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In Mandy's sorority, they partnered the girls with someone from the grade above them to "advise" them their freshman year. They called them a "big" and the freshman was a "little." Mandy's little was Heather, a woman I was carrying from the living room to her room. We had been at a party earlier, and she had a few too many drinks throughout the evening. This wasn't an irregular occurrence. Heather was a tiny woman and she couldn't hold her alcohol.
Heather had moved into the apartment with Jessica, Liz, and Mandy at the start of the school year. Heather was a junior, Liz, Mandy, and I were seniors, although Mandy had finished her first degree and was wrapping up the second. Jessica had gone straight from undergrad to grad school. After a string of really shitty relationships Heather had decided to be single for a while. She had studied abroad and come back with a new lease on life. She had also gotten what she called "the best fuck of her life" during the trip abroad. That wasn't hard to imagine, as her descriptions of all of her previous guys had been pretty bad in bed.
Mandy and I helped her pull the covers up and a small blue vibrator fell out from between the sheets. "Oh no!" Heather drunkenly exclaimed. Then she looked up at me, "you aren't supposed to see that!"
I couldn't help but laugh. "It's ok," Mandy told her. "I have vibrators too. It's no big deal."
"Yeah," I said, picking up the vibrator. "And we use hers all the time." I handed her the toy back. "And you should enjoy yourself and use this tonight."
She made a satisfied sounding "mmm" as she took her toy back, then said "I'm going to use it, but you have to leave."
"You mean you don't want us to watch?" I joked.
Mandy shot me a look. Not a look to say she was mad, more of a "quit picking on my drunk little" look.
We put Heather to bed then left the room. Before the door closed I heard her toy start buzzing. Heather had always intrigued me in an odd sort of way. I wasn't attracted to her in a way where I would have ever dated her had I been single, but I did find her very physically attractive, and thought of her as a close friend. The only women I thought of as closer friends were Mandy and Chelsea.
Heather is a very cute woman. She's petite, she couldn't have been much more than 100 pounds at the time. She's slightly shorter than Mandy, so 5'3" or 5'4". She's very pale, with brown hair that goes just past her shoulder blades. She had a very pretty face and gorgeous brown eyes.
Heather also had a freakishly large tongue. Mandy and I could both touch the tip of our tonge to the tip of our nose, but not the way Heather could. She could stick her tongue out and cover her entire chin with it. She also could do all kinds of fun tricks beyond just rolling it. On several occasions she would get drunk and show off those tricks at parties, making many of the guys there, myself included, very interested in feeling that tongue on their cock.
However it wasn't just her looks or tongue dancing skills that made me find her attractive. The real reason I found her so intriguing is the way she had always flirted. I met Heather the same night I met Mandy. On the night I met them Heather had been drunk and I carried her to her dorm with Mandy walking with us. When we got her to her bed, she told me I was lucky to have met Mandy, then she said something along the lines of, "I would totally let you fuck me if you she hadn't gotten you first."
That had always stuck in my head. When we first started talking about a threesome, I thought it would be with Heather. Now, three years later Heather was somehow the only woman in the apartment I hadn't slept with. Mandy and I had been in a few threesomes with Jessica when she had been single (she now had a boyfriend who was clueless about the threesomes, and who as I write this is her husband) and we had swapped a few times with Mike and Liz.
Mandy and I had talked about a threesome with Heather. Mandy had been hesitant because Heather had never really had a good head on her shoulders when it came to guys, but that had changed. Mandy also worried Heather had a crush on me before, but we were past that too. Mandy had told me several times she found Heather incredibly sexy, and had said before that if Heather ever got into a healthier headspace about relationships she would love to spend a night with her. Now that Heather was in that better space, I decided to bring it up again.
"You know," I started as we walked into Mandy's room, "if Heather didn't get so drunk after only two drinks we could invite her in here one night."
"I knew you were thinking that," Mandy joked, tossing a pillow at me. I caught it and put it back on the bed as I watched her take her shirt off. My cock twitched as I watched her reach behind her back to unclasp her bra. Even after three years of fucking almost every night I still always got hard every time I watched Mandy undress.
I moved around the bed as Mandy freed her perfect 34C cup breasts. I moved behind her and reached around cupping and softly squeezing them.
"Oh you think you are going to get to fuck me while thinking about fucking my little?" she asked.
"You want to fuck her too," I said as I nuzzled my face against her neck.
"That's true," she admitted. I already knew she did, we had discussed Heather plenty of times.
"She has asked me about it," she said. That was news to me. I spun Mandy around and put her on the bed.
"She knows about our other threesomes, and she has asked if we would ever let her do it with us."
I kissed Mandy's neck. "So what did you tell her?" I asked as I slid down her body and took one of her nipples into my mouth.
"I haven't told her yes, but I haven't told her no either," she said as I moved down and kissed her navel.
"It sounds like you want to actually do it," I said as I pulled her panties off. They clung a bit to her lips, which were already wet. Mandy had spent the summer with dark purple hair, but was now back to her normal blonde as she was preparing to interview for jobs. However she still had a small triangle of dyed purple pubic hair just above her slit.
"I've always found her attractive, and now she's a lot more comfortable with her sexuality and I think she could handle i--ooh!"
Mandy cooed as I pressed my tongue against the hood of her clit. I held her thighs and spread them apart as I circled her clit and then pushed my tongue in between her lips tasting her sweet cunt. I kept rubbing her clit with my thumb, before moving my tongue back to it and sliding my middle and index finger into her.
She held my head as I worked her with my tongue and hand. It didn't take very long to bring her to an orgasm. Her abs tightened as she pulled her head and shoulders up, doing a sort of orgasmic crunch. She let out a high pitch squeak then fell back limp onto her pillows.
I gave her body a few soft kisses as I moved up, eventually kissing on her neck.
"Don't you think it would be fun to have Heather down there to do that for you?"
Mandy laughed. "You are so bad."
"That doesn't answer my question," I said as I gently nibbled on her earlobe.
Mandy giggled and said, "Yeah, I'd like to have Heather go down on me."
I kissed her neck and asked, "So are we going to make that happen?"
"Well I am," she said. "I haven't decided if I'm going to let you be there."
