Amanda and I were having a lot of sex. And that's an understatement.

We were doing it wherever and whenever we could - in the basement of our academic building after night classes had ended and students had left. In the back storage room of the university recreation center. In Amanda's apartment when her boyfriend was out at his night job. In my apartment after my girlfriend had left in the morning. I was living in a haze, everything was visceral, I felt Amanda constantly. The twitch of my cock beginning to stiffen. The sweat on my brow. The ache in my shoulders. I wanted to be in bed, naked, with her, all the time. She and I had done everything: I had put loads of cum into her pussy, down her throat, up her ass. She had cum on my face, into my hands, around my cock. We even had a couple of late night meetups with Tina for threesomes. Tina was so good at keeping secrets.

After a few weeks of this, Amanda and I decided to go public. Sneaking around and fucking on the down-low was exciting but we were running out of hiding places and weary of the lies. So we arranged a double date - Amanda with her boyfriend Sam would meet me and my girlfriend Hannah for dinner, and we would share everything.

Hannah and I got to the restaurant first and ordered drinks. I was nervous and trembling slightly but Hannah didn't notice. She was smiling, rosy cheeked, still flushed a bit from the sex we had had as we showered and got ready for the night out. I should tell you - Hannah was a great fuck. She loved to lay back and take whatever I could give her. She had large breasts and a curvy body and she would always so warmly wrap her legs around me as I moved in and out of her. She just wasn't adventurous like Amanda, nor as cock-hungry, and not nearly as horny. On a good week Hannah wanted me every other night. But Amanda wanted me every day. And every night. And anytime we could get it in between.

Amanda had told me that Sam was a lot like Hannah. Maybe worse in a lot of ways. Sam had trouble getting and staying hard, and was shy about eating pussy. Amanda said once: "I have no idea why I'm with him. I guess we've just been together so long it doesn't even matter any more." They had started dating in high school, twelve years earlier. Their sessions could get tortured - Amanda would have to suck his cock for a while to get him hard enough to fuck, and then suck his cock again later to help him finish. She was ready to be done with him.

I wasn't so keen on ending things with Hannah but I couldn't keep lying to her about what Amanda and I were doing. I truly did not know how she might take the news. We had been together almost two years but it wasn't always easy. We fought a lot and had long periods with little contact and zero sex. At times it had been exhausting, and I knew she was just as frustrated with me some times as I was with her. Maybe we needed to end things. This is the rationalization I gave myself for all the cheating with Amanda - that maybe breaking up with Hannah was inevitable.

So Hannah and I sat there for a while with our drinks, talking a little, as I sweated out the wait. Hannah had done herself up beautifully - hair and makeup on point and wearing a low cut v-neck tshirt and jeans. Her cleavage looked fabulous and she was wearing a heart-shaped necklace that fell just above the shadow between her breasts. If I'm being honest she looked incredibly fuckable - perhaps more so than ever. My cock hardened as I sipped my beer and looked at her.

Not long after we arrived, Amanda and Sam walked in. I had a moment of real empathy for Sam. He was wearing a backwards baseball hat, a loose brown sweater, and dark grey corduroys. He had his hands jammed into his pockets and although he looked up and smiled at us, saying hi, he quickly looked back down at the floor and shuffled into the booth. He was sitting across from Hannah.

Amanda, on the other hand, was a stark contrast. She was wearing a pink shirt and light blue jeans and her light brown hair was back in a high ponytail, giving full view of her wide smile and bright eyes. She went light on the makeup and her natural beauty was shining through. I noticed that she hadn't attempted to cover up the bruise from the hickey I had given her, low on her neck, and I wondered whether Sam had seen it or asked about it. That was my mark. Not his.

"Hey," she said, sliding into the booth. She was facing me. She looked at Hannah. "Been a while girl, how you been?"

Hannah grinned. "I know, right? Crazy how busy things can get. I've been good, you?"

"I've been great." Amanda looked at me. "Amazing, actually." I felt her foot against the side of my leg.

The waiter came by and both Sam and Amanda ordered drinks. They came quickly.

"Let's make a toast," I said.

"Go for it!" Amanda said.

"To all of us," I said theatrically. "To old friends and new business, to silver linings, to making lemonade from lemons." I sounded dumb. I was trying to make a point. It would make sense to Hannah eventually - I hoped. Amanda knew what I meant and laughed. We all said cheers and drank.

I felt Amanda's foot pressing against me and I knew she wanted to get right to it. I raised my eyebrows at her and she nodded.

"You guys, Amanda and I have to tell you something." I could barely get the words out. I looked at Hannah and saw that she instantly knew - or thought she knew - what I was going to say. I glanced at Sam and he was just staring into his beer. This wasn't going to be easy.

***

Indeed - it had not been easy at all, and things got very bad before they got better. We sat at the restaurant for hours in that booth; thank goodness it was in the back of the dining room and afforded us some privacy because there was a lot of ugly crying and anger. At one point I was afraid Hannah was going to slap me. I have no idea how we all managed to get through that conversation but somehow by the time the waitress dropped the check on the table the tears had dried and we were figuring out how we wanted to travel to our place.

Sam decided he wanted to have the car close by so he drove, but Amanda walked with me and Hannah the three short blocks to our apartment.

"What are we even doing," she breathed.

Hannah looked at her, half smiling, half disconcerted, shaking her head.

I could barely walk, my cock was so hard. I looked down at the bulge pressing against the front of my jeans. When I looked back up, Amanda had her hand centered lightly in the small of Hannah's back, and they were both smiling. We came to the entrance to our courtyard, and they passed laughing through the gate.

By the time I got to the door of the apartment, the lights were already on and dimmed in the bedroom. I moved through and left the door cracked behind me so Sam could know to come in. When I made it to the doorway of the bedroom, I saw that Hannah and Amanda were already on the bed. Each was sitting cross-legged, and they were looking at each other and smiling. I stayed on the threshold.

Slowly, Hannah raised her arm and touched Amanda's cheek. She stroked it and then began stroking her hair. Amanda reached up and took Hannah's wrist and guided her hand down to her neck, then her chest, and then her breast. Hannah's hand seem instinctively to cup around Amanda's firm tit through her shirt, her thumb moving to where the nipple would be. Amanda closed her eyes and sighed, and pursed her lips.

Hannah leaned in and kissed Amanda lightly. Within moments, they had removed each other's shirts and bras and were kissing deeply.

Behind me, I could hear Sam entering the apartment. I reached down and felt my cock - hard as a rock. I wondered how Sam would react to the scene. Hannah now had her hands on Amanda's breasts.

I sensed Sam behind me. He put his hand on my shoulder. "Holy shit," he whispered. His touch was odd. I still was counting my lucky stars he hadn't decked me at dinner. He certainly had the right to. I just nodded. "Yup."

Amanda was on her back now and Hannah was on top of her, licking and sucking on her nipples while Amanda moaned and writhed under her. She was slowly wriggling out of her pants, too.

I have seen a lot of hot things. But this was among the hottest.

Amanda was out of her pants and had her legs spread wide. Hannah was moving down her torso, licking and sliding her tongue around Amanda's bellybutton, her hands now on Amanda's inner thighs. She pressed down and back and leaned her face into the gap between them. Amanda gasped and I looked closely and Hannah had her mouth on Amanda's pussy, working it hard. Amanda had her hands on Hannah's head and her own back was arched as she gasped, moaned, and then grunted out a loud, deep-throated orgasm.

Hannah looked up and looked around, seeming not to believe what had happened. She caught my gaze - my jaw was hanging open and I was probably drooling, I had been watching them completely mesmerized. Sam's hand was still on my shoulder but he was moving. I turned to look and he had his cock out, stroking. Hannah noticed too and grinned.

"That was amazing," Amanda said. She was running her fingers through Hannah's hair.

Hannah smiled and gestured to Sam. "No wonder you needed my man's dick," she said, and laughed out loud. Amanda joined her.

I looked again and noticed how small Sam's cock was. Sam didn't seem to care what was happening. He took a few steps towards the bed, pumped a couple more times, and popped a light load onto Hannah's shoulder.

Amanda started laughing and Hannah looked disgusted. "What the fuck, Sam!" she yelled. Amanda leaned over and licked the cum off her. Hannah smiled. "Alright, whatever," she mumbled.

"That was all incredibly hot," I said. "As you can see, I was into it." I dropped my pants and boxers and let my swollen cock stand out straight.

"Hell ya," said Amanda as she reached out to grab it. I saw a quick look of shock flash on Hannah's face. Amanda turned to look at her. "You want to do this?" she asked.

Hannah slid towards me, stood, and removed her jeans and panties. She knelt in front of me and opened her mouth as Amanda guided my cock towards her. The feeling of Amanda's fingers wrapped around my dick as Hannah's warm, wet lips wrapped around it was incredible. Hannah started licking and sucking and Amanda moved her hand to my balls and started gently massaging them.

I glanced over at Sam. He was still holding his dick, stroking slowly, maybe trying to get himself hard again with what he was seeing. Hannah and Amanda, completely naked, Amanda flushed from the orgasm Hannah gave her, both focused completely on me. I caught his gaze and smirked.

Honestly, I never really liked Sam very much. I was glad he was watching this. When he saw me smirk he looked away. I put one hand on his girlfriend's head and one hand on my girlfriend's head, closed my eyes, and let him watch me enjoy myself.

After a few minutes of terrific head from Hannah, I gently eased my throbbing cock out of her mouth and pointed to the bed. She stood and climbed on, lying back and spreading her legs. I shook my head. "Not that, not yet," I said, and gestured for Amanda to get on the bed too.

Amanda knew what I wanted. She lay down flat on her back, legs wide, and invited me in.

"Ride her face," I told Hannah. She was game, and quickly straddled Amanda, slowly lowering her dripping pussy down to Amanda's open mouth. Amanda began licking Hannah's pussy lips, eagerly and hungrily.

I moved closer to Amanda and grabbed her ankles. "Sam, pay attention," I ordered. "This is how your girl likes it." I plunged my cock deep into Amanda and she gasped and moaned. As I pounded, I thought I heard Sam whimpering so I took a look. He was indeed whimpering, maybe even lightly sobbing, but he was completely naked now and playing with his little dick again.

Seeing Hannah grind on Amanda's face and hearing her grunt and gasp as she approached orgasm was keeping me hard as a rock as I pumped Amanda's pussy. It was feeling so good. I could feel the distant tingles of climax so I slowed down a bit and pulled my cock out all the way to show Sam.

"Check it out Sam," I said. "Got your girlfriend's juices all over me." Sam was rubbing his little cock and staring intently at Amanda's pussy.

"I want to eat her pussy," he said.

"Chill," I told him. "Not just now." I leaned over and kissed her wet box and then resumed the pounding. By this point Hannah was getting loud. She had her hands on her tits and was rubbing them slowly as she rocked her lower body over Amanda's face. Amanda had her hands up on Hannah's thighs as she licked, sucked, and mouthed Hannah's pussy. Her belly was taut and her perfect B cups were gently bouncing with her movements. It was getting more and more difficult to hold off on my orgasm.

"Where should I put it, Amanda?" I was hoping she would want it in the pussy. Hannah opened her eyes and looked down, waiting on the answer.

"Just a minute," Amanda said. She moved her hands so that she could put a thumb on Hannah's clit. She rubbed lightly, Hannah's eyes rolled back as she gasped, and we all watched as Hannah's body quaked with orgasm. I saw some juices pop onto Amanda's face.

Amanda sat up and said, "Sam, get over here." My cock was now exposed again, wet and throbbing.

Sam came over from the corner.

"On your knees," Amanda ordered.

He dropped to his knees.

Amanda put her mouth on my cock, sucked it clean, and then grabbed it in her hand. She stroked me a few times and I couldn't hold back any more - I came in a huge burst and sprayed rope after rope onto Sam's face.

Amanda giggled, and Hannah covered her mouth to stifle a giggle of her own. I just felt spent as I looked down at my slowly softening cock. I took a deep breath and sat down on the bed next to Hannah. Sam was still. Like he was waiting for something to happen.

Amanda finally stopped laughing, reached out and rubbed my cum all over Sam's face. "We're done, Sam."

Sam looked at her.

"Get the fuck out."

Sam quietly stood, dressed, and left.

I lay back on the bed and sighed. Amanda and Hannah curled up on either side. I could feel the heat and the dampness radiating from their pussies against my thighs. Hannah reached over and cupped my ball sack. Amanda put her hand on my cock and kissed me deeply.

"Again?" she smiled.