Cara stood silhouetted in the doorway to Lacy’s bedroom. Instinctively, I quickly tied to cover my naked body with the bedsheets but found that task a little difficult because Lacy was laying on top of the sheets.

“Looks like I missed the party,” Cara remarked.

“Oh please,” Lacy sarcastically shot back, as she pulled the bedsheets over us.

Lacy and I had hooked up. It had been an unplanned and unexpected event. I had met her at a local strip joint, weeks before and then suddenly and serendipitously discovered we lived in the same apartment complex when we met stumbled upon each at our apartment complex pool.

My girl friend was at work and I had taken the day off from work. Lacy and I quickly discovered we had something in common and somehow, we ended up in her apartment, doing the wild thing. Both of us had dozed off in her bedroom after an hour of unbridled passion.

Cara’s unexpected appearance was both a shock and a surprise. I had never thought to ask if Lacy lived alone and just assumed she did. I should have known better.

Cara stepped into the bedroom, setting her small duffle bag on the floor as she made her way to where Lacy and I lay naked in the bed.

“How does that saying go?” Cara remarked, “When the cat is away, the mice will play?”

“Oh please,” Lacy shot back, “I’m just having a little fun.”

Lacy snuggled closer to me as Cara approached the bed.

“Nice,” Cara responded, “and a good catch, I might add.”

“He’s all mine,” Lacy quickly replied.

“You have to share,” Cara shot back as she slipped on to the side of the bed, next to me and placed her hand on my covered thigh.

“No, I don’t,” Lacy argued back, throwing an arm across me, more of less claiming me to herself.

“Oh, please, bytch,” Cara shot back, “Let’s see how he feels about.”

I quickly introduced myself.

“I’m Cara,” Lacy’s roommate replied. “You know you’re occupying my side of the bed, right?”

“No,” I replied, “I didn’t know this was your side of the bed.”

I arched my back and tried to reposition myself more to the center of the small bed. Lacy scooted to the side, as Cara silently slipped further on to her side of the bed next to me.

“It looks like you’re the sandwich,” Cara remarked, as she casually unbuttoned her button-down shirt, unabashedly showing off her very own set of man-made enhancements neatly tucked away in a white lace brassiere. She quickly and silently slipped out of her shirt and unfastened her bar, slipping out of it was well.

“Oh please,” Lacy bemoaned, “really?”

Cara cupped her 36d breasts, looking down at them.

“What do you think?” she casually asked. “I just go them updated.”

“Nice,” I replied. I wasn’t going to get overly excited about seeing her breasts when I had a totally hot naked babe laying right next to me.

“You can feel them if you want to,” Cara proffered, reaching for my arm and then pulling my hand towards her breast. I gently cupped her breast and ran my thumb across her hardened nipple. Cara hummed her approval as Jiggled her breast in my hand.

Lacy, not to be outdone or upstaged, proffered her own breasts for inspection. So there I lie, one hand on the breast of Lacy and one hand on a boobie belonging to her roommate Cara.

“So, who has the better boobies?” Cara asked.

“This is a tough one,” I answered, “But I’ll have to say Lacy simply because her are so much more natural feeling and so damn sexy.”

“Thank you very much,” Lacy quickly replied.

Cara was not going to be out done. She quickly launched herself across me, astraddle me. She had her very ass planted right on top of my crotch, facing me. While Lacy was slender and well proportioned, Cara was just simply petite with boobs that didn’t seem to match her cute little body. Cara stared down at me, lust and passion in her eyes. She was not going to back off and I could tell by the lower lip biting, that she wanted some special attention.

I glanced at Lacy as Cara placed her hands flat on my chest.

“Show me what you have,” Cara demanded. Lacy didn’t say a word, which kind of surprised me. IF was as if Lacy was giving Cara carte blanche approval to do whatever she wanted.

Cara stood up on the bed, still straddling myself and proceeded to strip out of her shorts and her underwear, while holding on to one of the four posts of the bed. She was completely shaved downstairs, except for a very thinly cropped and small strip of jet black pubic hair that pointed to her womanhood. She pirouetted and then settled back on to the bed, her buttocks and pussy practically inches from my face. She peered back at me and smiled.

“Do you like to eat pussy?” Cara asked.

I took in a deep breath and forcefully exhaled. I glanced at Lacy.

“Go for it,” Lacy remarked, “but I’m warning you, she can be a bit much to handle.”

“Yes,” Cara shot back, “I am a tiger. Hear me purrrr.”

I slipped my finger along the edge of Cara’s asshole.

“Not there,” Cara shot back. “Keep going.”

I slipped my finger along the edge of Cara’s vagina, gently teasing her. She moaned her approval, as I palmed he pussy and shook my hand.

Lacy fondled my cock under the sheets. I was rock hard.

I dug my fingers into Cara’s cute ass, gripping it.

“Nice ass,” I said. Cara reached behind herself and slapped her butt.

“Thanks,” Cara shot back. “I hope you like it.”

Lacy wasted to no time and going under the covers. I could feel her hot breath close to my cock. Cara yanked the covering sheet from me. She and Cara now had unabated access to my steel rod. Lacy gripped my balls as Cara slipped the head of my tool into her mouth, deep throating me. After a few seconds of salacious deep throating, Cara took over.

I pushed my middle finger straight into Cara’s pussy. She peered back at me, proffering a smile. I rapidly flicked my finger across Cara’s hooded labia. Her creative juices flooded my fingers as she lowered her head, her hair cascading across my crotch and Lacy’s unbelievable fellatio.

“I have to have it,” Cara cried out. Lacy slipped out of the way, allowing Cara to take full advantage of me. She straddled my waist, pushing the head of my cock into her very moist and wet pussy. It was a tight fit at first, but she quickly loosened up.

To my surprise, Lacy decided to straddle me as well, her buttocks and pussy practically in my face. She faced Cara, who was facing me. Neither said a word. Lacy placed her hands-on Cara’s shoulders as Cara held on to Lacy’s hips. Cara stopped grinding on my tool, just briefly, as she and Cara exchanged a wickedly sinful and passionately deep kiss.

Their kiss put me over the hump. I couldn’t hold back and shot my load deep into Cara.

“I’m cuming,” I announced.

“I know,” Cara replied, before re-engaging with Lacy.

I must have emptied a gallon of semen into Cara’s tight little pussy. I could feel it dribbling off my hip and a small pool of bodily fluids quickly accumulated between my legs, which twitched uncontrollably, all the while, as Cara and Lacy exchanged deeply passionate kisses while astraddle me.

Finally, Cara slipped off my lap and on to her back on the bed. Lacy was all over her roommate. The vivid images of these two lovely women passionately enjoying each other will forever be etched into my mind. I had watched porno films when I was younger, but never in my widest of dreams, did I ever imagine I’d experience what I had only seen on a tv set in my house.

I glanced at the alarm clock on the dresser. It was close to four o’clock and I knew my girl-friend, Diedre, who worked as a day time bartender at a local strip club, albeit a different club than where Lacy and Cara worked, would soon be home. I grabbed my swim trunks, dressed and quickly made my way back to the pool. Chlorine is a wonderful killer of the smells associated with sexual activities. I took a quick dip in the pool and headed to the apartment.

Guilt is a horrible feeling. Diedre was the recipient of some much-deserved attention that night. She had no idea why and I wasn’t going to explain it.