It was again a Friday afternoon and I had made my weekly trip to see my girlfriend, Abby, at her apartment. Two months ago, Barb, one of Abby's roommates had caught me alone and begged me to show her my cunnilingus technique. It should come as no surprise that she was now hooked and I had eaten her a few times as well as fucked her. A few weeks after that, Carla, the other roommate began teasing me with her ample tits—to say that had a very nice pair would still not do them justice. Anyway, we were playing around one afternoon when Abby and Barb weren't around and one thing led to another and I wound up fucking her, too. That brings us up to now.
It was a lazy afternoon, nobody was home so I let myself in the apartment. It was such a warm day that I immediately changed to my swimsuit with the intention of heading over to the apartment complex's pool. I had only gotten to the living room when Abby came in.
"Oh, yes. It is a day for the pool," she said seeing me there. "Let me go change."
I sat down in front of the TV and had no sooner turned it on when Barb came in. She took one look at me and said, "Hi Wes. Yes, it is a great afternoon to hit the pool." Then she disappeared upstairs to apparently change.
I picked up the remote and began to surf channels when Abby returned wearing one of her string bikinis. She had just the right body for it with boobs that were neither too big nor too small. She sat down next to me and moments later we were making out—hey it had been a whole week since we had seen one another. I not only got a good feel of her boobs, but had my hand down the front of her bikini playing with her clit when Barb came downstairs wearing a Speedo one piece, which made her look like she had no boobs at all.
"Sorry, am I interrupting you guys again?" she asked.
"Well, sort of, but we didn't get too far," said Abby in a matter-of-fact albeit disappointed tone..
"Oh, you mean like the last time?" giggled Barb. "I think Wes probably gives great oral."
Not wanting this conversation to continue going where I thought that it might, I asked, "Hey, anyone want a Moscow mule? I think probably I'm ready for a good drink about now."
"Sounds great," said Abby.
"I'll take one, too," said Barb, "But better make it a double because I just got my period."
"TMI again," I said as I commenced making cocktails.
No sooner had I handed out the mules when Carla came in. "Oh, wow, cocktail time. I don't know what you're making, but I'll take one."
"He's making mules," said Barb.
"Looks like you guys were heading to the pool. Let me go change."
It took me longer to make Carla's drink because I had to go hunting for another lime in the depths of the fridge, but by the time it was ready Carla was back and standing in the kitchen at my elbow. When I saw her my jaw dropped because there she stood in the cutest halter top bikini that held her boobs perfectly to accentuate their perfect roundness.
By the time we returned to the living room both Abby and Barb were well into their mules. Now things were getting interesting as Barb, who was not that much of a drinker and already starting to slur her words just a little bit, looked right at my bare chest and asked, "I wonder why guys have nipples because they don't have boobs."
"I have both," said Carla lifting up her halter and freeing her impressive tits.
"Ever have a guy suck on those?" asked Barb who had just drained her mule and held up her mug as a sign that she wanted a second one.
"Yeah, Wes has. Haven't you Wes?"
"Oh, Oh, the cat is about to get out of the bag," I thought to myself.
