neither one of us wanted to touch his stinky shoes.

"I'll get some tongs. We'll give them to charity," she said. I looked at her like I was really concerned but I didn't want to say anything embarrassing about her asshole.

"What?" she said as she started to pull up her panties. She looked pretty happy with herself.

"Doesn't it hurt? Back there?"

"Well yeah, but it's not so bad really. It sort of itches...tingles."

"Can you sit?"

"Oh yeah, after I get some tequila."

"You put tequila up your butt?"

"No, Doofus, we go get some tequila to drink, and I forget about my itchy ass." So we did. And that's what happened last night and we had a lot of tequila which was fun as far as I can tell.

But today we have this math test and so we'll have to read the book on the way to it. I wish we had more time. First I have to pick all the honey nut cheerios out of Bitsy's hair from when she fell in them. We had the tequila and then we wanted a snack so we were going to have smores but that was too nasty after all that booze so we had something healthy instead with a lot of fiber. But I guess she drank too much tequila because the cereal got in her hair when she fell in the bowl.

You know it's probably good that we slept in our clothes because the prof will know we're really serious about his math test, but cheerios in the hair would be just going too far.

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