Marc and I were friends all through college, and were both “late bloomers” in that we didn’t get much sex until junior year.

But then we both made up for lost time.

My “first” was Mona, who was also a virgin when we met. Once she got started, though, she turned into an insatiable ball-drainer. She was five-five, a redhead, with the sexiest lips, not to mention a wonderful body, which looked even better when she had a deep tan, as she often did. In bed she especially loved it when I went down on her; when she came, her head shook from side to side and she kept me locked between her legs.

Marc’s “breakthrough” babe, however, was something else. Ashley was a gorgeous brunette with an infectious laugh — and what a body! Lush hips, incredible tits. I knew she and Marc had lots of sex, but I didn’t know how good she was in bed because we really didn’t talk much about what we did with our girls.

Mona and Ashley were frequent visitors when Marc and I got an off-campus apartment senior year. Since they both had several roommates and liked to get away, the four of us often spent weekends together. We’d get a pizza and do kamikaze shots, then retreat to our rooms, drunk and horny, to fuck and suck the night away. Sometimes when I was with Mona I heard Ashley in Marc’s room moaning or laughing. How I wished I could get a night with her!

One Friday night Marc and I got a big surprise. We had partied hard that evening, and at the end Mona said she had something to ask. Looking at me, she said, “Honey, Ashley and I have a little request. It’s something we’ve wanted to try for a while now.”

Marc and I looked at each other. I said, “What’s up?”

“We’re all good friends, right? Just for tonight, we’d like to switch partners. Ashley really wants to suck your cock, and I want to see how Marc fucks.” She stopped and bit her lip nervously.

“Let us talk this over a minute,” I said, trying to keep my excitement from being too obvious. Marc and I went in my bedroom and practically hugged. I said, “What do you think, pal? Should we give it a try?”

“You better believe it!” he replied. Before we returned to the girls, Marc asked, “Is there anything Mona likes that I should know about?”

“Foreplay, man,” I said. “Start off with lots of kissing. Nibble her bottom lip and suck on her tongue. Then lick her from top to bottom. Suck her clit for all you’re worth. That’ll drive her crazy. What about Ashley?”

“Simple,” he said. “She just likes to be fucked good and hard. Sit her on your lap and play with her nipples while you shove your cock all the way in. She’ll get off like you won’t believe.”

I asked, “How’s she feel about going down on her?”

He said, “I’ve never done that too much.”

We rejoined the girls, and our big smiles told them they were in for quite a night. They asked us to wait a few minutes while they got ready. Ashley went in my room and Mona went in Marc’s. My rod was hard as steel.

After about ten minutes my bedroom door opened and Mona called for Marc. She had one of my bathrobes on, with who-knew-what? underneath. Marc went to her, and they closed the door behind them.

Then Ashley called out to me. Marc’s room smelled of sweet perfume. Ashley was also wearing a robe, but as soon as I closed the door, she took it off. She was wearing a lace thong with a flimsy matching bra that barely contained her tits. She was even sexier than I imagined.

I walked up to her, tilted her head and kissed her tenderly. After a minute she slid her tongue between my lips. I fondled her tits, first slowly, through her bra, then more vigorously underneath it. I caressed them and loved them. I moistened my fingers and twiddled her hard nipples. She began to tremble.

She got on her knees and undid my pants, and my cock sprang free. Holding on to my butt with one hand, she grasped the shaft with the other and began to lick around the head, then took it in her mouth and sucked it awhile. Next she popped it back out and tongued it all up and down, taking a few seconds out to caress and cuddle my balls and rub the head across her face. When she took it back in, she took in as much cock as she could handle, slipping her tongue out to cradle the bottom.

After about ten minutes I pulled out and planted my cock, wet with her saliva, between her beautiful fleshy mounds. She got the hint and, squeezing them together, let me fuck them as she looked right in my eyes and circled her mouth with her tongue. My cock rewarded her with a thick stream of come that landed between her tits and on her face, where she licked some off.

It was my turn to please Ashley. I laid her on the bed and pulled her lace thong off, exposing her soft dark-haired pussy. I kissed all the way up her shapely, toned calves to the rim of her pussy, which I licked until it was good and wet. Taking in her sweet, briny tang, I thought what a lucky bastard Marc was! I made a point of lingering on her labia, knowing that he rarely gave her this delight.

In time I homed in on her clit. While licking it, I stuck two fingers in her pussy and searched for her G-spot. Between my licking and finger-fucking, she was going nuts! She held on to my head with both hands, and soon she was moaning and sputtering while her whole body shook.

It was time to put Ashley over the edge. I slid more fingers in and, wetting my pinkie with her pussy juices, snaked it under her butt and in her asshole, guessing the effect this would have on her. Her eyes went as wide as saucers and she threw her head back, opening her mouth as if to scream — only all that came out of her was a wispy “Ohmygod!”

She began to convulse with what I had to believe was the wildest orgasm of her life. Then her body went limp. After we’d rested a bit, holding and stroking each other, we started kissing again — softly at first, then harder, almost desperately. Our hands slid all over each other. Remembering what Marc had told me, I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her to me, and she lowered herself on my cock until it was fully in her. While she rocked back and forth, I twisted and kneaded her nipples, which she obviously found immensely stimulating. She soon came again.

I took a risk. Pulling Ashley off my wet rod, I spun her around, took her wrists and set the head of my cock against her rosebud. She pushed down, and gasped when my cockhead penetrated her tight anus. Bit by bit I pulled her down until my meat was buried in her. She was breathing hard. I told her to rub her clit while I pumped her asshole, holding on to her hips.

“It feels so good, Bobby,” she gasped. As I filled her ass with come, she cried, “I’m coming again! Bobby, I can’t take much more!”

That was quite a night! Though the four of us never swung again, after that Ashley did look at me differently!