It was winter, about 9PM, and I was in my living room watching football and eating ice cream when I heard the telltale sound of keys jingling and footsteps in the hall. I leaped to my feet as my heart rate spiked — my sexy neighbor was home! I ran to my door to shove my eye into the peep hole.
Okay here’s the deal: I am not a stalker, I swear, but I can’t help but watch my neighbor whenever possible. He’s utterly mouth-wateringly gorgeous. He has dark almost black hair and light blue eyes. I’m fairly sure that he’s around 21 or 22, like me, and I also know he’s a college student and is in a band. I know this because every now and then I get his mail from the university by mistake and have to slide it under his door, and on Friday nights or Sunday afternoons sometimes I can hear him singing or playing acoustic guitar in his apartment. And let me tell you — it sounds awesome!
Oh, my neighbor is so sexy. He’s 6’1 and slender but not skinny. More like solid and toned. His walk has swagger and I love the way his jeans fit his ass so right. His name is Colin, if you were wondering. Sexy name for a sexy guy.
He’s a night owl, and he’s always going out to smoke outside in the middle of the night. I don’t approve of the smoking but I find it reckless and hot just the same. I like to peep out of my peephole and watch him coming and going sometimes, because I can’t properly perv over him in person. When he’s right in front of me I have to smile and say my chipper little “hi!” like a normal person who is just thinking about being friendly, not currently fantasizing about sitting on his face and coating it in my pussy juice. I can’t gasp and drool and shake my head, bite my pinky and groan, wondering why he is so mind-bogglingly hot and whether that level of hotness should even be legal in the US and minor outlying islands.
Why don’t I just talk to him or ask him out, you ask? Well, because he clearly has a “type.” All the girls he dates are the same — short diminutive large-breasted blonde groupie types with super long hair, annoying high pitched giggles, skin tight dresses, french manicures, monster heels and perfume that lingers in the hallway for hours, reeking of sugar and desperation. I am not that type of girl. I am really more the mellow type who is not exactly a tomboy but does enjoy some strange things for a girl, like the aforementioned football, plus comic books, sci-fi movies, and video games. I don’t get all trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey every time I leave the house. Most of the time I am content to go around in jeans and t-shirts, but I do know how to dress up sexy for dates, thank you very much.
As for looks, I have thick curly super dark hair, full pouty lips, small but perky B-cup breasts, a flat toned tummy, long long legs (which figures since I’m 5’10), honey brown skin and a round firm and curvy ass. I know there are a lot of guys out there who deeply appreciate a girl like me, so that’s why I don’t exactly cry over my inability to turn my neighbor’s head no matter what I wear, what lip gloss I apply, or how many times I sneakily bend over to tie my shoe when he is nearby. But still, I wished…
So there I was, peeping out into the hallway. I saw Colin at his door and he had a friend with him. This friend was not the usual groupie. It was a guy — tall, dirty blond and very well built from what I could tell. They were both carrying boxes. Strange. Was he moving in? Dear God, the hottie has a hot new roommate! Not hard to believe, but damn, wasn’t one enough? I had to get a better look. I decided to “do some laundry” so I scooped up my laundry basket, even though it only had a bare minimum of items in it. Then I headed out of my apartment, trying to look inconspicuous.
The door to 4J across the hall was open and boxes were lined up along the hall with some other smaller furniture items. He was definitely getting a new roommate! Just then a head poked out of the doorway, and I was met with jade green eyes.
“Hi,” the guy said, in a deep smooth tone that made my panties instantly go wet.
“Uhh…” I breathed out. Finding no words as I stood there marveling at his handsome chiseled face, I raised my hand and waved – probably like a dork.
Blondie with the strong manly jaw and the lush kissable lips smiled then, revealing perfect white teeth and dimples in both cheeks.
Okay, things around here were just getting ri-goddamn-diculous! Dimples, too?!
“Hey, Kendall, help me move this!” Colin called from inside.
Kendall glanced behind himself then back at me. “See ya,” he said, and winked at me before disappearing inside.
I let out a squeak and practically floated to the elevator on a fluffy cloud of love, pushing the button for the basement. Kendall. What a dreamy guy.
All while I stuffed my laundry into the washer I kept asking myself how this could happen. The two of them living in the same apartment? It was sexiness overload! I wondered if they’d walk around in their boxers? Or with their shirts off? I wondered what it would be like if I lived there with them. I had all sorts of perverted Three’s Company fantasies as I drifted back to my apartment in a lustful daze. I imagined myself sitting between them on the sofa as we watched movies. And then I started to feel them up. I imagined them waking up in the morning and coming into the kitchen to find me cooking breakfast. And then they started to feel me up. Every scenario I came up with led to intimate fondling and then dirty dirty sex.
I noted that I was feeling really horny at the moment. I supposed it had been awhile since I’d been satisfied. Maybe I should just go out and get laid? I wondered, as I went into my apartment and locked the door. Yeah, I could get all sexified and go to the bar next door for a beer and to scope for some talent. Orrrr…I could always just save myself the trouble and try out that new vibrator I picked up last weekend? The lazy route won out in the end, mostly because it was super cold and snowy outside. Also, I knew there would be no guys at the bar as hot as Colin and Kendall. There would probably just be desperate drunk guys who’d annoy me and follow me around all night slurring such gems as “how tall are YOU, sexy?!” and “I like tall womens!” Ugh.
Going into the top of my closet I took out the 8-inch realistic flesh-colored cock I’d purchased for a pretty penny at the adult store right down the street. I ran my fingers along the soft fibers. Not exactly like the real thing but close enough to send me into orbit for five minutes at least.
Feeling the excitement that the prospect of an orgasm always instilled in me, my pussy moistened and twinged as I stripped off my clothes and tossed myself on my bed. There was no way I’d get that monster into my tight pussy without lube, so I grabbed some from my top drawer. Then I stretched across my bed, spread my legs and began to rub my clit. I sighed and licked my lips as I circled my clit with my finger, tapping on it lightly as I thought of the guys next door. In my fantasy I was kneeling between them both sucking their cocks one at a time. And then trying to fit both their cocks into my mouth at the same time.
When I was so horny I was literally squirming on the bed, I grabbed the toy, applied some lube and began to slide and thrust it inch by inch into my hungry cunt. Oh God it felt fantastic. The toy was stretching my pussy and rubbing against all my sensitive spots as I fucked myself with it. I turned on the vibrate function and my pussy began to tingle madly. I stifled a scream as I orgasmed hard and fast, bucking my hips as the sensation tore through me unbridled. I sighed, catching my breath and sliding the toy out of me. I was satisfied, but in a way I wasn’t. I wanted more. I wanted something else. It was always like this with me and toys. They were great, but the whole thing was just over too soon. And one orgasm only made me want another. And another.
I had to face it, I was insatiable.
What I needed was a lover. A skilled, hung lover with stamina who could pound me again and again until I couldn’t stand it anymore. That worried me just a bit, though, considering my current lack of a boyfriend.
‘Well, I could always just masturbate again,’ I thought, considering my toy. Then I realized if I was going to do that I should really go put my clothes in the dryer first. That way I wouldn’t be tying up a washer so the other residents couldn’t use it.
I didn’t want to put on a bunch of clothes when I was only going to take them off anyways, so I threw on a pink knit dress and some ballerina flats that just easily slipped on. Then I hurried downstairs. I took the elevator down to the basement, trying to ignore the fact that my pussy felt oddly hot and creamy after my little session, and it just didn’t seem right to be going around outside my apartment like that. It didn’t matter, though, I’d be back upstairs in a flash.
I headed down the hall past the maintenance room, boiler room, and that unmarked room that I always wondered about and slightly feared, thanks to my overactive imagination. But seriously…what was in there? I knew it was likely just a general purpose office for the maintenance man or something, but my mind conjured up all sorts of possibilities. I mean, what if I went in there looking for the maintenance guy one day and there were zombies in there or something? Or rows and rows of creepy evil mannequin people with eerie glowing eyes?! That would be horrifying!
Reminding myself that zombies aren’t real (but wouldn’t it be cool if they were?) I headed into the laundry room and opened the washer, reaching in to grab my clothes. That was when all the lights went off and the machines powered off with a dying mechanical whine, leaving me in a dark and silent expanse of black nothingness.
‘Oh fuck!’ I thought, my heart starting to race. It was pitch black in there and I wasn’t sure how to get out. Even if I did get out, how would I find my way to the stairs, since the elevator was no doubt off, too?
‘Now would be a good time for the creepy mannequin people to come marching out of that unmarked room and KILL ME!’ I thought, panicking. ‘They probably engineered this all along! They’ve just been waiting, I know it!’
I had to grab a hold of myself and remind myself that this was just a power outage, not attack of the creepy imaginary mannequin people. Still, I had never enjoyed the dark and I wasn’t enjoying it now, that was for sure. We lived in a fairly large building so our laundry room was big. Now all of that space was shrouded in darkness, all I could make out was shapes of dark things looming in even more shadowy darkness. I started to hurry toward where I thought the door must be and I bumped into a table.
“Ow!” I yelped as it banged into my hip painfully.
I kept going. I bumped into a machine, stubbing my toe.
Goddammit! Curse being directionally-challenged!
The door was here somewhere, I just had to find it! I kept trying, slowly, walking around any obstacles I met. I forced myself not to run and panic, even though I had probably never been this afraid in my life. Being stuck down there in the basement in the dark alone was horrific for me. I could practically feel the darkness weighing upon me, threateningly, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was making its way up and into my throat. Still, I managed to make it out of the laundry room and into the hall, but now I had to get to the stairway. I walked along slowly, feeling my way along with a shaky hand, coming upon door after door. I heard a muffled swishing noise behind me and I froze.
What was that?
When I didn’t hear anything for a moment I kept going. Then I heard another noise nearby. A grinding clicking sound. I froze. What was that? Muffled swishing noise again. Wasn’t it getting closer?
Okay I can’t do this. I can’t. Oh dear sweet baby Jesus! If you can deliver me from this dark and fiendish hell, I swear I will be good from now on! I won’t come out of my apartment without underwear, I won’t spy on my gorgeous neighbors, and I won’t secretly make fun in my mind of that one chick at work with the giant hairy mole right under her eye! I mean it’s right by her eye — every time I look at her it makes my eyes water! Um, I mean, I won’t do it anymore, Lord! You put that mole on her face for a reason! I’ll respect that! Just come get me out of here!
“Tracy?” a male voice called, not far away.
‘Lord, is that you?!’ I thought for a second in wonderment, then I mentally smacked myself. Of course not, it must be one of my neighbors.
I saw a light shine through the darkness and heard footsteps approaching. “Tracy are you down here?” he asked. That was when I realized that it was Colin. I would know that voice anywhere — rich and sweet like the most sinful chocolate cake. Which is probably why he was such a good singer. He was coming down the stairs with a flashlight. Bless his heart! And his ass, because seriously, it was nice. Just take my word for it.
But…I didn’t know he even noticed I existed half the time! So how did he know I was down here? And I’d never exactly told him my name. Then again, he does get my mail sometimes just like I get his. I guessed he must have remembered it. Nice.
“Um, yeah, I’m here,” I said, shakily.
“Are you alright? Are you hurt?” he asked, walking up to me and taking me by the arm.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” I nodded. “I was just a little lost down here when the lights went out…”
“That must have been so scary,” he said, the light from his flashlight illuminating his face so that I saw concern clearly written upon it.
Then he did something I was not expecting. He hugged me. It was brief but when he let go I stood there in frozen shock.
He…cares…what happens to me…
“When the lights went out Kendall said he saw you doing laundry and we hoped you weren’t still down here lost by yourself in the dark,” he said. “I’m just glad I found you.”
“Thanks for coming to look for me,” I said, quietly.
“No problem,” he said. “Neighbors have to stick together right?”
I’d like to stick a few of our body parts together, that is for sure.
“Um yeah, absolutely,” I said.
“C’mon, let’s go upstairs.”
He started walking me toward the steps and I felt totally safe with him by my side. Oh, he was my hero. I fleetingly wondered how he would fare against an army of evil mannequins. He’d probably destroy them all with a massive roundhouse kick because he is just that awesome and manly. Heh heh heh!
“What?” he asked.
“What what?” I asked, confused.
“You were giggling,” he said.
“Oh sorry, I was just thinking about something funny,” I said. “It’s nothing.”
“Well, I’m glad you’re not letting this power outage get you down. Most of our neighbors are on the first floor walking around grumbling and complaining.”
“Yeah, I can see why. Power outages are very inconvenient,” I said, as we started up the stairs.
“I hope this one doesn’t last long. I don’t even have candles.”
“Oh, I do! I have a crapload of them, because I collect them and people give them to me. I just don’t light them because they’re not allowed in the building. Which is probably why you don’t have any. But I’m sure that in a power outage they’d make an exception? Anyways, you can have as many of mine as you want,” I rambled, totally not thinking. That is, until I missed a step and almost fell flat on my face. I ended up sprawled on the stairs on my hands and knees. At least I didn’t hurt myself badly, but I banged my knee and it hurt like a bitch. “Owww…”
“Oh my God! Tracy!” he said, trying to grab me and pull me up. When he put his arm around my torso his hand landed right onto my braless boob. He squeezed it just a bit probably trying to figure out if that was really what he thought it was, then he immediately pulled his hand back.
“Oh shit, sorry!” he yelped, grabbing me lower around my waist and helping me to my feet. “I didn’t mean to — um….um…Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said, and limped up a few more steps with him.
“Are you sure you didn’t hurt yourself?” he asked. “You’re limping.”
“No, no, I just banged my knee that’s all.”
“Let me look at it,” he said.
“No, it’s okay – “I tried to protest, but he was having none of it.
“Here, just sit for a minute,” he said, guiding me to sit down. He crouched before me on the steps, shining the flashlight on my knee, inspecting it.
“How’s it look?” I asked.
“A little scratched up, but you’re not bleeding. You should be okay,” he said.
God, he is so sweet…
Having him so near my pussy was sending my imagination into overdrive. All I could think about was him eating me out on the stairs right here, right now.
He raised his eyes to mine and I don’t know if he could tell what I was thinking or not but his eyes softened and our gaze locked. Heat consumed me and I lost all sense of rationality. All I wanted was to kiss him.
“Thanks doc,” I said, sultrily, eying him hungrily.
“Does it still hurt?” he asked, running his hand a bit up my thigh.
Oh my God, is he flirting with me?
“Yeah,” I breathed out.
He leaned down and gently kissed my knee. Yep, he is definitely flirting with me! The warm contact of his soft lips made my pussy clench, wishing for the same attention my knee was getting.
“Better?” he whispered.
“Mm, yes. But I think I hurt myself here, too,” I said, moving his hand from my leg and placing it on my collarbone.
“Oh, then I should probably check that out,” he said, looking at me for permission.
I nodded slowly, biting my bottom lip. I was incredibly excited at the prospect of having him closer to me.
He moved up so that he was leaning over me, and he ran his fingers across my collarbone. A shudder of pleasure went through me.
“Let me make that all better,” he said and dipped his head down to kiss my skin.
I sighed. God, he was turning me on. He smelled fantastic, too. I slid my hand into his hair, playing with the dark locks like I’d always wanted as he kissed his way up my neck. I couldn’t believe this was happening but it was so hot and I was so turned on I wasn’t questioning it, I was just enjoying.
When his tongue trailed up my neck my pussy released a gush of cream. He sucked my skin into his mouth and I moaned. I took his hand and put it between my legs. I don’t know if I shocked him or not with my bold move or my lack of undies but I felt him gasp against my neck and smile. He immediately started to pet me, sliding his finger up and down between my folds, his finger brushing over my clit repeatedly, making it swell and throb.
“Damn, girl, you are wet,” he murmured.
“I was playing with one of my toys before I came down here. I used a lot of lube,” I said, then immediately regretted it. I shouldn’t have said that. Man, he must think I am a horny slut!
“Oh, you like toys, huh?” he asked, smirking as he slid a finger into my pussy. God, it felt good. Especially when he started to slide it in and out.
“Mmm! Not as much as I like your finger,” I said.
“Really? Does that feel good? Should I put another finger in your hot little pussy?”
Speechless, I nodded eagerly.
A second long digit slid into my cunt and the pleasure intensified. Strong delicious tingles spread through my pussy.
“Oh God,” I sighed. “That is good.”
Colin captured my lips in a kiss, sucking and nibbling on my plump lips before sliding his tongue into my mouth. He explored my mouth with his tongue while his fingers probed my pussy, pumping in and out of me, deep and insistent. I started to moan and ride his hand, kissing him back deeply, letting my tongue caress and swirl around his.
My orgasm was swiftly approaching and when he began to curl his fingers a bit inside me, the pads of his fingers pushing into my g-spot, I released a gush of fluid and started to cum, gasping and shaking. My pussy squeezed his fingers again and again and he kept pumping them in and out of me while I twitched and writhed and moaned.
When I finally came down and my pussy’s ripples died down to a minor twitch here and there he slid his fingers out of me and licked them clean while I watched, riveted.
“God that’s hot,” I said.
“Why did we never do this before?” he asked.
“I didn’t think you’d be into me,” I panted.
“I didn’t think you’d be into me,” he said.
We both giggled at our own stupidity.
“Well, trust me, I’m into you. So why don’t we go up to my place so you can be into me, literally?” I suggested.
I wasn’t normally so forward but I was hornier for him than ever now.
“Sounds good,” he said, with a smile.
We got up and headed upstairs to the fourth floor, chatting along the way.
“So…um, what’s up with your new roommate?” I asked.
“Oh, Kendall’s from Wisconsin like me. He just got chosen to be a bassist for this really awesome band here in Chicago, so I’m letting him move in with me until he gets his own place.”
“That’s nice of you,” I said. “It won’t cramp your style having to share your space?”
“Nah. We’ve been friends a long time. We share really well,” he said.
I wished they would share me really well, but I knew that wasn’t likely. If I could actually just get Colin inside me for once I would be happy. I wouldn’t be greedy.
“Why’d you ask? You like him?” he teased, nudging me in the side.
“No, I don’t like him,” I said, pushing my hair behind my ear as I lied my ass off. “He just seems nice that’s all.”
“Huh. Yeah, nice,” he said, obviously not believing me. “It’s okay, you know. He kinda has that effect on women.”
I just smiled, not bothering to deny it if he wasn’t upset about it.
We made it to the fourth floor landing and to my apartment. We went in and I lit a few candles so we could see.
“Nice place,” he said, looking around. “The layout is just like mine.”
“How interesting, take off your clothes!” I said with an eager grin.
Colin laughed goodnaturedly. “Oh really, it’s like that? Okay, far be it from me to keep a hot girl waiting,” he said.
He pulled off his shirt and tossed it on the sofa. I marveled at his torso while he unfastened his belt and slid it out of the loops. His pecs were hard and well-defined. His washboard stomach showed a tempting six-pack. His biceps were firm and bulged alluringly. My pussy was on fire from the sight of him. He was even more beautiful than I’d imagined.
As I watched him unbutton his fly I went up to him, running my hands over the smooth warm skin of his chest and abs. He put his hands on my ass, squeezing it and pulling me closer to him against his erection as he captured my mouth in a scorching kiss. I melted into him, reveling in the kiss and the way his tongue was fucking my mouth. I couldn’t wait to touch his cock. I took over the job of taking off his jeans, reaching between us to unzip them and push them down.
He had on gray boxer briefs and there was a gorgeous indentation of a hard fat cock outlined in the front of them. I sighed and sank to my knees, rubbing it first with my hands, then my face. He slid his hand into my hair, watching intently as I rubbed my face and lips on his cotton-covered crotch.
“I can’t wait to get this in my mouth,” I said.
Colin moaned as my lips traveled over the sensitive head of his tool. “I can’t wait, either,” he said.
He stepped out of the jeans pooled at his feet and I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his shorts, ready to pull them down, when there was a knock at the door. Both of us sort of froze, and I was asking myself if I really had to answer it? It was probably building management checking on us or something. Maybe if we ignored it they would go away?
They knocked again.
“Tracy? Are you in there? It’s Kendall from across the hall.”
Colin and I giggled. I got up from my knees and went to the door, opening it.
Once again I was smacked in the face by the astounding attractiveness that is Kendall. His hair fell across his dark brow and his eyes glimmered at me alluringly. And those lips…
“Hi,” I said with a smile.
“Hey, you okay over here?” he asked.
“Just fine, thanks,” I said.
“Good. Have you seen Colin? He went looking for you but he hasn’t come back.”
I felt bad then. We were so horny we forgot about telling Kendall we were okay. I pushed the door open more and revealed Colin standing there in his boxers with a massive hard-on.
Colin tilted his head up in greeting to his friend. “‘Sup,” he said, with a lopsided grin.
Kendall let out a laugh as he took in the situation. “Okay, I see,” he said. “Just so you know, Tracy, I was going to come rescue you from the dark basement first, but Colin here tripped me and ran out of the front door crying ‘I’ll save you, sweet chocolate maiden!'”
I started laughing so hard I about doubled over. “Oh God, really?”
“Really,” he said, with a nod.
“What? C’mon, she was my neighbor first,” Colin asserted, crossing his arms over his chest.
I just kept laughing. I couldn’t believe I was ever intimidated to talk to these guys. They were so funny and nice.
“Well, thanks for thinking of me,” I said, and raised up on my toes to kiss Kendall’s cheek, because much like Colin, he was actually taller than me.
Kendall grinned at me and then his eyes dropped to my chest, most likely noticing how my nipples were standing out in that dress. Him staring at them just made them harder and I started to imagine what his lips would feel like on them.
“Tracy, do you mind having an extra playmate tonight?” Colin asked. “Since Kendall obviously doesn’t want to leave and you seem to really enjoy staring at him?”
Damn, busted! But the lighthearted tone of his voice told me that the question was real and he was down with it.
“No, it’s cool, I don’t wanna make things weird,” Kendall said, about to leave. “I’ll just let you guys get back to…stuff.”
My hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. “No, stay,” I said. “It’s not weird! If you guys don’t mind, I don’t mind.”
I shrugged and beamed at him.
“Well, I don’t mind,” Kendall said, looking to Colin to see if he was sure.
“Dude, if I minded I wouldn’t have brought it up,” Colin said.
“Cool,” Kendall said and came inside with a grin.
I shut the door and laughed fiendishly in my head. I had them both now! Yes!
Oh God, what do I do now?
I’d never had a threesome before! I didn’t want to pay too much attention to one and not the other. But I had left Colin hanging and it was time to fix that. I went back over to him, grabbing his cock and fondling it with my left hand. Then I turned to Kendall and started to undo his fly with my right. He pulled off his shirt while I let go of Colin’s cock and used both hands to pull down his jeans. Light blue boxers. Nice. I went back to Colin who was pulling down his shorts for me. A gorgeous humpable looking cock sprang free, so hard and thick with a tasty-looking bubblegum pink head.
I moaned lustfully and popped it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head. Kendall pulled down his shorts and wrapped my hand around his cock. It felt fat smooth and warm in my hand and I slid my hand up and down it while I sucked on his friend. With my mouth full I looked over at Kendall’s cock to see that it was every bit as long as it felt. An inch or two longer than Colin’s, though not as thick. They were both two beautiful specimens of manhood, these cocks, and I couldn’t believe I was going to get to fuck and suck them both.
Colin tasted good and my pussy was dripping as I bobbed my mouth up and down his cock, licking all the way up it before taking it back deep into my mouth. He was watching me and letting out these little sighs of pleasure as I worked him over. I then switched to using my hand on him and turned to Kendall, taking his cock into my mouth.
“Mmmm,” I sighed in heaven as I sucked as much as I could of his long prick. It was so hard I could feel it pulsing on my tongue. I could taste the precum seeping out of the head as my tongue lapped around the crown.
I used my right hand to stroke his shaft while I slid my mouth up and down. Then I let my hand wander down to fondle his balls. When he started panting and pumping his hips, fucking my face, I knew I was doing a good job. I let my hand take over and returned my mouth to Colin’s cock engulfing it almost entirely in my cock-induced state of wanton lust.
I would have sucked them off forever but I think they were getting too horny because Colin pulled me up to my feet and pulled my dress off. Four big hands were suddenly on me, running over me and into my erogenous zones. Fingers rubbed my clit and pinched my nipples. Hands caressed my tits, thighs, and ass. Kendall’s lips descended on my back and shoulders kissing and sucking while Colin’s mouth claimed mine, tongue plunging deep inside. I had never imagined I could feel so good. My hands were everywhere, too, and everywhere they went there was something to enjoy — a hard chest, a thick cock, a tight behind.
They were telling me how sexy I was and how soft my skin was, telling me how much they wanted to fuck me. My mind was entirely blown as I found myself the object of their desire. They started to walk me over to the couch, laying me on it. Colin spread my legs and positioned himself between them and began to lick and lap at my pussy. I groaned and my back arched. Oh yes, this was what I wanted from the moment I first saw him in the alcove, wearing his skinny jeans, black leather jacket and that blue plaid scarf, just checking his mail and never suspecting I wanted his tongue wriggling up my steaming cunt just like it was at the moment.
“Oh God,” I moaned, as all sense of time and logic escaped me in the face of this intense pleasure he was giving me.
I felt hands on my tits, and looked up to see Kendall sitting by head on the sofa. His cock was close to my mouth and I urged him closer so he could slip it in and I could suck it while he played with my tits and pinched and pulled at my nipples. Waves of pleasure were crashing over me and Colin’s tongue was flicking at my clit. I plunged my mouth further down on Kendall’s cock feeling the head hitting the back of my throat on every stroke. Each pass of Colin’s tongue over my clit was sending me further and further into ecstasy. I felt Kendall’s cock start to twitch in my mouth and I knew he was close.
“I’m gonna cum,” he warned me, but I just kept sucking away.
Soon I felt a big rush of warm cum fill my mouth and that was enough to send me over the edge. I came on Colin’s tongue as I gulped down several mouthfuls of Kendall’s hot creamy cum. I couldn’t remember the last time I came that hard or that long. It was magnificent. And now I wanted a nice hard cock to fuck me deep. It seemed that Colin was up to that task because he promptly mounted me and began to rub his cock against my pussy. It felt so good as the head of his cock brushed my clit and slid against my opening.
“Put it in,” I breathed.
He slowly pushed it into me, feeding my quivering pussy every inch of his fat cock. It felt incredible as it sank deep inside me stretching me open and making me feel so delightfully full. I began to hump my hips up against him as he thrust into my pussy, his cock rubbing deliciously against my tender walls.
“Fuck, you are so tight,” he moaned. “So hot.”
I couldn’t believe I was finally fucking him. He looked so sexy looming over me with those sparkling blue eyes and those sexy pink lips. He fucked me harder, earning a loud moan of encouragement from me. I grabbed his ass with one hand and with the other I beckoned Kendall to me. I hadn’t had a chance to really kiss those lips yet. Kendall knelt by the couch and we kissed as Colin fucked my pussy. I fully explored his hot mouth while I was full of his friends’ cock. He reached down and started to stroke himself while we kissed and I knew that his cock would be hard again soon, if it wasn’t already. And I could think of just where to put it…
My pussy tightened around Colin’s cock more and more as I got closer and closer to orgasm. He reached between us and rubbed my clit as he slid in and out of me again and again. My clit was throbbing and sending jolts of pleasure through my body and each thrust was sending the head of Colin’s cock banging against my g-spot. My toes curled as an intense wave of heat shot through me and my body tensed up, a familiar warm tingle starting deep in my belly.
“Oh God, Colin, I’m gonna cum,” I cried. “I’m gonna cum on your cock!”
“Oh yeah, cum for me baby,” he breathed, pumping faster. “Cum all over my cock then suck it off for me.”
“Yes! Oh God, oh YES! AAHHHHHHHHH!” I screamed as came and my pussy began to squeeze and tighten again and again as muscles contracted and hot girl-cum oozed out of my pussy and ran down my ass and onto the couch. “Oh fuccckkkkk….”
My pussy was gripping at Colin’s cock like a vise as my orgasm went on and on, reducing me to a whimpering, panting and twitching wreck beneath him. He gave me a few more quick thrusts and then pulled out, spurting his cum all over my tits and stomach. It stood out so white and pearly against my smooth brown skin and I rubbed it in, sighing happily as I rubbed it around on my nipples and then scooped up more on my finger and put my cum-soaked finger in my mouth to suck it off.
“You are incredible,” Colin told me. I just smirked at him happily.
“Okay Tracy, hope you’re not losing steam because it’s time for you to ride this,” Kendall said, pointing to his cock. I sat up and saw the massive boner he had for me and I felt suddenly energized. I wanted to cum on that, badly.
“I’m never too tired for you, Kendall,” I said.
“Good, then come sit on my lap,” he said, as Colin moved out of the way and he took a seat on the sofa.
I straddled him and kissed him, rubbing my tits against his chest before guiding my pussy to his cock and sitting down on it. We both sighed as his cock hit bottom in me, pressing against my cervix.
“Oh fuck, so good,” I whimpered, just wanting to sit on it forever and never be off it. Thank God he joined that band and brought this pussy-pleaser to Chicago.
He gave me a smack to my ass. “Ride me, baby,” he growled.
Hmm, I love it when a hot guy gets all demanding.
I began to rock my hips, raising myself up on his cock and then sliding back down. He moaned and cupped my ass in his hands, fondling it and squeezing it as it went up and down while I rode him.
“God you have a sexy ass,” he said.
I had been told so many times before but I was always glad to hear it again. My pussy was leaking continuously down his cock as I humped it first slow and steady then fast and wild. Colin came and stood by the couch, hard and ready. I remembered I had agreed to suck my cum off his cock. I took it in my mouth and relished the sweet and slightly musky flavor as I sucked him off while riding Kendall. I had two big gorgeous cocks in my mouth and pussy again and they couldn’t possibly have any idea how much I needed and loved this. My pussy clamped down on Kendall’s cock and I came, shaking and groaning but still sucking Colin’s cock for all it was worth.
“I have to fuck this ass,” Kendall said in my ear as both hands squeezed my ass cheeks.
“Take it, it’s all yours,” I told him.
We changed positions. Colin sat on the sofa, I knelt in front of him stroking his cock and Kendall knelt behind me, rubbing his cock against my pussy to get it wet with my juices. Colin was playing with my curly hair while I started licking his cock like an ice cream cone.
“You been fucked in the ass before, Tracy?” he asked me.
“Oh yeah, I loved it,” I said, my hand stroking his muscular thigh.
“Good,” Kendall said. “Because I’m about to put every inch of this cock in your pretty little ass. You ready?”
“God yes,” I said.
I felt his cock head against my little hole and my pussy creamed in excitement. Then I felt the pressure as he pushed the head in and my little ring of muscles opened up and allowed his head to pop inside.
I moaned. “Mmmm yes,” I encouraged. My ass was tingling in need of his cock and when he pushed in further I sighed at the sensation of his hot cock sliding deeper and deeper into my horny ass. “Oh Kendall, yes…yes…fuck my ass baby?”
He pushed in the rest of the way and took hold of my hips as he began to pump me. It felt so good I would have fallen over had I not been bent over on Colin. I laid my face on this thigh and moaned like a whore as Kendall fucked me so good I couldn’t believe it. Colin squeezed and fondled my tit, asking me if it felt good.
“You like that cock all the way up your ass, don’t you?” he asked with relish.
“I love it,” I squeaked. “I love it so much!”
It took me a few minutes to be able to think let alone do anything else, but I soon took Colin’s cock in my mouth and began to suck it off again. I was in a world of pleasure and the way Kendall’s hands were running up and down my back and sides while he used my tender ass to please his horny cock was feeling so good.
“Tracy, I want back inside you,” Colin said. “Can we double stuff you?”
Well I had never done that before but having them in my pussy and ass at the same time sounded too appetizing to resist.
“No, but let’s do it,” I said.
Colin laid back further on the couch and I mounted him, placing him inside my dripping wet pussy. Then Kendall leaned over me and worked his cock back into my ass. Pleasure the likes of which I could not have imagined overtook me and when they both started pumping I wailed like a siren. I had barely any control over my body anymore I was just mindlessly humping my hips and moaning, my hands braced on Colin’s chest to keep me from completely collapsing as their cocks pummeled me. Kendall pulled my hair aside and kissed down the side of my face while he humped my butt. I squealed like a shameless porn girl.
As if things weren’t intense enough, Colin started to suck on my nipples since they were right in his face. My legs began to shake.
“Oh God, Oh God,” I began to chant. “Oh you are both fucking me so deep…so good…Oh Kendall, please cum in my ass? Please fill my ass with your cum!”
Kendall grabbed a handful of my hair and began to really slam me intent on getting off and filling my ass full of his cum. I tucked my head against Colin’s shoulder and grit my teeth as an orgasm like none before overwhelmed me. I was screaming, twitching, crying, mumbling gibberish and bucking wildly between them as I came in a rush of white-hot pleasure.
Annnd….I guess I passed out on Colin’s chest.
Because the next thing I knew I was waking up in my bedroom alone. And the lights were on.
Well, fuck. Was it all just a dream?
I went to get up but my well fucked ass and pussy twinged with mild and pleasurable soreness, alerting me to the fact that it was very real. I ran a finger down there and found my ass and pussy leaking the boys’ cum.
Mmm, what a good time we had.
But still, they didn’t have to just leave me, did they? That was kind of bogus. Oh well, at least they carried me to bed instead of leaving me to become stuck to the couch and wake up with a crook in my neck.
I got up and went to the bathroom then exited the room to go find food.
When I walked out into the living room I saw a sight that stopped me in my tracks. The boys were still here. They were on the sofa in their boxers playing with my gaming system. They were playing my favorite game, Skyrim.
“Um, hey guys,” I said.
“Oh, hey!” Colin said. “You like Skyrim?”
“Yeah,” I said, kinda shyly. Were they gonna make fun of me for it?
“That’s awesome!” Kendall said. He patted the sofa between them. “Come sit. Play with us.”
I happily traipsed over to sit between them. Colin handed me a controller. I grinned at him, then I looked at Kendall and he grinned at me.
“So, umm…you wanna play for a while then get it on again?” Colin asked, with a mischievous look on his face.
“Um no,” I said.
They both looked at me in surprise.
“I want to play for a while, eat some breakfast, and then get it on again,” I beamed.
“I like this girl,” Kendall said, nodding and chuckling.
“Yeah, me too. She was my neighbor first,” Colin said.
“Well, she’s ours now,” Kendall said, wrapping an arm around me.
Colin kissed me on my cheek and grabbed my boob. I kissed Colin then the Kendall on the lips before using my controller to start the game.
I could tell this was the beginning of a beautiful, beautiful relationship.