Summer holidays were looming. That weekend it dawned on us there was only one more weekend before we would all split up and go home for the summer. Ken seemed a lot more cut up about it than I thought he would. He started smoking weed in our dorm despite the risks of expulsion, I don't think he even attended any lectures the last week.
All that was background though, as I couldn't do anything more than think about Kelly coming over this weekend. She studied at hers Friday and came over Saturday night, sadly saying she had to go back in the early morning of Sunday.
Still, one night with my gorgeous girlfriend and her newly slutty side was enough for me. Though I thought the Ken stuff was over, I was still nervous about them being under the same roof for the night. There had still been no contact between them at least.
Kelly arrived, coming straight from the library, so no sexy little dress I'm afraid. But her tight black skinny jeans and purple t-shirt with a little cleavage was a pleasant sight. Not that the tight top didn't show her heavy round tits off anyway. I noticed a slight bit of mascara on too, making her blue eyes look sharp and seductive.
Ken was in his room, the whole place reeked of weed. We had never gotten high before, but Ken was an avid enjoyer so to me and Kelly the place stunk. As much as I wanted to shove Kelly off to the bedroom for fun, it was only 9, she wanted to relax and watch a movie.
We sat on the sofa with Kelly's legs on my lap, both of us under a blanket with the only light coming from the TV. I tried to pay attention to the soppy rom-com, but I wasn't able to stop looking at Kelly's seductive body. My cock straining in my shorts.
Ken's door opened. I felt my chest flutter as we both swung our heads to see him wearing nothing but a robe with a joint between his lips. He took a seat next to us as he give a casual greeting.
He's just joining us for a movie. It didn't have to mean anything. Poor guy was as depressed as ever anyway. We casually talked about the film, Kelly between me and Ken. He passed us his joint.
"Guys you got a week left, let loose!"
He had a point, the movie was coming to an end and I was hoping within 20 minutes me and Kelly would be alone in my room. We took a hit. Kelly coughed. A few minutes later she felt a little dizzy while I was just feeling sleepy. We had shifted so all three of us were upright, the blanket draped over our collective laps. My eyes felt heavy as I felt a hand on my thigh.
My heart fluttered, Kelly's hands cupping my bulge. Was she feeling slutty?!
I peeked at the corner of my eye to try to look at Kelly. But what I saw caused my heart to race.
I saw Ken's robe open, the blanket over his lap, as sketching moved up and down under said blanket. The shape of her fist going up and down, up and down.
Kelly was jerking him off under the blanket......
My dick jumped up, Kelly's hand slipped under my shorts, grabbing my cock. No one spoke, as Kelly stroked both of our dicks. Kelly looked at me, grinning.
Ken removed the blanket. Our cocks both out now as I saw Kelly eagerly work them both, pulling his forskin all the way back, struggling to do the same to me. This made it easier to jerk Ken's cock at a faster pace, and she really did work his cock fast! It hurt me to notice how she seemed to work his thicker throbbing dick with more passion.
I wanted to stop, but I couldn't help remember those slutty pornos with a three way just like this. Be careful what you wish for right? Kelly turned to me as our lips met. Her tongue in my mouth, Ken groaning as Kelly moaned like the perfect slut. Happy to have a dick in each hand.
My girlfriend, Kelly. Wanking me and my roommate off. Fuck she was becoming a bigger slut than any girl I knew!
I felt my balls twitch, a spurt came out of my cock, shooting up with enough velocity to cover my shirt with four or five bolts of warm cum, staining the blue fabric. The sudden release giving me a head rush as Kelly pulled away, panting. Sitting there wearing my own cum, cock shrivelling as Kelly now focused completely on Ken's cock.
Fuck! I thought as I saw Kelly lick my droplet of cum from her finger. I wasn't mad because I came early, or that Kelly was jerking off Ken right next to me now, as I sat there with a cummy shirt and no pants on. It was how this cumshot felt so much better than any I had in the last week. Even better than last weekend when we fucked, and that was because I couldn't stop looking at how erotic Kelly looked as her fingers gripped Ken's throbbing cock and worked it inches from me.
Now I had to sit and watch as Kelly jerked off Ken. Her body leaning on his, his arm around her shoulders. Both looking down at his throbbing erection, pointed right at their faces. Humiliated, but not being able to look away. Not being able to ask them to stop.
"Just a handjob okay guys?!"I asked. My voice was a little raspy, mouth dry from the hit of weed. Kelly turned to Ken, her hand still working his cock, her fingers glistening with his leaking pre cum.
"You okay with that?" she whispered to him, her face very close to his making me uncomfortable. Ken gave me a look and nodded. He looked like he wasn't far off shooting his load anyway. I felt a little relieved.
Trying to be involved, I slid my hand down Kelly's jeans, unbuttoning them as I crawled into her panties, feeling her wet pussy. I had no trouble working two fingers in and out, hearing her pant as her face turned back to mine. We kissed again. I couldn't believe how hungry her tongue felt as we kissed.
It was only when I had pulled back a moment later I saw Ken had lifted her top, hand in her bra. With a hand full of Kelly's tit, Ken played with her nipple, and soon his twitching cock started to leak.
I was jealous of Ken's cock, how easier it was for Kelly to play with, the upward angle, easily exposed head. Kelly turned to Ken, one hand on his balls the other wanking his thick cock. She really did look like a porn star now.
I worked her pussy as Ken came. Thick creamy cum shot all over Kelly's hands like a volcano. I was glad he came, knowing he blew the same way as me. But as I worked her soaking wet hole, Kelly's face got closer to Ken's body. She started licking Ken's cum off her hands. It was a humiliating yet erotic sight. To see your once shy girl turn into a semen demon, her mouth now finding Ken's flaccid cock and cleaning him up.
All I had to do was finish off Kelly. But it was taking longer than usual, working my fingers into her, quite clueless at the time to be honest. Maybe I was put off my game watching her lick up any residue of cum from Ken's cock.
It was then that I was stopped.
Ken put his hand on my arm. His cock still in my girlfriends mouth.
"Can I try?" He asked. I looked to him, to Kelly.
"Umm okay." I muttered, wondering what he meant. It should be okay, they haven't broken any rules. She didn't try to fuck him. Or kiss. But then I watched as Ken's fingers grabbed the waistband of Kellys jeans, yanking them and her panties down, exposing her bald pale vagina.
We never made a rule for her pussy, other than he couldn't fuck it.
I moved off the sofa as Kelly stretched out, I stood awkwardly with nothing on from the waist down. Kelly had her T-shirt up over her tits, jeans and panties around her ankles. Ken's hand went between her thighs. Her legs naturally spread for him as he slid two fingers into my girlfriend. I watched how differently he did it, using his two middle fingers, curling them up, doing something I never could at that age, find her G spot.
Kelly groaned. Covering her face. Ken moved his hand back and forth, her hips matching his motion. I couldn't believe how much her body was moving, at first in a sensual manner but before long she was losing control, thrashing about. Ken's hand worked wonders as Kelly's pink little pussy was gushing.
She grabbed the blanket and covered her face, her gentle moans turned into screams as her back arched, hips lifted. I remember thinking I've only seen girls react like this in pornos. In no time, Kelly was cumming over Ken's hand.
He turned to me, smiling.
"This will really make her cum!" He handed me his joint as he started again.
I took a seat watching, taking a hit, my head spinning. Kelly squirmed. Ken's spare hand cupping her tit, fingers playing with her erect nipple. Teasing it. Using his thumb, he rubbed her clit. Her small groans turning into animalistic screams, she came again. This time Ken removed his hand, his two fingers covered in a thick, creamy layer of grool, playing with it as the thick strings of cum hung between his fingers. I felt mocked as he played with my girlfriends cum.
Kelly was now a panting mess. Breathless, her face beet red. Eyes watering. She looked at Ken, his hand with her cum on it.
"Oh my god!" She moaned.
The humiliation didn't end as Ken wasn't done. His hand went back to work, this time his other hand pressed down on her pelvis. Holding her down as as worked his technique again, Kelly's body was now spasming. Ken held her down to stop her moving, Kelly reached to the arm of the sofa. Biting down on the blanket, her legs shaking. Ken seemed to be putting his all into her, and with one loud scream into the blanket, her hips jolted up, her thighs spread wide, trembling as she came for a third time, squirting over Ken's hand. Jets of her juices shot out as Ken's fingers still moved in Kelly's squelching gushing cunt.
Ken got up, licking his fingers. Like it was no big deal.
Kelly wasn't panting now, she was gasping. Tears in her eyes as she covered her face. There wasn't even a wet spot, the entire sofa cushion was soaked through. Looking at Kelly, a wet quivering mess, I couldn't help love how satisfied she looked, and how slutty she looked. It was then I realised I once again had a hand on my cock.