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Subject: {ASSM} Melissa -- Our Roommate Chap 2. {Biff Jones} (fict F solo toys size piercings tease smoking)
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Authors Notes and Disclaimer:  All works are drawn from my own
experience or imagination and are the sole intellectual property of
the author.  Names have been changed to protect the parties involved.
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This story depicts unsafe behaviors and is only a fantasy.  Don't do
things you'll regret.
**********

    Melissa -- Our Roommate Chap 2.  (fict F solo toys size piercings
tease smoking)

    Things weren't awkward that afternoon, thankfully.  I had been a
bit worried that Melissa would feel strangely about the morning's
encounter, both showing off her tits for us, and then most likely
hearing Kelly talking about her during our sex.  But I did notice that
she was strangely fidgety by early afternoon.  I didn't really think
anything of it until I realized we hadn't seen her for a little while.

   "Kelly, where did Melissa go?  Did she leave or something?" I
asked.

    "No," she answered.  "Maybe she went to get something from her
car."  Kelly got up and went to the window.  "Oh, for the love of
God!" she exclaimed.

    "What?"  I was a little concerned by her tone.

    "She's outside smoking a cigarette," Kelly muttered.  "Hang on a
minute."  Kelly pulled on a pair of sandals and headed to the door.  A
few moments later, she was back with Melissa in tow.

    "I didn't want to bother you guys, so I just figured I'd go
outside, and..." began Melissa, blushing.  I hadn't realized she was a
smoker, since we rarely saw each other socially.  But now the cat was
out of the bag, and I felt my pulse quicken a bit at the sight of the
long white cigarette in her fingers.

    "Don't be silly," Kelly reproached her.  "We've smoked together at
the bar; you know I smoke occasionally.  Besides," she continued,
switching to whispering in Melissa's ear with a knowing glance at me.
I strained to hear what she said but couldn't.  However, I got the
general idea when a tiny, sly smile crept across Melissa's face and
she put the cigarette between her lips for a long, leisurely drag.

     Kelly asked Melissa for a cigarette, and Melissa gave her a pack
of Marlboro Light 100's.  "See, it's even my brand," she teased as she
lit one.  I was rapidly starting to feel the effects of watching these
two sexy women smoking in front of me and my jeans were feeling rather
tight.  I decided that I'd better go out for some exercise before I
started completely gawking and really made a fool of myself.  I
excused myself and announced that I was going for a long bike ride.
The ladies simply waved and giggled.

    I changed quickly and decided to take a quick pit stop before I
hit the road.  I did my business, and just before I flushed, I noticed
something caught behind the bathroom door.  Bending down, I discovered
a pair of panties on the floor.  I figured it must have been Kelly's -
she's always leaving her underwear in the bathroom.  But I know her
underwear well, since I've bought most of it for her.  This was a
simple black cotton thong from Banana Republic, and Kelly doesn't own
any of their panties.  I realized it must be Melissa's, forgotten
after her shower earlier.

     Almost unconsciously, I touched the crotch.  They were still
slightly damp, and I could see the faint darker circle that marked the
extent of her wetness.  I realized our little game earlier must have
had an effect on her.  Her spicy musk scented the air lightly and I
fought the urge to bury my nose in the moist fabric.  In a marked
display of self-control, I put the panties back as I had found them
and quickly left for my ride.

**********

     "I think I'm going to take a nap," Kelly told Melissa.  "I'm a
little tired, and I thought maybe we'd get a drink tonight."

    "I'll probably do the same in a little while.  I might watch some
TV first though," Melissa answered.

    Kelly stood and walked towards the bedroom, shedding her outer
clothing.  She lay down on top of the covers and closed her eyes.  She
tried to relax, but was having a hard time.  Part of her mind kept
going over the hot experience of the morning.  She had never seriously
considered sharing her husband with another woman before, but she had
found it very exciting to tease him with Melissa's help.  Watching him
look at those beautiful tits and pierced nipples while stroking his
cock had made her feel very powerful and very aroused.  Kelly's pussy
started tingling fiercely.  She tried to push the vision out of her
head, but was having little luck.  Every time she tried counting sheep
or visualizing a peaceful forest, her cunt itched and her mind filled
with images of brown nipples and stiff pricks.

    Finally, she decided that if she were ever going to get a nap in,
she was going to have to do something about the situation.  She
glanced at the door to make sure it was still basically closed; she
could hear the television faintly through it.  Then she leaned over to
Biff's side of the bed and opened the "sex" drawer.  She pursed her
lips and reviewed the selection.  "Fuck it," she thought.  "I'm really
horny."  She reached in and grabbed what we like to call "the big
one", a large clear dildo that was about 11" long and 2 ½" thick.
Rolling onto her back again, she put the head against her pussy and
started playing with her clit with the other hand.  

    Gradually her twat responded with a warm rush of natural
lubrication.  Kelly twisted the dildo through the folds of her labia
several times until her wetness was smeared well across the fake cock,
and began slowly inserting it into herself.  She had to bite her lip
not to moan as the thick head passed through her outer lips and
started working into her canal.  As her cunt stretched to accommodate
the big toy, she kept stroking her clit and fucking more and more of
it into her.

    Kelly was a couple of minutes into masturbating when Melissa used
a commercial break to retrieve a hairbrush from her suitcase.  As she
passed the bedroom, she glanced in through the crack in the
imperfectly closed door.  What she saw stopped her in her tracks.
Kelly had her legs well spread, panties forced to one side.  She had a
pillow over her shoulder and had buried most of her face in it to
muffle her moans - and also blocking her view of the doorway.  And she
was sliding the big dildo all the way in and out of herself with long
full strokes.

    Melissa struggled with her conscience briefly.  She wanted neither
to violate her friend's trust, nor to be caught doing so.  But the
sight was incredibly erotic.  One thing Kelly probably didn't know
about her friend was that she was bisexual; it wasn't the sort of
thing you talked about in a professional work setting.  But it had
been some time since she had sex with her boyfriend, well before the
breakup, and several years since she had been with a woman.  Melissa
found herself stroking her damp pussy for the second time that day,
the first being when she listened at the wall as Kelly and Biff fucked
earlier.  It had surprised and aroused her to hear Kelly teasing Biff
about her tits and she had come hard.

    Now she needed to come again, watching her friend ride that thick
latex cock.  Melissa realized she had the hairbrush still in hand.
Within seconds, her mind was made up.  She reversed it in her grip and
reached between her legs.  The brush wasn't that large, and her gash
was slick with her passion-fueled moisture, so its handle slid up her
cunt with ease.  She clenched down on it as hard as she could with her
vaginal muscles, and used her other finger to tweak her clit and tease
her clitoral ring.

    As Kelly's intensity built, so did Melissa's.  She only wished
that she had something as big between her legs as Kelly did.  Yet the
sight was so erotic that she actually found herself climaxing just
before Kelly, her juices running out in sticky strands across her
hand.  Kelly came a few seconds later, shaking hard and burying the
dildo almost fully inside herself.  Even the pillow couldn't
completely muffle her cries of pleasure as her orgasm hit her.

    Kelly slowly pulled the thick cock out of herself, grimacing
slightly at the feeling of emptiness that it left.  She wiped the
better part of her emissions off of it with Biff's pillowcase,
figuring that the scent would probably give him erotic dreams all
night, then tossed the dildo back into the drawer and slid it shut.
Moments later, satisfied, she slept soundly.

**********

    About an hour later, Kelly awoke feeling refreshed and decided
that a little pick-me-up was in order.  She peeked in on Melissa and
saw her resting on the air mattress, so she decided not to disturb
her.  She jotted a short note, "Starbucks - back by 4:00" and left it
next to Melissa, then quietly departed.  

    When Melissa heard the door close and lock, she opened her eyes
quickly.  She glanced at the note, then the clock.  "Good, I have a
half an hour or so," she thought.  Knowing what she was about to do
was wrong, she nevertheless felt strongly compelled to get a closer
look at the toy Kelly had been using earlier.  She hurriedly rose from
the mattress and headed into our bedroom.  It took her no time at all
to figure out which drawer was the right one, since Kelly had been
careless in closing it.  However, when she pulled it open, she was
immediately surprised.

    While Melissa knew from girl-talk at work that Kelly was certainly
not a prude, she wasn't prepared for the array of sexy toys she
discovered inside the drawer.  There were several dildos, some
vibrating and some not, ranging from medium-sized to very large.
There were two butt plugs, lubricants, a set of vaginal balls, and
even a vibrating cock ring!  But Melissa's attention was immediately
drawn to the thick dildo Kelly had been using earlier.  Even with two
other big toys in the drawer, it was easily the largest toy there.
Melissa picked it up, marveling at the size.  Her hand just barely
closed around the circumference.  

    She looked at it closely and realized she could make out traces of
Kelly's dried pussy juices on the clear latex.  The discovery turned
her on immensely.  She realized that if she were caught now, or even
worse, in the next few minutes, she would have a hell of a lot of
explaining to do.  But she had to feel that thing inside of herself.
She sat down on the bed and pulled her shorts to one side.  She hadn't
bothered with underwear after her shower, so it was easy to expose her
cunt to the open air.  Still wet from earlier, her pussy was now a
gooey mess with anticipation.  She put the blunt head of the dildo
against her opening and spread her vaginal lips open with her other
hand.  Slowly but firmly, she began pushing the dildo into herself.

    At the 1-inch mark, Melissa was amazed at how hard she had to push
to get the dildo into herself.  It was as if it was not meant to fit,
and the sensation was slightly painful yet compelling.  At the 3-inch
mark, she began to feel a powerfully satisfying fullness and fought
the urge to cram the cock in too fast.  At the 5 inch mark her cunt
finally seemed to give up all resistance and suddenly relaxed,
allowing the dildo to quickly sink into her until the hand clutching
its shaft was wedged against her pussy.  That was also the point at
which her first climax washed over her.  "Holy fuck!" her mind
screamed.  "It's so fucking big, I've never been full like this in my
life!"  

    She started trying to slide the dildo back out but her twat was
spasming so intensely that it was very hard for her.  As she twisted
the dildo to gradually slip it out, a string of orgasms raked through
her intestines and she suddenly felt dizzy.  Suddenly she heard the
sound of bike tires crunching on leaves from the window.  Shocked into
action, she yanked the dildo out of her hot hole, gasping at the
sudden vacuum it left.  Far from satiated, her passions were blazing
after the brief encounter with the dildo.  She quickly tossed it into
the drawer and rushed from the room, adjusting her shorts as she went.

**********

    It took me a couple of minutes to get my bike squared away in the
basement before I went inside our condo.  I was fairly sweaty and a
bit tired; I had tried to work out as much of my sexual tension
through the exercise as possible.  When I got inside, Melissa was
laying on the couch with a magazine in hand, flipping nonchalantly
through the pages.  I thought it was funny, though, that her face was
flushed and that she was holding the magazine upside-down.  I figured
maybe I caught her at an awkward moment and decided to leave it alone.

    "Biff, um," she began with a funny note in her voice.  "Do you
think maybe you could help with a couple of things from my car like
you mentioned last night?"

    "Sure," I replied.  "I might as well do it now, since I'm already
sweaty."  I grinned at her, not missing the appreciative look she gave
my damp chest and arms.  She handed me her keys and asked me to bring
"the two big suitcases" which I couldn't possibly miss.

    Sure enough, I found them just fine, and they certainly were
large.  I decided prudence was better than showing off, so I grabbed
just one and headed inside with it.  "In here," she called from her
room.  I hauled the heavy case in and set it on the floor, noticing
instantly that while I was outside Melissa had put on a sexy red
lipstick and had lit a cigarette.  I gulped quietly, feeling my cock
stirring.  Melissa seemed to know the effect she was having on me as
she looked me in the eye and took a long drag.  She exhaled to the
side.  "Could you put it up here for me please," she asked, patting
the desk beside her.  Knowing it was probably too heavy for her to
manage conveniently, I lifted it up and tried to squeeze in to place
it for her.  I say tried because she made it a little tight with the
spot she had chosen to stand in, forcing me to bump up against her
breasts with my arm as I moved in.  I didn't complain, of course, but
I felt a bit silly.

    I quickly went and retrieved the other case for her.  I just
headed directly into her room with it this time, ignoring the
partially closed door.  She was next to the other case still with it
open, and was wearing only a bra and panties.  "Oh shit, sorry," I
said starting to back away.  She laughed and exhaled a stream of
smoke.  "Don't worry about it.  After this morning, I don't have too
many secrets to hide, do I?"

   I had to admit, she had a fair point, but I did feel awkward with a
gorgeous woman standing in front of me wearing only a sexy white lace
underwear set, smoking.  "Your wife mentioned going out for drinks
tonight.  What do you like better - this?" she said, motioning to her
current outfit.  "Or this?" she continued, holding up a sheer black
mesh bra and panty set.  I really didn't know how to answer, but the
expression on my face must have given a preference away.  "The second
one shows off the rings better, maybe I'll wear that..." she mused.

    I was about to make my escape when she brought that up, but then
my curiosity was once again piqued.  "Melissa, I'm just wondering, and
this is totally clinical of course, but I've never...um, well, I've
never seen a clit ring before, and do you think...?"  Melissa smiled
slyly and took a drag from her cigarette.  She motioned me over and
sat on the edge of the desk in front of me, spreading her legs.  "Just
a peek, okay?" she cautioned.  "Ready?"  I nodded and leaned in
slightly.

    Melissa reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties to one
side, revealing a cleanly shaven pussy with a medium-small gold ring
dangling from a pronounced clitoral hood.  The sight was fascinating
to me.  Looking closely, I could see tiny beads of moisture lining her
inner labia and could smell her feminine scent.  Melissa used one
fingernail to lift the ring outwards to reveal her swollen clit.

    "Does it feel good?  During sex, I mean, and, um, oral sex?" I
asked.

    "It feels fucking fabulous," she said quietly.  "Kelly should
really have it done.  It makes you almost insatiable.  Sometimes I
feel like I could come if I sat down too hard."

    She let the panties slip back into place, obscuring the amazing
view.  I realized I had leaned in to within just a foot and a half of
her cunt to look at her.  "OK tiger, show's over," she announced,
"Unless you have anything to show me..."  

    "No, I think that pretty much covered the piercings in this
condo," I answered, intentionally taking her very narrowly so as not
to get into trouble.

    "Too bad you didn't know my back when I had my tongue ring," she
teased, lighting a fresh cigarette.

    "I bet the guys really loved that," I commented as I watched her
sexy lips.  She was slowly backing me out of the room.

    "So did the girls," she agreed.  She put the cigarette in her
mouth and reached behind her back with both arms, unclipping her bra.
Then with a smile, she used her foot to swing the door shut in my
face.

**********
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