I was so happy to have my best friend Julie with me in the university. We had decided on living off campus because Julie wanted to get a part-time job to supplement her expenses at school. I was fortunate enough to have a trust fund of my own and had a healthy budget for day-to-day expenses. I offered to subsidize her living expenses but she was far too proud to accept. The only thing that bothered me about the arrangement was that her employment would mean less time for us to spend together.
Even with my budget and Julie’s income, we experienced some shortages at the end of each month that necessitated we only ate one meal a day and didn’t use the small car because of the cost of fuel. So we went everywhere on our bicycles and stayed trim and fit.
We discussed adding a third member to our household but were fearful of losing our sense of privacy and freedom to walk around without clothing when we were relaxing with a glass of wine. After discussing it at length we decided it would be acceptable providing it was another female. Neither of us wanted a man to be invading out special space although both of us were agreeable to male attentions in certain social events where such interaction was almost required.
Only the previous Saturday night, I had attended a new popular film featuring a young female star with a tendency to lose her clothing quite often in strange circumstances. I had enjoyed it immensely and was not put off by my “date” running his hand up under my short skirt and fumbling about with my labia like a doctor engaged in his first examination. I just pretended he was the pretty girl on the screen making free with my female parts and soon I was panting with real passion waiting for the wave of the orgasm to shake my quivering knees. The poor boy whose name I truly forget wiped his sticky fingers off on his shirt with a guilty look that asked my pardon. It was so touching that I reached down and took his “thing” in hand and tugged him off with happy strokes until I felt his cream spill right onto my bare hands. He had such a look of satisfaction on his face that I was tempted to kiss him but held off because I was afraid he would think me besotted with him and open to further explorations.
All in all, it was a fairly successful date with a member of the opposite sex and I did not hesitate to accept when he asked out for another session of joyful masturbation. In a way, I felt it was necessary research to understand the processes of the male mind when fixated on coupling with a female. In the back of my mind, I felt the boy was deserving of an opportunity to spear my virgin pussy or even my tight little brown eye which were sending me signals of anticipation just waiting for some sort of “normal” action of that variety. I guess I knew in the back of my mind that my holes should receive some “stretching” exercises and the young man was obviously willing to be used as the tool to open me up.
After several unsatisfying interviews with applicants for the room sharing project, we were visited by a girl who attended the university as an exchange student. She was from god-awful place that ended in “Stan” but I always get those places mixed up and never remember which was which. The girl was rather plain and had extremely short hair almost like a boy. I certainly didn’t like that but Julie seemed overly interested in her look. When we broached the subject of walking about nude at times within the confines of the apartment, she just smiled and said,
“My parents are of that persuasion and we often visit the nude bathing beaches in our country.”
With that obstacle out of the way, we accepted her first month’s rent and both went with her to her dorm to help her move her belongings into our apartment. I could see why she wanted to get away from the dismal dorm with the paint flecked walls peeling like sunburned skin.
Her name was Elena and she quickly stripped off all of her clothing including her granny panties right after we were behind closed doors. I was really taken back by the beauty of her taut and tightly toned body showing no tan line at all at her breasts or her heart-shaped buttocks. I was immediately jealous because it was obvious that Julie was thoroughly smitten with the young high-spirited delightful creature.
I had Julie on her tummy later that night with the lights out and she was whimpering just the way I loved to hear her voice in the dark. Suddenly, Elena was by the side of the bed looking down at us with this strange smile on her face. She leaned down and kissed my lips with her devious little tongue flitting here and there like a viper on the prowl.
Julie looked over her shoulder and gasped when she saw that Elena had joined us and that she could see how Julie “took” everything I dished out to her. The dark petite girl eased me off of Julie’s pretty haunches and stretched my best friend’s tight pucker hole with two of her fingers. I could hear Julie groan with pleasure at the intrusion.
I was so incensed at how my best friend was taking to Elena’s ministrations that I took the opportunity to whack Elena’s bottom with my hands with as stinging a blow that I could muster. I could see the red imprints on the foreign student’s flanks and was surprised when she looked up at me and winked with sheer delight and eyes filled with irrepressible lust. It was so naughty that I was forced to burst out in laughter at her expression.
Julie was in her most submissive mode and Elena was taking full advantage of her compliant attitude. I was a bit upset but the opportunity to explore the nicely constructed foreign girl was too tempting to refuse. Her nether hole was so tight that the only thing I could do to get inside was to push in a liberal dose of lubrication and then sliding my pinky into the puckered rim. It was easy to determine that her backside had not yet been penetrated by male equipment and I was not too sure of her front side as well. The two silly girls had their lips locked in a kiss that defied all description. I was a trifle jealous but more than mollified by the use of Elena’s heated posterior and her slick, wet female slit. I humped her bottom hard pressing her down onto poor Julie’s crushed boobs. The three of us wiggled and gyrated until we all managed to spray our female juices all over our bodies and on the silent mattress.
After a nice soothing rest, we engaged in three way kissing which was so exciting that I quickly had a major orgasm which was easily recognized by Julie as one of my best ones ever.
Just to be a total bitch, I borrowed the landlady’s collar and chain that she used on her slow-moving collie that was so old that his legs shook going up and down the stairs. The dog’s name was Sammy, so I put the collar on Elena and told Julia to lead her about the apartment and to be sure to call her “Sammy” so she knew her proper role. The enthusiastic Julia was so aroused by the game that she even hit poor Elena several times on her rump with the leather strap on the end of the chain to hold the dog on a tight leash. It was really funny to see Elena moving tenderly on her hands and knees from room to room.
I took the leash from Julia’s hands and whipped Elena to move faster and she rose on her haunches a bit still keeping her hands and feet on the floor but with her ass and back up high so she could sort of scuttle about without crawling on her knees like a little doggy. I put the pointed toe of my Italian leather boot right up Elena’s pretty ass and told her to hop onto the sofa with her ass up high and her knees spread out as wide as possible. Now I could make her take the leather strap all over her tender ass cheeks and even up between her pretty pussy lips.
She looked over her shoulder at Julie watching her punishment and pleaded with us to allow her to make her water in the bathroom. I decided it was the best course of action since I didn’t want the furniture or the carpet to be stained. We both led her into the bathroom and let her hop up on the stool listening to the torrent of pee splash down like a waterfall. Just to be an instigator, I pushed Julie’s pretty head in between her legs and told her to lick her nice and dry. I was a little crushed to see how quickly she jumped to that task needed no further encouragement.
We took Elena back into the sitting room and I told Julie to hold her ankles right at her shoulders so both her pretty holes were stretched wide and waiting for my little whip. Since that was never my forte, I quickly lost interest in it and found my lips drawn to her pretty pussy slit. The taste of young Elena was indeed refreshing. She had the scent of wild berries like some delicate forest creature and I delved deeper and deeper into her feminine folds like I was searching for some magic grail or a treasure of lost jewels.
I told Julie to fill her mouth with her inquisitive tongue because I could see she was getting frustrated at merely holding the girl’s ankles over her chin for the express purpose of giving me more leverage inside her slit.
After a lengthy session that made my pussy leak with the juice of depraved pleasure, I switched places with Julie and we continued at opposite ends of the lovely Elena.
That night, much to my displeasure, Elena and Julie slept in the same bed and I was all alone in the corner listening to them slurping and sucking like silly schoolgirls. I began to think my date with young Master Hornsby was perhaps fortuitous because of my frustrated condition. I was certain the presence of his cock inside my mouth would take my mind off of the vision of the two girls intertwined with each other.
I could tell just by lowering my eyes that Cecil Hornsby was truly aroused by our close closet. He sat right next to me at dinner with his muscular thigh rubbing on my soft hip just like we were twins in our mother’s womb. I didn’t mind at all because the sight of his magnificent erection assured me someone was pleased at my appearance and attention even if the silly Julie was enmeshed with the foreign exchange student with the short cropped black hair.
After dinner, we walked to the park and were treated to the full moon hanging low over the gazebo roof and the sounds of other couples coupling with discreet movements in the darkened corners of the benches and mowed fields. It was not long before the sounds of Cecil slurping his long thin cock into my vaginal passageway joined the other noises of the night. I could hear an owl off in the distance but in all honesty, I was literally hanging on the tip of Cecil’s pretty cock waiting for the feel of his swinging sacs to slam repetitiously into my dainty buttocks. He was not really an experienced cocks-man but his enthusiasm more than made up for his lack of skill.
He transported me into a state of conscious submissiveness praying that his seeds would soon splash into my vaginal cavity and I could feel the wetness that I knew would make me bask in happy satisfaction. At that particular moment, I had no thought of Julie or any other female and I knew that it was perhaps too early to swear off men entirely. There might still be some room in my life for the use of a male cock and all the foolishness that went along with it after all.
Cecil was so horny that after he deposited a juicy load in my vagina, he flipped me over on my tummy and pulled my bloomers down in the rear before I could even mount a verbal defense of my poor posterior. The touch of his still rampant cock on my brown eye made me gasp at the effrontery to my dignity as a lady. He didn’t stop there, but pressed his point and soon slid deep inside my dirt hole until he was fully seated deep inside. I felt so full that I was forced to wiggle and rotate my hips in a most unladylike and unseemly manner insuring an orgasm of such magnitude that I simply had to emit a shuddering shout of joy into the silent night air. We could hear other couples laughing at our antics and I was forced to giggle a bit in mortification at my own depravity.
Julie and Elena were both asleep when I returned to the apartment but I was not in the least bit upset. I kept all of Cecil’s juices inside me and went to bed with a smile on my face.
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