Threesome with Two Hot 18-Year Old College Girls
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EXCERPT:
"Do you miss your little slut?" Jennifer texted. "Haha, stop!" "We're going out for Alyssa's 18th birthday this Saturday," she texted, followed up by: "I think we should celebrate after ;)" I felt the thumping in my chest, just as I had when I realized Jennifer followed me on Instagram. This felt so wrong, but so incredibly exciting at the same time. My dick, however, thought this was a tremendous idea.
An hour later, I heard another ping! This time, I didn't recognize the number. I opened the message and was stunned yet again. My eyes were glued to my screen for several seconds, in disbelief of what was unfolding. My eyes had been fixated on a dark and blurry image of a young pair of tits, perky but definitely smaller than Jennifer's. An arm surrounded them, squeezing them together. The picture was accompanied but a text message reading "can I be your slut too? ;D" I was a bit less reserved this time versus when Jennifer first hit on me but I was still in shock. My reply was simply "Alyssa??" Seconds later, she replied "yes, Mr. Smith."
I went back to Jennifer's Instagram account and watched her story. She and Alyssa were posting various selfies, all quite flirtatious and unbelievably sexy. I watched the entire story again. And again. And... ping! "Mr. Smith, do you like watching your slut's story?" She caught me! I was excited and turned on, realizing that I hadn't felt this excited about my sexual life in years. It almost felt like a movie script!
The remainder of that week felt like an eternity. I couldn't focus at work. I was pre-occupied when I was home. I needed Saturday night to cum... err, come already. What also didn't help is that I now had an insatiable Jennifer texting me and her just turned 18-year old friend Alyssa seemingly equally horny joining her.
"You're going to fuck your favorite slut first tomorrow, right Mr. Smith?" Jennifer texted Friday night with an accompanying topless selfie. I was with Vinny again that night, which was another wrinkle to this saga.
I got home around midnight and was planning to knock out early when... Ping! I opened a text from Alyssa. "I want to see your cock ;)," she wrote. I hardened up instantly and considered this outlandish request. "What do I get in return?" I replied. "Whatever you want, Mr. Smith ;D." I started typing, then deleted, then typed again, eventually saying "Show me where you want me tomorrow night."
Less than five minutes later, I heard two more pings. I opened them and gawked at a picture between Alyssa's legs and another picture of Alyssa's mouth, a finger on her lower lip and tongue halfway out. I pulled down my boxers and jerked myself to the sight of both pictures, wondering if she was tighter than Jennifer. I snapped a photo of myself fully erect and sent it to Alyssa. Her response was simply a dozen heart-eye emojis.
Ping! I was snoozed, fantasizing about the next night's festivities when Jennifer texted me. "I thought I was your favorite slut!" I scrolled down and to my amazement, she sent a full body picture with two fingers spreading her lips. I didn't sleep much that night, between imagining the next night and staring at Jennifer's incredible body. I blew two loads just from her picture and the pictures Alyssa sent me prior.
Jennifer and Alyssa spent much of Saturday teasing me and I returned the favor, showing both of them a picture of my empty bed, waiting for them later that night. I offered to pick both of them up from the club they were at around midnight.
At around 12:20, I spotted Jennifer, this time wearing a bright red knee-length dress with side cutouts and her tits were nearly popping out of it. Then I caught sight of Alyssa. She wore a dark blue halter neck dress showing plenty of cleavage and her athletic figure. Jennifer recognized my car and they walked over, sharing the back seats. I hugged both of them and was again seduced my their sensual fragrances.
"Happy birthday, Alyssa!" I said as I began driving back to my place.
"Thanks, Mr. Smith. I can't wait to celebrate!" She was direct. I loved that. I must have missed every traffic light on the drive back, causing it to feel infinite, but finally we arrived at my condo. Jennifer reminded Alyssa that she was my "favorite" slut so she got to go first.
Once inside, Jennifer became very clingy to me. She rubbed her hands up and down my shirt and tip-toed to kiss me. I reached around and grabbed her ass and she hopped into my arms, wrapping her legs around me. She caught me off guard, but I carried her to the couch and laid her on her back.
"The birthday girl gets to watch," I said. "For now."