After cleaning up from some morning phone sex, I joined my old friend Susan for a ride on the L Train to the Lincoln Park area of Chicago for brunch with her old college roommate, Sandy.
I told Susan about the talk with my wife and that Delaney and I agreed it was OK to have sex with other people as long as we were open about it and shared plenty of hot details.
“Well that certainly opens up all sort of opportunities, doesn’t it?” Susan said with a devilish grin as the train rattled and vibrated its way into the city.
Ever since Delaney and I talked (and I came in my pants listening to her cum over the phone) I’d been thinking about how I wanted to fuck Susan, who until last night had been nothing but a platonic friend. In the shower, my cock was begging for attention as the hot water splattered down on the sensitive head. And now, as we headed to see her lesbian friend Sandy, my carnal juices were stirring again.
Sandy is a former college volleyball All-American. Now she is a personal trainer and kept herself in top shape. She was more than 6 feet tall and slender. She had prominent thighs and hips, a muscle-bound V-shaped upper body with tiny A-cup breasts and bulging biceps. Her long legs ended at a perfectly round and tight ass that she displayed most often in short shorts or skin-tight leggings. She had long black hair, piercing black eyes and a cute, little-girl face that belied her thirty years.
I'd lustfully admired Sandy over the years, but knew she was gay, so I didn't let my fantasies go too far. Susan told me she and Sandy were lovers freshman year, but the sex part cooled off when Susan got married (to a guy) and Sandy concentrated on growing her business. They stayed close, emotionally and then physically when they both ended up in the Chicago area.
Over brunch at a historic hotel near The Loop, we caught up, laughed and drank mimosas and screwdrivers. I was lit and growing hornier by the moment as I watched these two women flirt and lightly touch one another in our corner booth.
"Why don't you two get a room?" I said jokingly.
Sandy didn't miss a beat. "Why do that when we can just go back to my place? My roommate is back home for the holidays."
We laughed, but my cock grew semi-hard in my boxers.
Back at Sandy's, it was time to turn on the football games and settle in. It was cold and windy outside so the gas logs in the fireplace were ignited and velour blankets came out. Hot spiked cider was a good dessert after the carb-heavy meal. We didn't really care about the games on TV, so we kept the sound down. It didn't take long before I fell asleep, warm and cozy on the overstuffed sectional that dominated Sandy's drafty old apartment.
"Ohh, damn," is the sound that awakened me from my afternoon nap. Sandy and Susan had left the sofa and were on the thick dark-colored area rug in the middle of the room. Naked. Side-by-side, licking each other. Moaning, pumping their hips, lapping pussy juice with talented tongues.
Unaware that I was awake, the two women were lost in passion. They softly groaned and grunted, sliding their mouths up and down their slits, rubbing their hands on their hips, massaging their fine asses, flexing their butts, their pinkish assholes winking at me. My cock was growing, surging with blood as I tossed the covers and slipped onto the floor myself, joining my friends, who were locked into a carnal connection that showed me just how much two women can please each other.
The fire, combined with my steaming arousal and the carnal activity before me, forced sweat from my pores.
"Ahh, Susie, that's so good," Sandy breathed, taking a break from the oral assault on Susan's twat. "You eat such a good pussy, it's ... ahh ... fuck. Keep doing it, baby." She pulled Susan's crotch back to her mouth, thrust her hips toward her lover and again buried her face in the blond wetness of Susan's crotch.
The two were breathing heavily, their chests rising and falling, the nipples erect on their small breasts.
I was like a kid in the candy store, wondering what treat to go after first. I shimmied out of my pants and boxer briefs, letting my rock-hard cock spring to attention in warm air. With my shirt tossed to the side, I was nude, my naked butt on the soft carpet. I reached down to massage my balls, a hint of precum seeping from the slit in my helmet head.
I stared at my best friend, Susan, as she lapped at the blacked-haired pussy of a star athlete. Susan’s ass was calling me, so I shimmied closer on my side and touched my dick to the crack of her butt.
“Mmm,” she murmured as she looked over shoulder at me, leaving Sandy’s lust-drenched pussy exposed to the air. “Does Tommy Boy want to play? Come up here, friend, come taste Sandy on my lips.”
The pile of hot naked bodies turned, and I found myself French kissing a woman who until yesterday was just a friend. Today, she is a fuck toy that tasted like pussy juice, and I was lost in lust. I felt a hand on my cock and was surprised to see it was Sandy. She smiled at me and slid her tight fist up and down my eight inches, the coarseness of her touch adding a touch of pain to the intense pleasure building inside my sex organs.
“Oh yeah, Tom,” she said. “I may be gay, but I know a beautiful cock when I see one and sometimes, I just have to touch it. Do you mind?”
Susan was biting on my left nipple as my hips thrust up to match Sandy’s beat. A grunt was all I could manage. The stirring in my testicles clouded my brain with lewd and lascivious thoughts. Susan moved her lips from my chest to Sandy's face and the two exchanged saliva. Sandy increased the speed of her beating on my cock and Susan spit on the head to give it some lubrication. I wouldn't last long under this attack from two hot women.
"Damn, girls," I managed to say. "Slow down or I'm gonna blow."
Sandy took her hand away from my cock as Susan buried her fingers in Sandy's hairy bush. I caught my breath and willed my balls to settle down. I heard the squishing sound coming from Susan's handiwork and Sandy let out a gasp.
"Oh, Susie baby, keep fingering me. Damn, that feels so good. I think I'm gonna cum," she cried. "Keep fucking me with your fingers, girl. Keep ..."
She fell from her knees onto her back, her legs spreading wide as Susan massaged her clitoris with one hand and teased a tiny nipple with the other. I pulled back to give Susan some room, as she positioned her face in her friend's crotch. As she dove in for a tasty snack, her lovely ass was positioned before me. My good friend. My confidant. I just had to fuck this woman who had been like a big sister to me.
"Ahh, shit," Sandy called. "Lick it you bitch. Eat my fucking pussy."
Susan was lost in her oral antics. I got behind her, my penis standing straight up near her ass cheeks. I rubbed her lovely globes, and my cock twitched. Susan pushed her ass back, knowing she was asking to be fucked by her good buddy. I did not want to disappoint her and push my cock lower, aiming right for her slick labia and the tunnel of love beyond. I had waited years for this. And finally, we were joined.
The room erupted in a chorus of cries.
"Ahhh, Tom. Your cock! Give me your cock," Susan said, taking a breath from Sandy's pussy.
"Oh baby," Sandy said. "Keep sucking me. Give me that tongue, I wanna cum on your face."
I groaned like an aroused bear and pushed my cock deep into Susan in a single thrust, kissing her cervix with my slick penis. Her cunt was slippery and velvety smooth. I hit the bottom of her canal and instinctively pulled back. In and out. In and out I went, grunting, moaning, aware that my orgasm was fast approaching. I marveled at my friend's great-looking ass, comparing it to my wife's that I'd seen from this very doggy-style angle many times. I looked over her body to see her face buried in Sandy's black-haired muff.
Sandy was lost in an orgasmic explosion, her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open and her lungs expelling a primal scream. Susan's face swung back and forth as her tongue lapped at her former roommate's privates. I felt privileged to watch the intimacy of these two women and to keep my cock buried deep inside the one I considered my best friend. The scene and the thrusting were too much. I was going to unload, and it was going to be huge.
"Fucking A," I called. "I'm going to shoot. Baby. Babies. I am going to cum." I grabbed Susan's hips and held myself as deep as I could go, but the girls had a different idea.
Susan pulled forward and my cock slipped from her pussy as she spun around. She got down next to Sandy and they both looked at me.
"Spray us, Tom," Susan said. "Give us that load. Hit us with that juice."
They were rubbing each other’s pussies in unison, humping, groaning. They kissed each other as the semen began to explode from my cock.
"Oh yes!" I said. "Here it comes. Take my fucking load."
And like a volcano, the cum burst forth, string after string of white gooey slime, hitting hips and boobs and bellies. I kept pumping, kept moaning, kept watching as the women massaged each other over the orgasmic edge.
"Ahh grr," Sandy cried. "It's coming baby girl, it's coming." She rocked her hips and lifted them off the floor as Susan stuck two and then three fingers as deep inside her as possible.
Susan was next and her squirting orgasm flooded the floor, darkening the carpet. Sandy slipped one of her legs into Susan's crotch and the two humped together, slick with cum and sweat. The last drops of my ball jelly fell to where their pussies met.
The three of us collapsed.
Catching our breath, Sandy was the first to speak.
"Damn, that's the most fun I've had with a boy in a long, long time. And Susan, why don't you and I do this more often?"
I stared up at the ceiling, my cock still surging and as hard as ever. Susan crawled on top of me and pulled my dick inside. She pushed her pussy down on me, fully impaling herself. She rested her chest on mine and looked over at Sandy.
"It's going to be a beautiful day, friends," she said. "A fucking beautiful day."
