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I was curious. I had guaranteed Rachel, a student in my college class, an excellent passing grade in exchange for some outside-the-classroom fun. Rachel’s apartment was just across the street from the community college where I was an adjunct professor. I passed Rachel’s roommate, who was on her way into the apartment from where I had left Rachel, naked on her couch and hopefully, well satisfied.
I was curious to know how Rachel might’ve explained her state of nakedness and my departure from the apartment.
Rachel made a late entry into the classroom and took up her usual back row seat. As the big hand on the classroom clocked inched towards noon, I dismissed the class. Rachel took her time putting away her note tablet as the classroom emptied.
Rachel made her way to the front of the classroom as it emptied out. She leaned against the lectern as the last student filed out of the classroom door
“Are we OK?” I asked.
“Oh yeah,” she replied. “I couldn’t get you off my mind all weekend.”
I was happy to hear that I was on her mind.
“Did your roommate say anything?” I asked.
“My roommate? Rachel asked.
I told her that I had seen her roommate passed me on the stairs as I was leaving.
“No, she didn’t say anything,” Rachel replied, “But don’t worry, she is totally cool.”
“And cute,” I added.
“Yes, she is,” Rachel replied.
“Does she have a boyfriend?” I asked.
“No,” Rachel responded.
“She should,” I replied.
I waited to see how Rachel might respond to my inquiries about her roommate.
“I’m guessing,” Rachel remarked, “You kind of like her.”
I couldn’t deny the obvious.
“She’s not into guys,” Rachel remarked.
“That’s a shame,” I replied, “Because she is a hottie.”
“Tell me about it,” Rachel replied, “I have to live with her.”
I packed my lecture notes in my bag.
“Do you want to come over and fool around a little?” Rachel asked. I had to pass on her offer, because I had a lot of papers to grade.
“I’m thinking to host a private party on Friday night,” Rachel said. “You should come by.”
I had to think of a good excuse to be gone from the house on a Friday night, but as luck would have it, my lovely wife decided she was going to visit her elderly mother for the weekend. She asked if I wanted to go along, but I hadn’t done so in years. When I declined, she was perfectly fine with me not tagging along, as she and her mother were going shopping. My wife knew I hated shopping.
I tapped on the apartment door about seven and Rachel’s roommate answered the door. She was dressed in a wraparound towel and her dark-colored hair was wet.
“I’m sorry,” I quickly apologized upon seeing her. “Rachel asked me to come by. I can come back.”
“No, no, no,” she replied, motioning for me to enter. I stepped into the apartment.
“Hi, I’m Cassie,” said Rachel’s roommate as she extended her hand, her other hand stretching across her chest and holding on to the towel wrapped tightly around her body.
I introduced myself and took a seat on the couch. I assumed Rachel was either in the shower or her bedroom.
Cassie plopped down on the seat next to me, a brush in hand, pulling it through the tangles of her hair. I did my best to avoid staring at her cleavage. I introduced myself and told her that Cassie was a student in on eof my classes.
"Oh cool!" Rachel remarked. "A professor!"
Cassie was an economics major and like Rachel, was very outgoing. I joked about falling into the safety and risk management profession after failing at animal husbandry, mainly because I was more into girls than guys. Cassie laughed.
“Not into farm animals, huh?” Cassie remarked.
“Oh, I like animals,” I replied, adding with a wink, “Your roommate is one.”
“Yes, she is,” Cassie replied, “especially when she gets tipsy.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” I replied.
Cassie put her hand on my thigh.
“Do you want a drink?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
Cassie offered me a choice of several beers and several liquors. I settled on the Jägermeister and a beer. It didn’t take much for me to start feeling buzzed as we sat and chatted. I wondered what was taking Rachel so long.
“Oh, she won’t be here until after she gets off work at eleven,” Cassie replied, once again placing her hand on my upper thigh.
"I thought she was here," I replied. I pulled out my phone and looked at it. It was about seven forty-five.
“Maybe I should come back,” I remarked.
“No, no, no,” Cassie intoned, rubbing her hand on my thigh, “I’m having a good time, please don’t leave.”
Cassie's rubbing on my leg had caused me to get a pretty good hard-on. She wasn’t making it easy for me to feel comfortable. Her wrap around towel kept coming loose, especially when she would reach to the coffee table, for her beer or to pour another shot.
I leaned back on the couch and stretched my hands out over my head.
“I’m getting buzzed,” I remarked.
“That’s not all you’re getting,” Cassie remarked, taking note of the bulge in my pants, as she slid her hand over my erection and giving my cock a quick squeeze.
“That’s not my fault,” I replied.
“Oh wow!” Cassie exclaimed, as she felt the thickness of my cock through the fabric of my jeans. “You’ve got quite a tool down there.”
There was no turning back. I unfastened my belt and the snap to my trousers. I pushed my hand into my pants to rearrange things.
“Do we need some help?” Cassie asked.
“Whatever you want to do,” I responded.
Cassie smiled. She gently reached over and unzipped my trousers, then pushed her hand into my underwear to feel for my nine and half inch steel rod. I arched my back and Cassie pulled my pants and boxer shorts down, as my cock sprang free, arching upwards towards my lower abdomen.
“Oh wow!” Cassie remarked, spying my uncircumcised cock. Cassie didn’t waste any time going for the prize. As her hand and head bobbed up and down on the length of my shaft, I slipped my hand into the part of her wrap-around towel and on to her inner thigh. I worked my way past her golden honey pot, separating the opening until the towel parted enough for me to see just how gorgeous of a body she had. She made no attempt to recover, focusing on the task at hand. I pulled her long brown hair back over her shoulder and held it out of the way as she worked on my cock.
“I’m going to cum,” I remarked.
Cassie didn’t seem to care. I shot my first spurt straight down the back of her throat, which was quickly followed by a second spurt and then a massive third one. Cassie took it all in, not even flinching. A small portion leaked from her mouth and she quickly cleaned it up with a finger, slipping the remnants of the spillage, back into her mouth and swallowing it.
Cassie used her towel to clean me up, wiping me clean of her saliva and the remnants of my manhood. She then took a swig from the Jägermeister bottle. We were both pretty buzzed.
“Something tells me,” Cassie remarked, “that you probably would like to take a shower.”
I stumbled into the bathroom and stripped naked as Cassie collapsed naked on her bed, a few feet away. The hot water felt good on my body and it didn’t take long for the blood flow to return to my private parts. I stepped out of the shower and toweled off. I wrapped the towel around me and peered into the bedroom.
Cassie was nowhere to be seen. I stepped into the living room and looked around. I could hear Cassie talking with someone in the kitchen. My heart practically skipped a beat when I realized it was Rachel. Although they were whispering, I could hear Cassie apologizing to Rachel.
“Nothing has happened,” Cassie remarked, “I promise.”
“So why are you apologizing, if nothing has happened?” Rachel asked.
“Because,” Cassie responded, “I’m drunk and I find you incredibly sexy and I want to kiss you.”
An awkward moment of silence followed. I wanted to yell out “Kiss her!” but I didn’t dare.
After a few more moments, I could hardly stand the silence. I started to peer around the corner, but then I saw Cassie, leading Rachel to the couch, holding her hand. Through a reflection in a mirror, I saw Cassie sit down on the couch and then watched as she leaned over and gently kissed Rachel, thrusting her tongue down Rachel’s throat. Rachel slipped her hand around Cassie’s neck and the two of them exchanged saliva for the longest time. Rachel spied the Jägermeister bottle on the table, reached over and took a large swig from the bottle. She coughed and turned red after taking a large swig.
“Be careful,” Cassie warned, “I wouldn’t want you to get drunk.”
In the hallway mirror, I could see Cassie run her hand up under Rachel’s shirt. Rachel pulled her shirt off and silently unsnapped her bra.
“I love your tits,” Cassie whispered, running her hands over Rachel’s boobs.
“Yours are better,” Rachel replied. Cassie loosened her bath towel and allowed it to fall into her lap, her 38d cup boobs spilling forth. Rachel cupped Cassie’s breasts and lightly teased her rock hard nipples. Cassie closed her eyes and hummed as Rachel gently ran her fingers over her roommate’s exposed mammaries.
Cassie stood up, allowing her bath towel to fall to the floor. She pulled Rachel into a standing position, slipping her hands around her roommate’s waist. She pressed her naked body against her roommate, pulling her into a tight embrace, as they continued to kiss.
“I like you kisses,” Rachel whispered.
“I like yours as well,” Cassie responded, slipping her hands down to her roommate’s jeans. In an instant, Cassie stripped Rachel of her jeans and her pink panties, pushing her back onto the couch. Cassie positioned herself between Rachel’s legs, pressing herself against her roommate.
The sight of these two young ladies exploring each other’s nakedness was almost more than I could stand. My cock was rock hard. I leaned against the hallway wall and started stroking myself, as I listened to the sounds of love-making coming from the living room.
I could hear Cassie whisper, “Have you ever done a threesome?”
“No,” Rachel replied, as she looked up from sucking on Cassie’s breasts.
“Would you?” Cassie pressed.
“Like, do you have someone in mind?” Rachel inquired before adding, “I don’t know if I could share you.”
Cassie laughed, as she ran her fingers through Rachel’s long hair.
“Oh, I bet we could find a willing participant,” Cassie remarked. “We could tag team him.”
“Do you think he could handle two of us?” Rachel replied
“I think your professor could,” Cassie remarked.
“I don’t know if he would be willing,” Rachel remarked.
“Why don’t you just ask him?” Cassie responded.
“I might have to,” Rachel replied, as she returned her attention to Cassie’s breasts.
“Why don’t you ask him, right now?” Cassie pressed.
“He’s due to come over at eleven,” Rachel replied, “We can tag team him and see how he responds.”
Cassie stayed quiet for a few seconds, as Rachel worked her way up to Cassie’s neck, planting kisses on her.
“He’s in the bedroom,” Cassie remarked, “He got here a bit early, we shared a couple of shots, he got wasted, so I put him in the bedroom.”
“No you didn’t!” Rachel replied.
I froze. I was not only busted, but I was caught. I made a hasty retreat to the bedroom and plopped down on the bed, pretending to be passed out. I could tell when the door opened because a beam of light splashed across myself and the room.
Cassie crawled naked onto the bed beside me, and Rachel followed.
“See,” Rachel remarked, “He is passed out.”
Cassie rolled me over onto my back as I pretended to be passed out. I opened my eyes and smiled.
“I see you like to party,” Cassie remarked, looking down as me as she knelt beside me on the bed. She leaned forward and gently placed a light kiss on my lips as she placed a hand square onto the middle of my chest.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, “It was the Jägermeister.”
Cassie slipped her hand down to the leading edge of the towel I had wrapped around my waist and then into the part of the towel, feeling for my manhood.
“Someone is a bit horny,” Cassie whispered as she felt my erection. She pulled on the towel, opening it to expose my manhood.
Rachel wasted no time slipping her hand onto my swollen cock. Cassie planted her knees on either side of my torso and her pussy right on my chest, as she looked down at me.
“Can you handle two of us?” Cassie asked as she leaned forward, her hands slipping onto my shoulders, her breasts pressing against me and right in my face. I licked her nipples and said, “Yes.”
I could feel the warmth of Rachel’s hot breath as she hovered over my cock. Rachel sipped her lips over the end of my nine and half inch cock and began to work her magic. Cassie scooted her body lower as she pressed herself against me. Rachel relocated to my left, kneeling beside myself and Cassie. She grabbed Cassie’s head and I watched as Rachel thrust her tongue down Cassie’s throat.
The tip of my cock was right at the entry to Cassie’s pussy. Cassie reached between her legs and positioned my cock for entry into her tight little pussy. As I slipped into her, she shuddered. I could feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on the shaft of my cock. Our pelvis bones crashed into each other.
Rachel tossed a leg over my head, her pussy a scant few inches from my face. Rachel lowered herself onto my face and I used my tongue to explore the outer confines of her pussy, even as Cassie rocked back and forth, with my cock buried deep inside of her. Rachel grabbed Cassie’s hands and placed them on her breasts. They were locked in a soulful and passionate kiss when I exploded inside of Cassie. I was in heaven!
Cassie fell off to my side. Rachel wasted no time in grabbing my cock and stuffing it on her mouth, even as Cassie lie next to us, her hands balled up into fists, and her body still convulsing. I had a perfect shot of Rachel’s starfish and pussy as she worked on my cock and I on her pussy.
Rachel’s oral skills were superb and it didn’t take much for me to gain back half my erection. Rachel re-positioned herself astraddle my hips and shoved my cock into her pussy, riding me like I was some type of horse, her hands pressing into my chest. She bit down on her lower lip and exclaimed,
“I’m cuming- oh! my! Gawd! I’m cuming!!”
Her entire body shook as a massive orgasm shot through her. She stopped only momentarily then resumed grinding against me, my cock buried deep inside of her. I managed a second small spurt, but nothing more. I was all of juice.
Rachel slipped off of me and on to my side. She laid her head on my chest and looked over at Cassie, who looked back at her roommate across my chest.
“Did you cum?” Cassie asked.
“Oh yeah!” Cassie responded. “Did you?”
“Three or four times,” Rachel responded. “I’m still feeling it.”
Cassie pulled herself up closer to me and smiled.
“What do you think? Cassie asked.
“You’ve got your passing grade and then some,” I replied.
Rachel smiled.
“See,” Rachel remarked, lightly stroking her roommate’s head, running her fingers through her hair,
“I told you that you’d pass that class.”
“Yes, you did,” Cassie responded. “I guess I owe you.”
“I’ll collect later,” Rachel replied.
“I know you will,” Cassie responded with a smile, adding, “I can’t wait.”
I was curious to know how Rachel might’ve explained her state of nakedness and my departure from the apartment.
Rachel made a late entry into the classroom and took up her usual back row seat. As the big hand on the classroom clocked inched towards noon, I dismissed the class. Rachel took her time putting away her note tablet as the classroom emptied.
Rachel made her way to the front of the classroom as it emptied out. She leaned against the lectern as the last student filed out of the classroom door
“Are we OK?” I asked.
“Oh yeah,” she replied. “I couldn’t get you off my mind all weekend.”
I was happy to hear that I was on her mind.
“Did your roommate say anything?” I asked.
“My roommate? Rachel asked.
I told her that I had seen her roommate passed me on the stairs as I was leaving.
“No, she didn’t say anything,” Rachel replied, “But don’t worry, she is totally cool.”
“And cute,” I added.
“Yes, she is,” Rachel replied.
“Does she have a boyfriend?” I asked.
“No,” Rachel responded.
“She should,” I replied.
I waited to see how Rachel might respond to my inquiries about her roommate.
“I’m guessing,” Rachel remarked, “You kind of like her.”
I couldn’t deny the obvious.
“She’s not into guys,” Rachel remarked.
“That’s a shame,” I replied, “Because she is a hottie.”
“Tell me about it,” Rachel replied, “I have to live with her.”
I packed my lecture notes in my bag.
“Do you want to come over and fool around a little?” Rachel asked. I had to pass on her offer, because I had a lot of papers to grade.
“I’m thinking to host a private party on Friday night,” Rachel said. “You should come by.”
I had to think of a good excuse to be gone from the house on a Friday night, but as luck would have it, my lovely wife decided she was going to visit her elderly mother for the weekend. She asked if I wanted to go along, but I hadn’t done so in years. When I declined, she was perfectly fine with me not tagging along, as she and her mother were going shopping. My wife knew I hated shopping.
I tapped on the apartment door about seven and Rachel’s roommate answered the door. She was dressed in a wraparound towel and her dark-colored hair was wet.
“I’m sorry,” I quickly apologized upon seeing her. “Rachel asked me to come by. I can come back.”
“No, no, no,” she replied, motioning for me to enter. I stepped into the apartment.
“Hi, I’m Cassie,” said Rachel’s roommate as she extended her hand, her other hand stretching across her chest and holding on to the towel wrapped tightly around her body.
I introduced myself and took a seat on the couch. I assumed Rachel was either in the shower or her bedroom.
Cassie plopped down on the seat next to me, a brush in hand, pulling it through the tangles of her hair. I did my best to avoid staring at her cleavage. I introduced myself and told her that Cassie was a student in on eof my classes.
"Oh cool!" Rachel remarked. "A professor!"
Cassie was an economics major and like Rachel, was very outgoing. I joked about falling into the safety and risk management profession after failing at animal husbandry, mainly because I was more into girls than guys. Cassie laughed.
“Not into farm animals, huh?” Cassie remarked.
“Oh, I like animals,” I replied, adding with a wink, “Your roommate is one.”
“Yes, she is,” Cassie replied, “especially when she gets tipsy.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” I replied.
Cassie put her hand on my thigh.
“Do you want a drink?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
Cassie offered me a choice of several beers and several liquors. I settled on the Jägermeister and a beer. It didn’t take much for me to start feeling buzzed as we sat and chatted. I wondered what was taking Rachel so long.
“Oh, she won’t be here until after she gets off work at eleven,” Cassie replied, once again placing her hand on my upper thigh.
"I thought she was here," I replied. I pulled out my phone and looked at it. It was about seven forty-five.
“Maybe I should come back,” I remarked.
“No, no, no,” Cassie intoned, rubbing her hand on my thigh, “I’m having a good time, please don’t leave.”
Cassie's rubbing on my leg had caused me to get a pretty good hard-on. She wasn’t making it easy for me to feel comfortable. Her wrap around towel kept coming loose, especially when she would reach to the coffee table, for her beer or to pour another shot.
I leaned back on the couch and stretched my hands out over my head.
“I’m getting buzzed,” I remarked.
“That’s not all you’re getting,” Cassie remarked, taking note of the bulge in my pants, as she slid her hand over my erection and giving my cock a quick squeeze.
“That’s not my fault,” I replied.
“Oh wow!” Cassie exclaimed, as she felt the thickness of my cock through the fabric of my jeans. “You’ve got quite a tool down there.”
There was no turning back. I unfastened my belt and the snap to my trousers. I pushed my hand into my pants to rearrange things.
“Do we need some help?” Cassie asked.
“Whatever you want to do,” I responded.
Cassie smiled. She gently reached over and unzipped my trousers, then pushed her hand into my underwear to feel for my nine and half inch steel rod. I arched my back and Cassie pulled my pants and boxer shorts down, as my cock sprang free, arching upwards towards my lower abdomen.
“Oh wow!” Cassie remarked, spying my uncircumcised cock. Cassie didn’t waste any time going for the prize. As her hand and head bobbed up and down on the length of my shaft, I slipped my hand into the part of her wrap-around towel and on to her inner thigh. I worked my way past her golden honey pot, separating the opening until the towel parted enough for me to see just how gorgeous of a body she had. She made no attempt to recover, focusing on the task at hand. I pulled her long brown hair back over her shoulder and held it out of the way as she worked on my cock.
“I’m going to cum,” I remarked.
Cassie didn’t seem to care. I shot my first spurt straight down the back of her throat, which was quickly followed by a second spurt and then a massive third one. Cassie took it all in, not even flinching. A small portion leaked from her mouth and she quickly cleaned it up with a finger, slipping the remnants of the spillage, back into her mouth and swallowing it.
Cassie used her towel to clean me up, wiping me clean of her saliva and the remnants of my manhood. She then took a swig from the Jägermeister bottle. We were both pretty buzzed.
“Something tells me,” Cassie remarked, “that you probably would like to take a shower.”
I stumbled into the bathroom and stripped naked as Cassie collapsed naked on her bed, a few feet away. The hot water felt good on my body and it didn’t take long for the blood flow to return to my private parts. I stepped out of the shower and toweled off. I wrapped the towel around me and peered into the bedroom.
Cassie was nowhere to be seen. I stepped into the living room and looked around. I could hear Cassie talking with someone in the kitchen. My heart practically skipped a beat when I realized it was Rachel. Although they were whispering, I could hear Cassie apologizing to Rachel.
“Nothing has happened,” Cassie remarked, “I promise.”
“So why are you apologizing, if nothing has happened?” Rachel asked.
“Because,” Cassie responded, “I’m drunk and I find you incredibly sexy and I want to kiss you.”
An awkward moment of silence followed. I wanted to yell out “Kiss her!” but I didn’t dare.
After a few more moments, I could hardly stand the silence. I started to peer around the corner, but then I saw Cassie, leading Rachel to the couch, holding her hand. Through a reflection in a mirror, I saw Cassie sit down on the couch and then watched as she leaned over and gently kissed Rachel, thrusting her tongue down Rachel’s throat. Rachel slipped her hand around Cassie’s neck and the two of them exchanged saliva for the longest time. Rachel spied the Jägermeister bottle on the table, reached over and took a large swig from the bottle. She coughed and turned red after taking a large swig.
“Be careful,” Cassie warned, “I wouldn’t want you to get drunk.”
In the hallway mirror, I could see Cassie run her hand up under Rachel’s shirt. Rachel pulled her shirt off and silently unsnapped her bra.
“I love your tits,” Cassie whispered, running her hands over Rachel’s boobs.
“Yours are better,” Rachel replied. Cassie loosened her bath towel and allowed it to fall into her lap, her 38d cup boobs spilling forth. Rachel cupped Cassie’s breasts and lightly teased her rock hard nipples. Cassie closed her eyes and hummed as Rachel gently ran her fingers over her roommate’s exposed mammaries.
Cassie stood up, allowing her bath towel to fall to the floor. She pulled Rachel into a standing position, slipping her hands around her roommate’s waist. She pressed her naked body against her roommate, pulling her into a tight embrace, as they continued to kiss.
“I like you kisses,” Rachel whispered.
“I like yours as well,” Cassie responded, slipping her hands down to her roommate’s jeans. In an instant, Cassie stripped Rachel of her jeans and her pink panties, pushing her back onto the couch. Cassie positioned herself between Rachel’s legs, pressing herself against her roommate.
The sight of these two young ladies exploring each other’s nakedness was almost more than I could stand. My cock was rock hard. I leaned against the hallway wall and started stroking myself, as I listened to the sounds of love-making coming from the living room.
I could hear Cassie whisper, “Have you ever done a threesome?”
“No,” Rachel replied, as she looked up from sucking on Cassie’s breasts.
“Would you?” Cassie pressed.
“Like, do you have someone in mind?” Rachel inquired before adding, “I don’t know if I could share you.”
Cassie laughed, as she ran her fingers through Rachel’s long hair.
“Oh, I bet we could find a willing participant,” Cassie remarked. “We could tag team him.”
“Do you think he could handle two of us?” Rachel replied
“I think your professor could,” Cassie remarked.
“I don’t know if he would be willing,” Rachel remarked.
“Why don’t you just ask him?” Cassie responded.
“I might have to,” Rachel replied, as she returned her attention to Cassie’s breasts.
“Why don’t you ask him, right now?” Cassie pressed.
“He’s due to come over at eleven,” Rachel replied, “We can tag team him and see how he responds.”
Cassie stayed quiet for a few seconds, as Rachel worked her way up to Cassie’s neck, planting kisses on her.
“He’s in the bedroom,” Cassie remarked, “He got here a bit early, we shared a couple of shots, he got wasted, so I put him in the bedroom.”
“No you didn’t!” Rachel replied.
I froze. I was not only busted, but I was caught. I made a hasty retreat to the bedroom and plopped down on the bed, pretending to be passed out. I could tell when the door opened because a beam of light splashed across myself and the room.
Cassie crawled naked onto the bed beside me, and Rachel followed.
“See,” Rachel remarked, “He is passed out.”
Cassie rolled me over onto my back as I pretended to be passed out. I opened my eyes and smiled.
“I see you like to party,” Cassie remarked, looking down as me as she knelt beside me on the bed. She leaned forward and gently placed a light kiss on my lips as she placed a hand square onto the middle of my chest.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, “It was the Jägermeister.”
Cassie slipped her hand down to the leading edge of the towel I had wrapped around my waist and then into the part of the towel, feeling for my manhood.
“Someone is a bit horny,” Cassie whispered as she felt my erection. She pulled on the towel, opening it to expose my manhood.
Rachel wasted no time slipping her hand onto my swollen cock. Cassie planted her knees on either side of my torso and her pussy right on my chest, as she looked down at me.
“Can you handle two of us?” Cassie asked as she leaned forward, her hands slipping onto my shoulders, her breasts pressing against me and right in my face. I licked her nipples and said, “Yes.”
I could feel the warmth of Rachel’s hot breath as she hovered over my cock. Rachel sipped her lips over the end of my nine and half inch cock and began to work her magic. Cassie scooted her body lower as she pressed herself against me. Rachel relocated to my left, kneeling beside myself and Cassie. She grabbed Cassie’s head and I watched as Rachel thrust her tongue down Cassie’s throat.
The tip of my cock was right at the entry to Cassie’s pussy. Cassie reached between her legs and positioned my cock for entry into her tight little pussy. As I slipped into her, she shuddered. I could feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on the shaft of my cock. Our pelvis bones crashed into each other.
Rachel tossed a leg over my head, her pussy a scant few inches from my face. Rachel lowered herself onto my face and I used my tongue to explore the outer confines of her pussy, even as Cassie rocked back and forth, with my cock buried deep inside of her. Rachel grabbed Cassie’s hands and placed them on her breasts. They were locked in a soulful and passionate kiss when I exploded inside of Cassie. I was in heaven!
Cassie fell off to my side. Rachel wasted no time in grabbing my cock and stuffing it on her mouth, even as Cassie lie next to us, her hands balled up into fists, and her body still convulsing. I had a perfect shot of Rachel’s starfish and pussy as she worked on my cock and I on her pussy.
Rachel’s oral skills were superb and it didn’t take much for me to gain back half my erection. Rachel re-positioned herself astraddle my hips and shoved my cock into her pussy, riding me like I was some type of horse, her hands pressing into my chest. She bit down on her lower lip and exclaimed,
“I’m cuming- oh! my! Gawd! I’m cuming!!”
Her entire body shook as a massive orgasm shot through her. She stopped only momentarily then resumed grinding against me, my cock buried deep inside of her. I managed a second small spurt, but nothing more. I was all of juice.
Rachel slipped off of me and on to my side. She laid her head on my chest and looked over at Cassie, who looked back at her roommate across my chest.
“Did you cum?” Cassie asked.
“Oh yeah!” Cassie responded. “Did you?”
“Three or four times,” Rachel responded. “I’m still feeling it.”
Cassie pulled herself up closer to me and smiled.
“What do you think? Cassie asked.
“You’ve got your passing grade and then some,” I replied.
Rachel smiled.
“See,” Rachel remarked, lightly stroking her roommate’s head, running her fingers through her hair,
“I told you that you’d pass that class.”
“Yes, you did,” Cassie responded. “I guess I owe you.”
“I’ll collect later,” Rachel replied.
“I know you will,” Cassie responded with a smile, adding, “I can’t wait.”
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