Author's Note: This story is a continuation of our college adventures. You don't need to read our earlier stories to understand it, but it does make references to the events of earlier works particularly 'Playing Wingwoman - By Her' and "His Surprise for me - By Her"
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Every fraternity house on our campus had single women who just sort of hung out there and ours was no exception. Those girls usually fell somewhere on a spectrum. At one extreme was the super nice girl everyone thought of as a little sister. They hung out, made people cookies, helped keep the place clean, gave guys relationship advice, and were just generally adorable. On the other extreme was the girl who was the ultimate party girl. She was always ready to "unwind from school" no matter how easy her course load was. She was always down to let you do body shots off of her at a party, and she had slept with a fair number of the single guys in the house.
Despite having a body that screamed sexy, Nicole was more of the first group. She was the ultimate wing-woman for the guys who were single and she was always willing to give guys advice about their girlfriends. She was also very smart, and was in a study group with a few other guys taking the same courses as she was during our freshman year. But her sophomore year she was dating a new guy and she never came around. Then over spring break she dumped her boyfriend and suddenly she was back to hanging out at our house.
Nicole had been introduced to the house by me. She and I had met about a month into our freshman year. I had been doing laundry, when she came in disheveled and obviously having a bad day. She came in to get her clothes out of the washer and put them into the dryer only to find out that the spin cycle on the machine had quit working while washing her clothes. As a result her clothes were still soaked.
She looked like she was about to break down crying so I offered to help her out. I moved all her wet clothes to another machine and paid to run it.
"Thanks," she said. "I'm just having a really shitty day. Are you going to hang out here or are you just leaving your clothes and coming back?"
"Well, after seeing your machine break I should probably stay and make sure my clothes actually get washed." Truth is I always stayed and read or did homework while doing laundry, but she needed a laugh. It worked and she giggled a bit.
"Can I hang out with you?" she asked me, and I said sure.
We chatted while our laundry finished. Nicole had dumped her boyfriend earlier that week after she found out he was cheating on her. "It's not even that we broke up that has me upset," she told me. "It's that he cheated. I mean, we have sex, I'm a very sexual person. Am I not sexy enough? I don't get it."
I assured her that she was very sexy. She was average height with light brown hair. She was tan and had a very cute face. She wasn't a small girl, but wasn't overweight by any means. She also had incredibly voluptuous breasts. And I mean huge. You know those women that you see and wonder, "How do they not have back problems?" She was one of those women.
I had one bag of laundry and she had three, so I helped her take hers up to her room. When we got up there she turned to me and asked if I had a condom. When I said I did she said, "Chris, I need to get laid. I need to have sex and I need to know that a guy finds me sexy. Don't feel like I'm helpless and you are taking advantage of me, I just need this."
I was an 18 year old guy being asked by a beautiful 18 year old woman to have no strings attached sex. Within minutes we were naked in her bed with nothing between us but a thin piece of latex. The sex had been great. She had the largest natural breasts I had ever seen and they were amazing pressed against my chest. Her entire body was wonderful. Her skin was soft and her hips felt amazing as I gripped them and thrusted into her. She said her ex was much smaller than me and after feeling how incredibly tight her pussy was I believed her. She was a great kisser, and she was wonderful on top.
An hour later her roommate found the two of us in bed. We were still naked and covered in sweat, and Nicole's breasts still had a few streaks of cum on them that we had missed while wiping her off. Nicole told her it was just a fling, a one-time thing just to get her out of her funk. Then that night it became a two-time thing. By the end of the next weekend it was a five-time thing.
There was about a month until we had sex again after she came with some friends to a party at my fraternity house. After the party she started hanging out at our house, and our hookups became more of a regular thing. We hooked up on and off the rest of our freshman year, the last of which was after her sorority's spring semi-formal. She knew I was also hooking up with Chelsea regularly, and the two women were cool with the situation. Neither was interested in a relationship, they both just wanted sex that came without any baggage.
Fast forward to spring of our sophomore year. It had been almost a year since we had last had sex. She started to hang around the house again after her last relationship had ended. When she met Mandy she was nervous Mandy would be territorial, but the two hit it off. Nicole was very much strictly just a friend. She was a friend I had slept with on multiple occasions, but there were no romantic feelings between us. Mandy had already became good friends with Chelsea despite our sexual past, so it came pretty easy to her to get to know Nicole.
Before they met, all Mandy knew about Nicole was that we had hooked up on multiple occasions, and that Chelsea had tried to organize a threesome with her and Nicole had turned it down because she wasn't bisexual and Chelsea was. Nicole said she would do it if there was no girl-on-girl action, Chelsea would only do it if there was some, so it never happened. Mandy also knew from our pictures of Nicole's generous endowment.
I was watching TV with Mandy when she brought Nicole up.
"Do you think Nicole's boobs are bigger than Carrie's?"
"I don't know," I said. "They look about the same, but Nicole is a bit slimmer than Carrie."
"So, I've been thinking, Nicole is completely straight. Like, not even a bit bi. Like, no interest in even pretending, right?"
I told her she was correct.
"Well, our first threesome with Chelsea, a lot of it was focused on her and me. And then our threesome with John, all of it was focused on me. And since you set up the one with John for me, I was thinking maybe we could have one with Nicole and focus on you."
The Idea of Mandy and Nicole together definitely turned me on. Nicole was great in bed. Mandy was better, but Nicole was really good.
"You know we can always just do it with Chelsea again and you two only focus on me," I said. "You really just want to see Nicole topless don't you," I said jokingly.
"I really do, but that's not why I picked her. I think it could be fun. And I know if we do it with Chelsea she and I will end up playing again."
"I don't even think she would actually be down to do it. She knows you are bi already."
"She's down," Mandy said matter-of-factly.
I looked at her. "You've already asked her haven't you?"
Mandy leaned over and kissed me and said, "She's coming over this weekend while John is out of town."
A few days later I found myself sitting on the futon with the door locked and Nicole and Mandy standing in front of me.
"So, for the last time, you are sure you are ok with this?" Nicole asked Mandy.
"Yes, I'm sure." To make sure Nicole knew she was serious Mandy took off her shirt.
Nicole followed suit. Mandy had on a red bra with lacy straps. Nicole had on a white bra with light pink hearts. It was cute, but not quite "I'm wearing this because I know I'm having sex tonight" lingerie. I remembered she always had trouble finding sexy lingerie that fit her size that didn't cost a ton.
"Damn," Mandy exclaimed. "Those are even bigger than I thought, what size are those Nicole?"
