My phone rang late one night. It was Tracey and she wanted me to come to her apartment. I was dressed for bed, wearing only a loose pair of jogging shorts. It was late at night, and she'd already seen me wearing less, so I just grabbed my keys, locked the apartment and went downstairs.
She opened the door wearing my favorite outfit. She had on a short, cropped t-shirt that just barely covered her breasts. She had taken it a step further and cut the sleeves off and cut out most of the neck so it revealed her cleavage. She was also wearing a simple white pair of cotton panties, but they were cut high on the side.
"I like your outfit," I told her while my eyes roamed from her head to her toes.
"You look mighty good yourself," she said with a smile, "come on in. I want you to meet somebody."
Oh shit. I wasn't dressed to meet anyone. On top of that, just seeing her dressed the way she was had my cock well on the way to hard.
"This is Pam," Tracey said, introducing me to a very nice looking blonde sitting on the sofa. "Pam's in my business law class. We were studying."
Pam was dressed in a long t-shirt. I couldn't tell if she had anything on underneath. It was obvious she was staying the night. She was stretched out on the sofa, her smooth tan legs covering most of the cushions.
"Hi," she said with a radiant smile. Her eyes twinkled as she checked me out. She was so obvious as her eyes scanned my body. She ended up focusing on my crotch for a second, then raised her eyes to mine and met my stare.
"A study sleepover?" I asked with a slight smile.
"Well, we were studying and we decided to take a break," Pam said, smiling over at Tracey.
Studying. If they had been studying anything it was the art of drinking frozen margaritas. The blender and all of the ingredients were on the little dinette table. A nearly empty bottle of tequila was on the table, telling me they had been on their break for a pretty good while.
I reached over and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you Pam."
Pam responded with the last words I thought I'd hear "You're right, he does have a great body," I heard her say to Tracey.
I could feel my face flushing red as I turned to Tracey. Recovering, I replied, "So you think I have a great body, huh? Is that the proper way to think about your upstairs neighbor?"
Tracey smiled at me while she took a sip of her margarita. She sauntered across the room to me and offered me a sip. I took a long drink, and smiled back at her. She looked up at me and said, "Ohhhh, she knows all about you." She reached down between us and softly gripped my stiffening cock. "She also knows about how you take good care of me." Well, there was no going back now. My dick was soon at full erection. The loose jogging shorts I was wearing had little chance of hiding it. Tracey squeezed my dick until it was pointing straight out from my body. I looked ridiculous, my cock making a huge tent in my shorts.
She turned my body until I was facing Pam. Tracey leaned into me and put her right arm around my back. "Here, hold my drink," she said as she handed me her margarita. Her left hand now free, she slid it underneath my waistband and took my cock in her hand.
"I also told Pam about how you take care of me with this. I'd like to show her if you don't mind."
Without waiting for my answer, she slowly slid my shorts down to my ankles. The waistband of my shorts had pulled my cock down as it went. I was so hard, that as the shorts slipped down, my cock bounced upward and hit me in the belly. Tracey went down to her knees and helped me step out of my shorts.
I was standing there in front of a woman I had just met and I was naked with a massive hard-on, holding a half-empty margarita in my hand. Tracey, still on her knees, looked up at my dick and said, "See Pam, isn't it just gorgeous?"
Pam agreed and said, "Yes it surely is." Her voice sounded a little huskier as she stared at my dick.
"Do you want to touch it?" Tracey asked her, as her own hands began softly caressing my dick. A small drop of pre-cum appeared at the head, and Tracey spread it all over the tip of my dick, causing it to jump in reaction, which led Tracey and Pam to both giggle.
"Ummm, hello?" I said. "Is it really fair that I'm standing here naked?"
Pam arose from the couch and said, "You know, Trace, he has a point. It really isn't fair." She reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly pulled it up. The first thing I saw as the shirt rose above her thighs was that unlike Tracey, she wasn't wearing any panties. Her tuft of blonde pubic hair was trimmed to a small patch. The shirt continued to rise to reveal a very nice set of breasts. Her nipples were light pink and slightly erect. She pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. She shook her hair out and walked up to me and gave me a little kiss on the lips.
I could not believe this was happening. Pam dropped to her knees and reached over to Tracey and helped her pull the shirt over her head. Tracey pulled her panties down to her knees, and then slid onto her side in order to raise her legs. Pam reached over and pulled the panties down Tracey's legs until she could slip her feet out.
I was ready to come right then, just from watching the two ladies undress.
Tracey took hold of my dick again and looked up at me with a smile, "You're enjoying this aren't you?" she said with a little laugh.
In response, I flexed the muscles controlling my dick, causing it to throb in her hand.
Tracey responded with a laugh from deep in her throat. She turned to Pam and asked her, "Do you want to suck his dick? He really likes it."
Pam laughed, "Oh he does? Well, I guess I could give it a try."
Pam's hands came up to softly grip and caress my dick. She ran her hands all over it, reaching down to lightly scratch my balls. Then she leaned her head forward and took it into her mouth. While she was doing this, Tracey was running her hands over my body and Pam's. I felt her lightly scratching and rubbing my ass while her other hand was moving across Pam's back.
Pam's mouth was like liquid heat. She worked my cock in and out, rubbing her lips and tongue up and down the shaft. I was mesmerized by the sight of it.
"He tastes good, doesn't he?" I heard Tracey say, "he's always clean and nice smelling."
Pam mumbled back a reply, unintelligible with my cock in her mouth, causing Tracey to laugh.
"Can he come in your mouth?" Tracey asked Pam, "He really likes to do that. But if you don't want it, just tell me when he's close and I'll take over." Hearing that, I nearly answered the question by doing just what she was asking her to let me do.
Pam slowly took my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me. "Do you want to come in my mouth?"
