When Melanie comes for a visit with her former college roommate, she sparks a rollicking three-way romp.

When my girlfriend’s old college roommate, Melanie, came to visit us for a weekend, I’d expected we’d take the woman out to dinner and show her some of the local sights. The last thing I anticipated was finding myself involved in a threesome with two beautiful women in a marathon session of fucking that lasted most of the weekend.

Our time together began innocently enough when Cyndi and I went to pick up her friend at the airport. She hadn’t seen Melanie since they’d both graduated almost five years earlier. She attempted to regale me with stories of their exploits during their college days, involving other people I’d never met — and copious amounts of alcohol. But I suppressed a yawn. Someone else’s fond memories of college keggers are nearly always less interesting than your own. I fully intended to be a good, dutiful boyfriend, spending a little time getting to know Melanie, then leaving the women to their memories as soon as politely possible.

Cyndi was as giddy as a kid in a candy store while we waited at the gate for our first glimpse of Melanie, who had, incidentally, modeled for a brief time to put herself through school. I made sure to tell Cyndi how great she looked. I knew my girl was a little nervous she might not be aging as gracefully as her perfect friend. Insecurities aside, Cyndi really is beautiful. My girlfriend has shoulder-length, honey-blonde hair, wide hazel eyes set in a lovely oval face with utterly kissable lips. Her body is curved the way I like, with full breasts and a nice, round ass.

“There she is! Hey, Mel!”

Cyndi’s ear-splitting shriek snapped my attention from her butt. I looked up to see a tall, elegant woman walking toward us from across the terminal. She had long, black hair and a toothpaste-commercial smile that sparkled. I recognized her from old photographs, and she was even more gorgeous than she’d been in college.

“Sweetie! Oh God, I’ve missed you.” Melanie launched herself into Cyndi’s arms. The two women hugged hard, pressed a quick kiss to each other’s lips, then pulled apart to begin chattering so fast it was difficult to distinguish actual words.

I waited to be introduced, thinking this was going to be one hell of a long weekend. I had to admit, though, that they looked good together, these two old friends.

Melanie’s tall, svelte darkness was a pretty contrast to Cyndi’s voluptuous form and peaches and cream complexion. For a second, I allowed my mind to dwell on an erotic fantasy of the two of them in bed together. The image of them tussling between the sheets burned into my brain, and my cock went rock hard. I hoped Melanie didn’t notice the bulge in my pants as Cyndi finally remembered to introduce me.

“Good to finally meet you.” Melanie’s long, slender fingers wrapped around my hand and her deep brown eyes scanned my face as if taking my measure. The woman had bedroom eyes that screamed “sex!”

“And I’ve heard so much about you,” I said.

“Nothing too naughty, I hope.” Her rich, smoky voice was like fingers tickling my spine, and her throaty laugh made the rod in my pants swell even more.

I released her hand and suggested we go to the baggage claim. Turning away, I reached down and secretly adjusted my erection, which was pressing painfully against my fly.

Cyndi had affectionately told me that Mel was quite the slut back in their college days, a bundle of erotic energy that just wouldn’t quit. Clearly time hadn’t changed that. She was sex personified, and I realized boredom might not be my problem that weekend. Keeping my dick in my pants with Melanie around might be.

Back at our apartment, I left the women alone to do some catching up, while I went into my office and closed the door so I could get some work done. However, rather than diving into financial reports, I began beating off to some sexy photos in my favorite magazine. Not surprisingly, I turned to a spread with a pair of women fucking one another. I took my massive erection in hand and stroked it hard and fast until come spurted across the glossy pages.

Masturbation took the edge off my lust, but I still felt a swirling sexuality in the air the moment I was in Melanie’s company again. I escorted the ladies out to dinner and laughed at our guest’s tales of her life among the divas of the fashion industry. She’d switched to the opposite side of the camera and was currently working as a photographer rather than a model.

As we finished our entrees, I felt a foot touch mine, beneath the table. Rather than moving away, it stroked up the length of my calf to my knee, then caressed the inside of my thigh. I glanced at Cyndi. She wasn’t looking at me; she was staring at Mel with a surprised expression. And Melanie was smiling, her gaze flicking back and forth between us, as though she longed to eat us both for dessert. Her tongue swept over her lips, a luscious pink against the dark magenta of her lipstick.

“Come to the restroom with me, Cyn.” Melanie’s foot abandoned my leg as she rose from her seat with a jungle cat’s glide.

In a moment both ladies were gone, and I was left alone to gulp my gin and tonic and reach under the table to adjust yet another erection. What was my job as a boyfriend? I thought it was to steer clear of Melanie, yet still act as a genial host. The situation was getting difficult, and the weekend had barely begun.

Nearly 10 minutes slipped by before the ladies returned, and when they did, I was instantly alerted to a change in Cyndi’s expression. Her blue-gray eyes gleamed with mischief, and she and Melanie were holding hands as they walked toward the table. Interesting!

The girls were ready to wrap up our meal. They turned down my offer of dessert with a shared laugh and an exchanged look that excluded me from some private joke. I didn’t discover what they were up to until we got home, but it was well worth the wait.

Cyndi poured us all after-dinner drinks. As we sat in the living room and sipped our cocktails, I felt a mounting sensual tension in the air. The women told a few more tales of the good old days, which became increasingly sexy and graphic.

Melanie shared intimate details about a threesome she’d been in with a couple of guys. The images her story conjured in my mind set my skin burning and my cock raging again. But what surprised me even more, was that after a few additional sips of her drink, Cyndi confessed that she and Melanie had made out one night and she’d never forgotten it.

“It was really hot.” Sitting beside me on the couch, Cyndi rubbed my thigh as she gazed into my eyes. “Want to see how hot it can be, Jared?”

I lifted my brows. “Now?”

She nodded.

“My balls drew tight, and my orgasm exploded through my whole body.”

“Reminiscing about things we did made us start talking about things we’d like to do. If you’re interested, we’d like to play a little — all of us together. I think it’d be exciting.” Cyndi paused, a pretty pink blush coloring her cheeks, and added, “But only if you want.”

Was she kidding? I had just beaten off to that fantasy only a couple of hours ago. I couldn’t think of anything more satisfying than having sex with two beautiful women at once and having a girlfriend who not only approved of it, but had suggested it!

“Absolutely!” was my fervent reply.

Cyndi leaned in to kiss me lightly on the mouth then crossed the room to perch herself beside Melanie, sitting on the wide arm of her chair. She leaned down to kiss her friend’s lush lips, and the women tenderly explored each other’s delicate mouths. As they parted, I swallowed hard and the ache in my groin increased exponentially.

Mel’s hand snaked around the back of Cyndi’s neck and held her head in place. She swept her tongue across and then between Cyndi’s parted lips before engaging her in a deep kiss. The sight of these two sexy women fused in passion sent my cock straining savagely against my pants. It felt as if it might burst through, and this was only the beginning.

Melanie pulled my girlfriend down onto her lap, wrapping an arm around her. One hand settled on Cyndi’s ass, gripping it tight and bunching up the blue fabric of her skirt. The other one slid up her pale thigh and disappeared under Cyndi’s hem. My girlfriend made a soft whimpering sound as Mel reached between her legs and, no doubt, found her pussy.

“Take her clothes off.” My voice was so hoarse I barely recognized it.

Shooting a wicked glance my way, Melanie obliged. Both women stood, and Cyndi held her arms up so Melanie could strip off her top and then remove her bra, exposing her pale breasts topped with shell-pink nipples. Then Melanie unfastened my girlfriend’s skirt and slipped it down her hips, taking her panties along with it.

Cyndi’s nude body was sight enough to keep me hard anytime I looked at it, but watching Melanie suck one of those rosy nipples into her mouth made my cock threaten to explode.

Melanie grasped one of Cyndi’s tits, squeezing the globe then twisting and pulling the nipple before flicking at it with her tongue. Mel made eye contact with me as she worked, her tongue lapping all over my girl’s entire breast as I held my breath. Cyndi’s mouth had formed into a round “O” of pleasure.

“Now strip, Melanie,” I ordered, while unzipping my fly and reaching inside my pants to grasp my cock. I gripped it tight, not stroking it, but clamping a circle down at the base to keep from coming too quickly.

Cyndi’s face flushed prettily as Mel pulled her own tank top over her head and tossed it aside. Melanie’s dark curls tumbled wildly around her face and cascaded over her shoulders. Her breasts weren’t as full as Cyndi’s, and her generous areolas covered a large portion of them. I was fascinated by the length of her erect nipples and longed to bite them. Instead, Cyndi did it for me, nipping a brown bud and making Melanie jerk and moan.

Cyndi took to the task of suckling on Melanie’s nipples until they were incredibly erect and glistening. Once she was satisfied, she helped her friend out of the rest of her clothes. Cyndi’s pussy was nearly bare but for a soft, golden trail of hair on her mound, but Mel’s was waxed smooth, exposing every fold of her delicious-looking cunt. Both women stood naked before me, each attractive in a completely different way. Stepping toward each other, they embraced with their breasts mashed together and their pussies grinding into one another.

Cyndi put her arms around Mel’s neck and rose up on her toes to reach the taller girl’s mouth. They kissed as their bodies rubbed together in a sensual rhythm.

Although I was enjoying watching them, I was more than ready to become a part of the equation. I cleared my throat to draw their attention, and both women turned toward me, their lips shining from wet kisses. Together, they crossed the room and settled on either side of me on the couch. I hardly knew where to begin but started by slipping an arm around each woman. Their soft, warm bodies surrounded me, and I inhaled their sweet scents.

Cyndi cupped the side of my face and turned it her way. Her moist lips met mine in a small, teasing kiss. She released my mouth, and Melanie took control, bringing my face to hers. As she kissed me tenderly with her plump lips, her hand went down to my crotch and took hold of my cock. With a firm grip, she stroked up and down my shaft, and I gasped against her plunging tongue.

Meanwhile, my girlfriend was kissing my neck and unbuttoning my shirt. She stripped it off my shoulders and down my arms, moving her mouth to my nipples to lick and nip them as she had Melanie’s. I reveled in the blissful sensation of being kissed and pumped by Mel, and licked and nibbled by Cyndi, her hands stroking my arms and shoulders.

After a few moments of this pampering, Cyndi broke off and got busy removing the rest of my clothes. Melanie let go of my cock and slipped down to her knees beside her old school friend. The two women knelt there, taking a moment to look up at me with seductive smiles. It was a fantasy come true as they dove at my cock. Cyndi held my throbbing shaft upright, and they each took a side, licking slowly up it's length.

“Cyndi swirled her tongue over Mel’s clit and fucked her with several fingers.”

I groaned in pleasure and rested my hands on blonde hair and black, feeling the fine, silky texture of one and the thick abundance of the other. Cyndi’s tongue swept over my cockhead, lapping up the pearly pre-come already collecting there. Melanie went lower, licking the base of my shaft then moved even farther down, slurping my balls into her wet mouth. Her finger and thumb circled my cock tight, extending both my pleasure and my torture. The exquisite agony of two mouths — licking, sucking, and nibbling — went on and on. Sweat broke out on my face, and I groaned continuously as the women lavished me with erotic attention.

Suddenly, Melanie released her restrictive grip on the base of my cock and began stroking its length again, pumping hard while gobbling my sac. Cyndi increased her efforts, sucking my head until her cheeks hollowed with the effort. Saliva slid down from her mouth, lubricating the shaft for Melanie’s gliding hand. She’d finally let go of my balls as she concentrated solely on jerking my shaft.

The swirling tension in my groin grew more intense. My balls drew tight, and my orgasm exploded through my whole body as well as my cock. I cried out as hot jets of come spurted from me into Cyndi’s mouth. She pulled off so I could watch as the cream hit her lips and cheek and dripped off of her chin.

Still milking me of the last drops of my load, Mel leaned toward Cyndi and licked the jism from my girl’s face with delicate swipes of her tongue. Caught up in the ecstasy of the moment, I gaped dumbly at the sight.

When the final waves of my pleasure had ebbed, I flopped back against the couch and drew in a deep, shaky breath.

“Ladies, that was… amazing!”

“Ah, but it’s only the beginning. There are plenty of things you’re going to be doing for us,” Melanie insisted.

She was right.

We moved our party into the bedroom where there was more room to maneuver. Melanie sprawled across our bed, with her legs spread wide. She toyed invitingly with her pussy, slipping her finger inside and smearing her plump outer lips with her glistening juice. I was torn between wanting to taste her and wanting to watch Cyndi eat her.

Cyndi made the choice for me.

If watching the girls kissing and tit-suckling had been arousing, seeing Cyndi burrowing between Mel’s thighs was even more exciting. Each stroke of her tongue and plunge of her fingers made the other girl whine and writhe.

“More! Oh, God, yeah!” Melanie panted as her hips thrust toward Cyndi’s pretty face.

Idly stroking my cock as I watched, I wasn’t too surprised when it began to stir again. The beauty of the women’s sex show was too much for my organ to ignore.

“Kissing Cyndi, I could taste her friend’s flavor and mine on her lips.”

As Cyndi swirled her tongue over Mel’s clit and fucked her with several fingers at once, the dark-skinned woman bucked more intensely. Her fingers gripped the sheets, and her head rolled back on the pillow, her back bending and forcing her tiny tits upward.

I took one of Mel’s nipples between my lips, sucking hard while I rolled the other erect bud between my fingers, twisting and pulling. Mel cried out even louder, cursing in pleasure and arching completely off the bed as she came.

When she’d flopped back down, I released her breast and cast a glance down at Cyndi, who once again had her lips and chin glossy with the evidence of another lover’s orgasm.

My sweet girlfriend had been so very generous, letting both me and Melanie come first. Now, it was her turn, and I was going to give her all the pleasure she deserved.

I pulled her up to lie beside Mel, who was still panting through the aftershocks of her orgasm. Kissing Cyndi, I could taste her friend’s flavor and mine on her lips and tongue. I murmured what a sweetheart she was and how hot it had been watching her go down on her friend. “And that two-girl blowjob was the best ever.” I toyed with her clit and slipped a finger into her slit. She was so slick I wanted to ram my cock deep into her tight channel. But I resisted. I’d planned to move between her legs and tongue her cunt, but Mel, apparently, had the same idea.

Rousing herself from her orgasmic stupor, Melanie crawled between Cyndi’s legs, pushing them even wider apart. She kissed my girl’s belly and smooched her way down her thighs. She traced the “V” of her fingers along the soft lips of Cyndi’s pussy, but didn’t touch her clit or explore between the folds. My poor girlfriend wiggled and moaned then finally begged, “Just do   it already!”

Melanie’s warm chuckle floated up, and she pressed a tender kiss to Cyndi’s clit.

For several seconds, I watched Melanie’s tongue lap over and in between the lips of my girlfriend’s cunt. My erection was full and rigid again, and I wanted to use it. I wanted the three of us to be connected together as Cyndi came.

I moved behind Melanie, who lifted her ass up in invitation. As she continued licking Cyndi’s snatch, I parted her long legs wider and gazed at the puckered hole of her anus peeking out from between her cheeks. Then my fingers found the slippery entrance of her pussy. She was so wet and hot. I pushed my digits in and out several times, before taking hold of my hard dick and guiding it to her welcoming hole.

If Mel’s pussy felt good wrapped around my fingers, it was absolute heaven surrounding my cock. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her all the way, driving deep. Melanie’s moan, muffled against Cyndi’s muff, let me know she was enjoying what I was doing.

By now, Cyndi was letting out soft little gasps and mews as her hips beat against the mattress in an impatient rhythm. Mel’s passionate moans grew deeper, throatier with a mouthful of pussy. I added my masculine groan to our chorus as I energetically pumped in and out of Melanie’s red-hot cunt. Her inner muscles clenched around me, driving me insane.

Even though I’d already come once, not too long before, the vision of the two writhing women before me, and the excitement of doing it with my girl’s best friend, drove me over the edge quickly. My fingers dug into Mel’s tensed buttocks, and I rammed into her faster and harder until another burst of ecstasy shook me. I froze and shuddered as I came, dimly hearing Cyndi cry out as she also tumbled into oblivion.

Mel was a beautiful connecting bridge linking us. I collapsed against her sweaty back and breathed in the intoxicating scent of a strange woman in our bed.

I was happy she’d decided to visit. I’d gladly listen to a book full of college memories for an experience such as this — anytime they want.

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