I was in my second year at uni and I was sharing a house with a girl called Megan. We had kicked this guy out who had turned into a complete arse, but it meant we really needed a third person to help with the rent. We would be OK for a little while but we put word out that a space was going in our house.

My friend and house mate Megan had shortish brown hair and a rather cute beauty spot on her cheek. We had messed about a little bit and had kissed once or twice when we were drunk but we had never really got it on. I always got the feeling she would have but I think because we were house mates, it didn’t seem appropriate or something. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to. I did. We both saw each other naked quite a bit and she would have more than a gander at my boobies. Megan had much smaller breasts than me, but her bum was nice and pert - the kind you want to squeeze and kiss like a peach!

Anyway, we were out shopping one day and I overheard this girl with a foreign accent talking to these other female students. They were asking her if she had found anywhere to stay. This foreign girl looked naturally fawn-coloured with long brown hair and hazel eyes. When I saw her, I just thought wow! She had such a cute figure. She had really perky breasts and a bum to die. In her little black shorts and dark tights, she was mouth-watering and I was instantly attracted. Megan was somewhere looking for whatever on the shelves and I intervened in the conversation.

“Excuse me,” I said. “Did you say you’re looking for somewhere to stay?”

“Yes, that’s right! Do you know somewhere?”

I smiled and the others said ‘bye’ to her, leaving us together.

“Me and my friend have a house and we need a third person.”

“Oh really! Is it far away?” She asked.

“No, it’s like five minutes from here. Megan is here somewhere, I need to run it by her first but I‘m sure it will be fine.”

I looked into the girl’s eyes and she gave me a sort of shy look and smiled. I could have kissed her on the spot!

“I’m Danielle, what’s your name?” I asked, as we walked between the aisle of tins of soup.

“Mathilde,” she said.

“Oh..are you French?”

“Yes!”

“Ah OK. You’re so pretty! I love your accent too.”

“Ooh thank you! “You are lovely also,” she said. “So blonde!”

It was the summer and my already blonde hair had bleached even more, including my eye brows.

“Hey Megan!” I said, catching up with my house mate. “I think I found someone to share.”

Megan turned round and I still remember the look on her face.

“Hi!” She said, brightly.

“This is Mathilde. Mathilde meet Megan.”

Megan looked at me and I knew she was thinking the same as me. Suddenly I saw the lesbian in my friend like I hadn’t seen before and I knew that this would end up messy… in a nice way.

Megan nodded and smiled at me and Mathilde.

“You can come and see it if you like,” I said.

“OK thank you, although I’m sure it will be perfect.”

“Let’s go for a glass of wine on the way!” Suggested Megan.

“Sounds good!” I agreed.

The supermarket was in a little strip of amenities in uni land, including a sandwich shop and a bar with seats outside. It was a warm day and we sat under the parasols and sipped our wine with the bags of shopping at our feet.

“So where are you staying?” Asked Megan.

“I am having to share with a girl in the first year. She is a friend of my cousin, but it is not fair on her and it is a squeeze.”

“Do you share a bed then?” I said.

“Yes,” said Mathilde blushing.

“Ha Ha Mathilde!” Said Megan, chuckling.

“Well you need your own room but sharing with a girl sometimes, is never a bad thing,” I said.

One glass of wine became two and by the time we decided to head back I was distinctly on the squiffy side. We had a sneaky munch on a couple of the cinnamon Danish I had bought. As we got up to go Mathilde looked at me and smiled sheepishly. I licked my lips and made it obvious as I looked at her shapely legs. For a moment I could see the dark band at the top of her tights, as her shorts had ridden up her thighs. Her cute bum cheeks were almost begging to be pinched. Then she reaslised and wiggled them back into position.

“Isn’t she cute!” Whispered Megan.

“Megan, are you coming out?” I asked.

“I’m just saying,” said Megan.

“Yeah ‘course you are.”

We arrived at our house and plonked the shopping on the kitchen table.

“Excuse the mess,” I said.

“Oh it’s not bad!” Observed Megan.

“Do you want to see my bedroom?” I asked.

“You mean my room?” Said Mathilde.

“Oh yeah… that’s what I meant…Freudian slip.”

Mathilde looked at me and her eyes wandered gradually down my body. Then she looked at Megan and did the same. For a few moments we stood there looking at each other and the atmosphere in the kitchen was of intense feminine sexuality. The wine had lowered our inhibitions, if not removed it altogether. I don’t know how we were going to get up stairs without ripping our clothes off each other. Mathilde followed me up to the first floor with Megan bringing up the rear.

“This is your room,” I said. My voice must have betrayed my feelings and my heart was beginning to beat faster and not just from climbing the stairs.

Mathilde sat on the bed and bounced up and down a few times. Me and Megan walked towards her and without thinking I stroked Mathilde’s silky brown hair. She looked up at us and then she hooked her index finger over the top of my tight jeans and pulled me towards her. Megan sat on the bed next to Mathilde and they looked into each other’s eyes as I fondled Mathilde’s boobs through her blouse.

“Go on…Kiss then you two,” I said.

As their lips met in a long French kiss, I knelt down and kissed and stroked Mathilde’s legs through her smoky black tights. My right hand slid up Megan’s bare legs and up her short skirt.

“Is there room for me in the middle?” I asked.

The other two parted their lips and made a space for me and I kissed Mathilde softly on the lips as Megan for the very first time cupped my breasts through my top. I turned to Megan and kissed her, with one hand still stroking Mathilde’s legs. Suddenly me and Megan were kissing passionately and it felt so good and I was getting so horny. All I could think about now was how good hers and Mathilde’s pussys were going to taste as my tongue probed Megan’s mouth.

I broke off the clinch as I felt Mathilde’s hands grip my waist. I looked at my sexy new friend and kissed her again.

“We have far too many clothes on!” I said.

“Yes, let’s get naked!” Said Mathilde confidently.

The three of us stood up and began to strip.

I had seen Megan in the nude so many times, but that was different. Now we were going to have sex and we were going to do it with a girl we had just met. I rolled my jeans down as Megan pulled off her skirt and Mathilde unzipped her little shorts. My pussy was properly tingling and I could feel how damp my panties were even before I had taken them off.

I helped Mathilde off with her blouse, while Megan quickly removed her T shirt and bra and finally Megan unclipped my bra as Mathilde waited, licking her lips as my boobs jiggled into view.

“Hmmm…Danielle!” Exclaimed Mathilde as she squeezed my bare breasts with both hands. Megan gave my bum a friendly squeeze and kissed me again as Mathilde began to play with my pussy. I returned the favour with my left hand and felt for Megan’s wet little twat with my right.

We stood there, in a smouldering triangle of girly love, fingering one another and kissing. Both girls had beautifully juicy cunts just like mine and we were very soon breathing deeply and moaning until we tumbled onto the bed. For a minute, I was in the middle with the other two girls kissing me and stroking my boobs and fingering my pussy. Megan was the first to kiss my breasts, teasing my nipples between her teeth lightly as Mathilde planted a soft wet kiss on my lips. I responded with my tongue, breathlessly as I ran my fingers through Megan’s hair who was sucking on my boobs, making my nipples nice and erect.

We swapped places, so that Mathilde was flat on the bed and me and Megan took turns kissing her lips and her breasts. I gradually worked my way down Mathilde’s body, planting kisses inch by inch. Her belly quivered as I made a little circle of kisses round her navel. I looked up and Megan was now sucking Mathilde’s pert little boobs. Her nipples were standing to attention as Megan drizzled her spit onto them and then licked it up. I continued on my way until I reached the treasure between her legs. She still had a gorgeous muff of brown hair, which was trimmed into a neat triangle. Her labia were also au natural and I parted them gently with my fingers. She was like a pot of goo. My tongue instinctively found her moist opening and I sniffed her sexy scent as I licked.

Mathilde’s moans were loud, which just made me lick her faster and deeper. As I buried my face into her pussy I felt a tongue enter my own wet little cunt and realised that Megan was licking me out, with her head between my legs. It was suddenly hard to concentrate on the task at hand. Megan was so good, flicking my clitoris with her tongue and delving it between my lips. I just tried to munch on Mathilde as best I could, while savouring the beautiful sensations that Megan was giving me.

There was something so good about the moaning and licking sounds and the room, which was filled with the smell of sex had become home to the hottest threesome I had ever known. We were going at it, like it was our last pussy. Mathilde’s pussy was just getting wetter and wetter with every sweep of my tongue into her tight crack. I was beginning to tremble as Megan intermittently sucked on my clit and then probed her long tongue into my vagina.

I came with my lips just kissing Mathilde’s clitty. Her dark hairs were flattened against her mound, plastered down with her own juices, which I had smeared with my mouth.

“Aaaaaaaaah Megan! Hmmmmmmmmm…. Hmmmmm baby! I’m coming!” I cried, as waves of orgasm rippled through my body making me shake, like the room was moving from an Earth tremor.

We lay on the bed for a while in naked cuddle puddle, just caressing and kissing each other randomly. Mathilde’s pupils were so big, her hazel irides were almost invisible.

“This is some room warming party!” Exclaimed Megan.

“Yes! Well… not quite!” I said, as I jumped off the bed.

“Be right back!” I shouted as I ran down stairs.

I gathered up three little glasses and a bottle of Sambucca from the cupboard in the kitchen and ran back up, clutching everything to my boobs.

“Sambucca?” Said Megan.

“Why not?!” Exclaimed Mathilde.

I handed the glasses to the other two and poured out three measures of the potent liquor. We downed it one go. We all gasped and choked and coughed and then felt the warmth of the alcohol tingle down to our toes.

“Now missy!” I said, pointing at Megan.

“What?” She asked.

I disappeared again briefly and returned with a great big smile on my face and my biggest dildo in my hand.

“Lay back and think of England Megan!”

Megan’s face lit up and her jaw went a little slack, as I brandished the eight inches of pink silicone. Mathilde did a little giggle.

“Come on Megan - open wide!”

Megan looked at me all gooey-eyed and lay back with her head on the pillow.

“Mathilde, I think you should sit on her face, while I fuck her little cunt with this,” I suggested.

“Hmmm…you’re naughty!” Said Mathilde.

As the words left her cute French lips, she lifted one leg and placed her bum on Megan’s face and wriggled until a look of satisfaction spread across her face. Almost at the same time I worked my dildo into Megan’s pussy. She made a muffled moan as I twisted it gently, easing inch after inch of the cock-shaped toy into her. It had the veins on it and everything. All that it lacked was the throbbing.

Mathilde began to moan softly and I couldn’t help but lean towards her and kiss her on the lips. Her mouth was so hot and moist and we snogged like lovers as I thrust the dildo in and out of Megan’s cunt.

“Is she licking you good?” I whispered into Mathilde’s ear.

“Hmmm…ooh yes…c‘est magnafique!”

I nibbled the soft, dusky skin of Mathilde’s neck as I felt Megan’s pussy begin to vibrate against my dildo. What I would have given for a strap-on at that moment. I would have fucked her good and proper. As it was, both girls began to go into orgasm; Mathilde gasping and crying out in French and Megan coating my toy with her milky cum. I kissed Mathilde again as I squeezed her pert boobs and gave Megan a few more thrusts until her body was popping and jerking on the bed.

I pulled out the fake cock. It was dripping with Megan’s juices. Mathilde climbed off my friend and we lay together on the duvet with Mathilde in the middle, giving her kisses all over her face.

“I think I will accept your off of the room,” said Mathilde.

“That’s good,” I said. “I think we will have fun!”

Megan looked at me and grinned and we gave each other a high five.

It was an abrupt start to our new arrangement and it wasn’t the last time we went down on each other. Our house became legendary for the wild lesbian sex parties we held. Just occasionally - very occasionally we allowed a guy to get involved. We would enrol the hottest guy we could find and see how much we could make him cum. Watch out for that story!