I have been living with Tom in the Washington D.C. area for about 7 weeks and if you have been keeping up with my story you will be aware that we first had sex on the 4th of July, about 2 weeks after I moved in. We have been an exclusive couple since then, having sex regularly 2 or more times each day. (Good morning sex, good night sex, and usually spontaneous sex sometime during the day). I have been commando (no panties) since July 5th so that I am always easily available and around the apartment I seldom wear more than a thin T-shirt than barely covers my butt.
In chapter 2, I put away my diaphragm as I wanted to experience Tom totally natural and the feeling was so over the top that I haven't used it for the past 2 weeks. The mental image of his cum surrounding my cervix and trying to get in is just overwhelming. I don't want to get pregnant, but if you have been following my stories since the beginning, you will remember that in "One Last Underground Adventure" (Erotic Couplings), I picked up an STD from a stranger in Atlanta and because I waited too long to see a doctor, was told that I may have trouble conceiving or carrying a fetus to birth. Regardless, I was playing it to the hilt. I will be leaving in a few days to return to my elementary teaching position in Florida and am enjoying my last few days with Tom.
Tom was at a late night gig and I was watching a TV movie, waiting for him to come home when the light knock on the door startled me. It was Tom's best friend, Will. Until about 2 weeks ago, Will and his girlfriend were regular visitors. She was transferred out of State with her job and Will was at loose ends.
Tom and Will had been roommates in college and friends ever since. The contrast between the two was amazing. Tom is a honey brown and is often mistaken for white. Will on the other hand is the blackest man I have ever seen. His skin appears to have a blue/black cast to it and his hair, while cut very short, is very kinky.
"I need to talk. Tom told me to come on over and he would be home soon."
I didn't think anything of being commando in my thin shirt because Will had seen me like this before and as couples we had often made out in the same room.
We talked about his loneliness and sexual frustration and continued the discussion when Tom got home. He told us that he and his girlfriend had agreed to be non-exclusive since they had to be apart and getting together seemed almost impossible. Tom told Will that I was leaving for Florida in a few days and that we would have to be non-exclusive also. Tom was openly fondling me as we talked and I was hoping that Will would go home soon so we could get on with what was starting. Will had an obvious problem in his pants and was squirming around trying not to be obvious.
Finally I said, "Tom, what would you think of me helping Will with some much needed relief?" Before I could say anything about meaning a hand job, Tom said, "Only if he will be satisfied with juicy seconds." He immediately clamped his lips to mine and began kissing, fully involved with tongue, as his hands found my breasts. Somehow he had lowered his pants during this exchange and without speaking another word, he positioned me over his cock and slid into me like a finger into a glove. I was no longer thinking of Will being just across the room.
Tom was way ahead of me and began shooting cum into me before my climax was even close. As he was shooting into me, I felt a pair of hands caressing my breasts and knew Will was near. After his climax, Tom put his arms under my thighs and lifted me off his cock and into the air. My arms were still around him and our lips were glued together. Before I could imagine what was happening, I felt another hard cock slide into my slippery passage, rubbing my G spot on the way in. I began to tremble as Will pumped in and out of me and we both came at the same time. It felt so good as he bathed the inside of my vagina with pulse after pulse of hot, creamy cum.
