Um, this is the fourth chapter so far. If you need some context for this story, go back and read the previous chapters. I typed my fingers to the bone. Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration - but I hate repeating myself. If you need to know more, it's there.
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After our group night out, we dropped all pretenses in the suite. It started when Mary Sue came home from classes on Monday and simply stripped naked and sat on the couch, legs splayed and her fingers busy with her pussy. It was as if it didn't matter who saw her - and actually, the only one pussy I hadn't seen in the group was Sheila's. But that was going to happen soon anyway.
"Mary Sue," I asked. "What's gotten into you?"
"Technically, nothing so far! If you're asking how come I'm playing with myself and simply skirting the issue, it's because I've been so fucking horny for the past two hours, I thought I'd explode! It seems my American Studies professor has a habit of going commando, and sitting up front on her desk. I thought you had stones, the way you dressed this past weekend - well, she's got bigger ones. She basically tried to teach 20 students about the history of the Grand Canyon while showing off her own valley. I know I wasn't the only one who it got to - I saw at least three girls fingering themselves, and I'd swear a couple of the guys were jerking off. I held back - but now I'm home and letting loose."
"Dayam! That's amazing. I wonder how long she's been doing that?" I asked.
"From what I was told, since about mid-way through last year. It started as soon as enrollment for her class ended. I bet that if the word gets out her next semester will be standing room only! Now either let me alone so I can finish, or get over here and help!"
Ever the friendly one, I chose to assist. I got naked as well, moved between her legs, pulled her forwards so her pussy was at the edge and moved her fingers aside with my head. I took a deep breath and inhaled the smell of her musk, then bent to taste her. I used my tongue to try to reach every inch of her pussy before shifting to her clit.
"If you're going to suck my clit, then you better use your hands to fill my cunt!"
"Yes, ma'am." I purred. And with that I worked three fingers up inside her, searching for her g-spot. I heard the door open and started to turn, but her hand on my head prevented that.
"Gwen, get over here and work on my nipples. They are dying to be squeezed and twisted. Hard! Oh, and take off your clothes as well!" The sound of clothing hitting the floor came next, and then I felt a body next to us. That had to be Gwen obeying. I still had one free hand, and used it to find her pussy. I heard a gasp, a giggle and then a moan as I got to work with it.
Mary Sue, meanwhile, was beginning to sound like a cat in heat. She was breathing hard, making mewing sounds, and otherwise letting the world know she was getting close to coming. I sped up my tongue on her clit, and reached the letter T when she finally let loose. As she did her pussy grabbed my fingers and held them deep inside as she shuddered with her release. As soon as she relaxed enough to let me go, I shifted my attention to Gwen. I sat her down next to Mary Sue and spread her legs. My hand was already three fingers deep in her slit, so all I needed to do was reposition her so her clit was accessible and soon I was once again tonguing the alphabet where it mattered most.
I can tell you definitively that all pussy does NOT taste the same! My side by side taste testing revealed some fascinating, subtle differences that I enjoyed. They were the same and yet different. It was cool! And, once again, as I was sucking a clit, I heard the door open. This time I didn't even try to turn - I just kept at it.
"Sheila, get naked and get over here. You need to have Paula eat your pussy. She's got a magical tongue." Again, I heard clothes hit the floor. Mary Sue got up and Sheila took her place. Mary Sue's hands rested on my shoulders as if she was trying to guide my mouth. When that didn't work, she switched gears and reached around to play with my tits, stroking them. Lightly rubbing them. Teasing my nipples, which were beginning to ache with desire. I could hear the squishy sounds of fingers in a pussy and figured it was Sheila. I adjusted my hands so one was still in Gwen and reached for Sheila with the other.
Not sure what actually triggered Gwen's orgasm - but all of a sudden, she was bucking and shrieking and twitching. It was awesome - I had now made two of my roommates come and I knew what kind of pleasure it was. I was feeling extremely powerful and so I very quickly moved to Sheila's pussy. What a surprise - I had never encountered so much hair in my life! Her mound was covered with tangled, black curls. It didn't turn me off, but it was so unusual. Beneath it all, she had the same equipment we all did, so I went back to what I knew to do. I was surprised, thought, by the size of her clit - it was a lot bigger than mine or the other girls. It was almost like a mini-penis. I treated it like one as my fingers moved inside her.
"Yes!" I heard her say. "Somebody squeeze my tits! Pull my nipples!" I could tell by the movement around me that both Gwen and Mary Sue responded, and seconds later Sheila was squirting in my face!
