Group sex, creampie, Their friendly threesome leads to much more

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Melissa gasped, “That’s awful! I’m not sleeping with any of your friends.”

“Good. Just so we’re clear. You were okay ‘sharing’ me with your best friend, but I’m not okay sharing you at all, okay? You are mine.”

“Okay,” said Melissa, and kissed me. “I don’t want anyone else. Besides, it was just one night. Oh! I have to call her!”

Melissa found her phone. “She’s offline and not answering.” She said looked at the time. “Oh! We slept in. I’ll be late for yoga. I’ll talk to Susan there.”

“You told me Susan was in your yoga class.”

“Yeah, but it took a lot of persuading. Look, why don’t you go home and get a change of clothes? Can you come back later for dinner?”

I hugged her. “Of course. It’s Saturday. Where else would I be but with you?”

~~~~

I walked the few blocks to my apartment building, thinking about Susan. Months ago when I first the tall free spirited blonde I wanted her immediately, then just as immediately dismissed it. I thought no girl like her could never be interested in an ordinary guy like me. Plus, she was so outspoken and wild… I would bore her to death.

How wrong I was. Last night when Susan admitted she would have given me a chance, I could hardly believe it. And when I started seeing Melissa, Susan had started to develop a thing for me as Melissa told her her everything about me and everything we did. Images from last night filled my head: Susan getting naked with us, showering with us, watching me with Melissa, letting me eat her and then fuck her… it was all I could think about.

When I entered the lobby of my apartment building, Susan was there, waiting.

“Uh, Hi,” I said lamely. “What are you doing here? How did you know where I live?”

“Melissa pointed out your building to me once. And your name’s right on the directory. Can we talk a little?”

We rode up in the elevator in silence. Susan avoided my eyes.

As I let her into my apartment, I said “I’d apologize for the mess, but it’s always like this.”

Susan looked around. “Guys are all alike. You all need a maid. Or a mother.”

“Susan, have you talked to Melissa yet? She’s worried about you. She was going to meet you at yoga.”

“Oh, right. Yoga. I forgot about that. I don’t know why I let her sign me up for those things.”

She checked her phone. “Yeah, she’s left me a million messages.” She started sifting through all the texts and voice mail.

“Look,” I said, “call her. She’s probably not at her class yet. I need to grab a quick shower… I still haven’t cleaned up from last night. Make yourself at home, okay?”

Susan nodded as she dialed Melissa’s number.

In the shower, I tried to think. What was Susan doing here? Why did she just leave Melissa’s place without a goodbye?

The shower curtain opened and stepped in, naked.

She put her arms around me. “Melissa didn’t answer. And I didn’t have time to clean up either. Wash my back?” She looked at me hopefully.

Last night showering with Melissa and Susan was playful and erotic. This time it was just awkward. I soaped her up, unsure and hesitant. Still, I enjoyed the feel of her large breasts and tight bum and took the opportunity to admire every inch of her body when she closed her eyes to rinse under the spray. Susan in turn cleaned me and spent a few moments fondling me, but I had no reaction. It all felt strange and forced.

We dried off and when I went to find some clothes, Susan stopped me.

“Can we just stay naked for now?” she asked. “I really liked it last night. And like you said, it does make being open a lot easier, somehow.”

“Uh, sure, Susan. You know I’m comfortable with it. If you are.”

Naked, she pulled me back to the living room. We sat on my couch.

She said, “So, anyway, about last night…”

“I talked to Melissa this morning. She says she’s fine with everything that happened.”

“Are you sure? I was certain we’d have to rush her to therapy.”

“She doesn’t freak out about sex as much anymore. But yeah, I was surprised she’s taken it so well.”

Susan said, “You’ve really saved her, you know.”

“Melissa saved herself. I just encouraged her a little.”

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