JD had to do something. The two white girls were wearing him out.
Ashlee was still insatiable when it came to his big black cock, taking it everywhere she could as often as he was ready.
What she didn't know was that, after she left for class in the morning, her red-headed roommate Kelli demanded a repeat performance.
There was clearly tension between the two roommates, because Kelli watched what JD and Ashlee did, then made sure to do the same thing, only better.
If Ashlee climbed on top of JD and rode him, slowly grinding out a morning fuck, Kelli would climb aboard an hour later, wearing red high heels, and grind him even slower, being sure to hang her freckled breasts over his face closer than Ashlee had.
If Ashlee bounced furiously, talking dirty until she came, Kelli bounced harder and faster, coming up with even filthier things to say. "One white pussy isn't enough for a black cock like this, is it baby?" shed ask as her tits bounced furiously. "Did she keep that huge dick warm for me?"
When she slid down his body for his second blowjob of the day, Kelli would coo, "you were thinking of me when she was down here, weren't you? That's why you came so fast and so hard."
And when Ashlee finally laid face-down on her bed and allowed JD to enter her from behind, moving his cock a tight, painful inch at a time up her asshole while she grabbed fists full of the sheet and buried her face in the pillow, an hour later, JD got his second white ass of the morning. Kelli was much smaller, but she took it like a champ, even enduring the pain to grind against him.
JD didn't know how long he could keep it up. He needed some time to recover.
The best solution he could think of was to get the two girls to set aside their differences and team up to fuck him. Any threesome was enough to get him hard, even after a long morning with Ashlee, then Kelli, but the idea of having the competitive roommates, one blonde and one ginger, sharing his cock and working to satisfy him, was enough to drive him crazy.
While he was busy trying to think of ways to get it to happen, Ashlee was busy with her own plans.
One day, after class, she told him, "Get ready, I'm taking you to dinner."
JD knew it was their one-month anniversary and had brought her flowers and a card.
She drove, which was always a disappointment to JD, since he enjoyed her road blows when he was behind the wheel.
As she pulled out of the apartment parking lot, she reached over and began to rub his cock through his pants.
Soon enough, it was out, and she was slowly pulling on it. She wasn't looking to finish him, just getting him nice and hard.
At the first light, she said, "Let me know when it changes, and dropped her head into the passenger seat. Unlike her hand job, now she worked fast and determined with her mouth, trying to get him there in the brief time they were at the light.
She didn't quite make it at the first light, much to both of their disappointment, but while waiting for a left-turn arrow, she was able to swallow his load and clean him off, then sit back up and get ready to turn, while drivers in the next lane looked on with shock.
She took them to the restaurant where they went on their first date—the place where she had him drop a fork on the floor and used it as an excuse to crawl under the table and blow him. It was also the place with the disapproving maître d who had seated them in the back, next to the kitchen. JD still got angry when he thought of it.
The old guy wasn't working the front door when they went in. Instead, there was a young brunette hostess in a fancy blue dress. She smiled warmly at JD and Ashlee as they entered and took a quick glance at JD's crotch.
She must have liked what she saw, because she bent farther than she needed to get two menus, giving him a look at her cleavage down the front of her dress. She also swung her ass, tightly clad in the blue material, as she led them to their table.
