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Subject: {ASSM} Melissa -- Our Roommate Chap. 4 {Biff Jones} (fict, MFF, FF, smoking, tease, creampie)
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This story depicts unsafe behaviors and is only a fantasy.  Don't do
things you'll regret.
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   Melissa -- Our Roommate Chap. 4 (fict, MFF, FF, smoking, tease,
creampie)

   I awoke the next morning to a strange sensation.  My cock was rock
hard and wedged between someone's thighs from behind.  What made it
strange was that it almost felt stuck there like it had been glued
down.  I slid the pillow that had been shielding my eyes from the
sunlight off of my face to investigate.  Sure enough, I was pressed
firmly against Melissa - my subconscious desire for the unknown must
have urged me toward her.  Or, I reconsidered, it could have been my
wife Kelly who was leaning tightly against my back with an arm draped
over me.  Between the two of them, I really didn't have anywhere else
to go.  I decided it was their fault and smiled to myself.

   However, I still had to deal with the current situation, which was
that I needed to go to the bathroom, and I seemed to be trapped.
After a little shifting and rustling, I managed to release the grip
Melissa had on me with her legs.  But in fact, I really was a little
stuck to her inner thigh.  Her copious juices must have kept leaking
out last night after I'd gone down on her, and when they dried they
connected us.  With a grimace, I pulled myself away.  On the whole, it
was slightly less unpleasant than removing a Band-Aid, but the same
idea.  She rolled over, towards me, as I disengaged, and I had a
chance once again to admire her amazing body.

   Melissa's long, pale blonde hair was splayed across the pillows
wildly, covering part of her face but revealing her sexy full lips.  I
let my eyes wander down across her firm breasts with their small gold
nipple rings, remembering the sight of my wife sucking them the night
before.  I continued looking downward across her flat stomach to the
cleanly shaven pussy that was accentuated by another golden piercing.

   Not just sexy, but intelligent and sweet as well, I wondered how
her asshole boyfriend ever let her slip away.  But then again, I
reminded myself, this was the same idiot that didn't even like to eat
pussy.  Well, his loss, I thought.

   Much as I would have liked to stay and enjoy the view, my bladder
was growing rapidly more irate by the second.  Since I was free of the
clenching legs of Melissa, I turned my attention to Kelly's arm that
lay across me like an x-ray blanket at the dentist's office.  By the
deep breathing I heard behind me, she was still sleeping hard.  I
gently lifted her arm and slid downwards towards the foot of the bed.
I set her arm back down in the space where I had been and as quietly
as possible, I made a beeline for the bathroom.

   Without belaboring the point, it took me a good couple of minutes
to do my business, but afterwards I felt like a new man.  It struck me
that after the night that the ladies had enjoyed, and from the
condition they were in when they got home, they would probably
appreciate some TLC when they awoke.  I set a pot of coffee to brewing
and poured two glasses of Gatorade, figuring they would be a bit
dehydrated from the alcohol they'd consumed.  On the way back I also
nabbed a bottle of Tylenol for the inevitable headaches.

   Still, I almost dropped the glasses when I got to the door.  With
me out of the middle, the women had slid closer towards the center
until they were now pressed against each other.  Kelly was more or
less face down with her sexy ass pointing towards the ceiling.  One of
her large breasts was pressed against and overlapping one of Melissa's
smaller tits, and Kelly's arm was over Melissa's chest and her other
tit.  Kelly's face was nuzzled into Melissa's hair and neck.  It was
so peaceful, yet so sensual that my cock stiffened instantly.  I
thought they were both asleep, so I quietly set the glasses down and
watched them lie there.

   Gradually, though, I became aware of a slow, subtle motion under
the sheet covering Melissa's waist.  I realized with an inward moan
that she was quietly fingering herself.  I decided she was definitely
one of the hottest sexed ladies I'd ever known, because she seemed
almost insatiable.  I figured that she probably knew I was watching,
because she started to carefully shift the sheet aside with every
other stroke until I could clearly see her fingers probing through the
folds of her labia, tugging gently at her clit ring.  She opened her
eyes to look at me, and then looked down at my dick pointing straight
out.  I had forgotten that I was naked, but after our playing last
night, I guess there wasn't a lot to hide.  

   Melissa winked at me and slowly started turning her face towards
Kelly.  I was pretty sure my wife was out, but by morning she's not a
heavy sleeper usually, so I wondered where this would lead.  Melissa
positioned her face directly in front of Kelly's so that their lips
were just an inch or so apart.  She remained that way for a couple of
minutes, not really moving except for the hand that was gently
touching her.  By this time I was slowly stroking myself as well,
enjoying the leisurely entertainment.  After a bit, I saw Kelly's ass
move slightly as her hips rocked subtly in a familiar motion.  I moved
towards her side of the bed to see what was going on.  I had to look
closely but finally noticed a fingertip just barely visible between
Kelly's spread legs.  Another movement of her hips opened up the rear
view of her pussy more and I was finally able to make out the fingers
caressing her swelling clit.

   Melissa caught my eye and smiled wickedly.  I realized I couldn't
see her right arm as my wife covered it and her grin grew broader when
the recognition crossed my face.  Kelly's hips were moving more
steadily now as her body subconsciously responded to her friend's
touch.  She started moaning very softly.  I watched, fascinated, as
one of Melissa's fingers started traveling up Kelly's cunt until it
was past the second knuckle.  Melissa wasn't ignoring herself, either.
She was busily rubbing her own clit and trying hard not to moan out
loud.  Suddenly Kelly shifted forward a bit, and I worried that she
might have woken and not want to continue.  But it seemed that the
proximity of their lips and the soft, warm breath on each other's
faces had registered in Kelly's sleepy mind.  She parted her lips
slightly and leaned in.  Melissa responded eagerly and they began
kissing softly, at first without tongue, then with.

   At the rate things were heating up, I didn't expect Kelly to sleep
much longer, if in fact she was still out.  She hadn't opened her eyes
yet, so it was even money either way.  But their kissing was growing
wet and passionate, and there was no longer a teasing pretext in the
way Melissa was touching her.  Melissa was alternating between firmly
rubbing Kelly's clit and plunging two fingers fully into her.  I saw
Kelly's hand and arm slide back until she was grasping Melissa's
breast.  She began gently squeezing her nipple and tugging at the
ring.  Aha, I thought!  Now I know she's awake, and knows what she's
doing.  Sure enough, moments later Kelly's eyes opened and she looked
directly into Melissa's eyes as they kissed.

   Melissa took her left hand, which she had been masturbating with,
and pulled Kelly's hand down into her sex.  I could see Kelly's eyes
widen; she had never touched another woman this way before.  But she
kept kissing her and tentatively began rubbing at Melissa's clit.  Now
Melissa was free to moan, and she did, touching Kelly's face with her
hand.  Kelly was growing more comfortable by the second, having
realized that touching her friend was little different than touching
herself, and she was beginning to press her fingers inside Melissa as
she rubbed.  She kept kissing Melissa fiercely, then turned her head
to taste the pussy drenched fingers Melissa had placed so
conveniently.

   "Mmm...  You taste good," Kelly whispered, kissing the flavor back
into Melissa's mouth.  Suddenly she turned her head to look back over
at me for the first time.  "Come fuck me," she ordered.

   I didn't need to be told twice.  I slid onto the bed behind Kelly
and turned her onto her side a little more so that we were in a
spooning position.  Between the wetness of her cunt and the firmness
of my cock, it took only a moment to slide into her.  Meanwhile,
Melissa was rubbing Kelly's clit furiously and they were kissing.

   I started fucking her with long, deep strokes.  Her cunt was warm
and sticky, still gooey from our fuck last night.  Kelly was really
aroused and she quickly started talking dirty to me, which I love.

   "Do you like watching us together?  I bet you'd like to see us
licking each other...maybe in a 69?  I'd like to watch too...  I'd
like to see your cock slide into Melissa.  To hear her gasp as you
opened her up.  To hear her beg you to fuck her harder while I watch."

   I was starting to sweat from the exertion and the steamy words
coming out of my wife's mouth.  I wanted to see all of those things.
I wanted to do all of those things.  I could feel every inch of her
pussy squeezing my cock and groaned in pleasure.  Meanwhile, Melissa
had slowly slid down the bed until her face was at my wife's cunt.  I
felt her gently press Kelly's legs apart and slide her blonde head
into place.  I didn't feel the first touch of her tongue to Kelly's
sensitive gash, but I immediately knew from the loud moan and the way
she arched her back that it had happened.  Kelly was about to
experience, for the first time, being eaten out and fucked
simultaneously.  I had often simulated this using dildos on her, but
something told me this was going to affect her differently.

   Melissa quickly pressed her mouth firmly against Kelly's dripping
sex and started sucking her.  Now and again her tongue dipped lower to
slide across my cock as I went in and out, licking the creamy froth
from me before moving back up to Kelly's clit.  I was starting to get
very close to coming, and from the growing volume of Kelly's cries, so
was she.  Melissa was well in tune with our passion and she moved one
hand through Kelly's wetness to lubricate it, then started caressing
my balls and teasing the base of my shaft.  With then other hand, she
took her index finger and lined it up with my cock, letting my thrusts
open Kelly up until Melissa's finger slid in alongside me to fill her
even more.  Kelly screamed out with pleasure, and even I groaned at
the intense sensation of added friction and tightness.  Melissa's
finger was perfectly positioned to rub Kelly's g-spot.

   I couldn't hold back any longer.  Melissa shifted her focus away
from Kelly's clit, giving her a momentary respite, and started
tonguing the length of my cock as it went in and out of my wife.  With
the addition of her touch to my balls, I growled my pleasure and
thrust deeply into Kelly to begin pumping my come inside of her.
Melissa licked me all throughout, ensuring that my orgasm was long and
intense.  I slowly subsided and my dick started to slip from Kelly's
well-opened hole.

   "What about me," she moaned.  "I'm not done yet!"

   "I know," teased Melissa.  "Neither am I."  She swung her hips
around until her legs were straddling Kelly's head, her naked pussy
tantalizingly close.  "Do you want to do it?" she asked breathlessly.

   In response, Kelly's arms reached up around Melissa's ass and
pulled her down.  My view wasn't perfect, but it was obvious that
Kelly was getting her first taste of another woman directly from the
source.

   "Oh fuck," sighed Melissa.  "I wanted this so badly.  And you got
me thinking last night, when you mentioned eating pussy after sex.
I've never done that before."  She looked down at Kelly's well-fucked
pussy, hanging slightly open and with my come running out of her.
Suddenly it was the most enticing sight that she could think of at
that moment.  She moaned softly and rubbed her wet pussy firmly across
Kelly's mouth, then leaned forward and began to lick my semen from my
wife.  She started slowly but soon could no longer hold back and
buried her face in Kelly's sloppy cunt.  I watched in fascination as
the two women pleasured each other.  Kelly seemed to be enjoying her
new experience of making love to a woman, and from the sounds of
pleasure Melissa was making, apparently she was doing a very good job.

   All too soon it was over.  The buildup had been so long, and so
intense, that neither woman could last for more than a couple of
minutes.  Melissa came first, riding Kelly's face with intensity.  But
Kelly followed almost immediately, and I figured that, as with me, she
probably had held back until her partner had come since she always
prefers to be last.  Their gasps and cries filled the room along with
their mingled feminine scent.  When Melissa finally stopped trembling,
she pulled me down into a very wet kiss, and I could clearly taste the
mingled flavors of my wife's pussy and myself in her mouth.  I became
instantly aware of my refreshed hard on.  I looked at Kelly eagerly.

   "Not yet," she told me.  "You'll get a chance to fuck her, but not
today.  Besides, you should be pretty satisfied with what you just
saw," she teased.  Melissa and I looked at each other with
disappointment in our eyes, but I was only going to go as far as Kelly
was comfortable with.

**********

   Unfortunately, my opportunity to fuck Melissa was to be delayed by
several days as the demands of real life set back in after a weekend
that had been almost surreal and dreamlike.  The remainder of that
Sunday was simply normal interaction between friends.  The only sexual
stimulation was in the opportunities I got to watch Melissa and Kelly
smoking.  Though they didn't smoke much, it was definitely more than I
was used to seeing from Kelly and they certainly knew they effect they
were having on me.

   During the week I didn't see a lot of Melissa at all.  Since she
and Kelly worked at the same company, they naturally rode together in
the mornings.  I got a nice kiss goodbye from each of them in the
morning, and they typically were home from work when I got back.  A
couple of evenings, Melissa went out with a friend for dinner or
drinks, and one night she and Kelly went to a movie, so as she had
promised the first night, I really did hardly notice her there.

   Yet she was always a presence, even when not there.  Kelly and I
have a fairly regular sex life, but it definitely became more active
in the week following Melissa's arrival.  We fucked four of the five
nights that week, which was at least double our normal frequency.
Kelly made many references to Melissa during these encounters,
tempting and teasing me.  She would ask me to imagine screwing
Melissa, picturing her naked body in my mind, and to tell her what I
was thinking of doing to her.  Once she went down to give me a blowjob
and told me to close my eyes and pretend it was Melissa's mouth around
my cock.  The incredible sensation and the visualization had me coming
in my wife's mouth rapidly.

   Another night, I decided to ask Kelly exactly what had gone on at
the bar Saturday night.  From the ladies' drunken giggling and
admissions, I knew some things had occurred that we probably should
talk about.

   "I was wondering when you were going to ask about that," Kelly
commented.  She purposely made me wait for a minute while she went to
light a cigarette.  I knew immediately that she was going to try to
get me aroused while we talked.

   "Well, we got to the bar and ordered some drinks.  Shots and
Cosmopolitans, actually, since we wanted to get a quick start.  I
guess we had a couple of each pretty quickly, so within a half hour or
so we were feeling quite nice."  She rubbed a hand across my
semi-rigid cock.  "We were both smoking, but I'm sure you already
guessed that."  She took a long drag from her cigarette and continued.
"After about 45 minutes, a group of guys offered to buy us a drink,
and we said why not - after all, we were there for Melissa to meet
some guys, right?"

   Since it seemed like she was waiting for some sort of
acknowledgement from me before continuing, I nodded.  I had a feeling
that we were coming to the part I wondered about, and I also had a
feeling that Saturday night I had heard the abridged version.

   Kelly smiled and went on.  "A drink turned into several.  There
were five guys and they were all pretty cute.  Melissa was fairly
drunk by that point - so was I, actually - and she kept giggling to me
that she didn't know which one she liked best.  I told her she didn't
need to be choosy and that she should enjoy the attention from all of
them.  And she basically did.  One guy after another would ask her out
to the dance floor.  They would dance for a little while and pretty
soon she was kissing them and letting them rub her tits.  She's not
usually so easy, but I think the breakup and the alcohol were talking
that night."

   "Where were you during all of this?" I asked with a funny feeling.

   She smiled around her cigarette and blew a long stream of smoke
out, rubbing my cock through my pants.  "Well, Melissa was dancing
with three of the guys off and on, and I didn't want to be a bump on a
log, so...I danced with the other two."

   "The same way as her?" I inquired.

   "Hey, whose story is this?" Kelly protested.  "All in due time."  I
relented and she continued.  "So we were dancing and having a good
time.  I was watching her with the three guys and getting pretty
turned on.  It was really sexy.  And at that point, I really had only
let the guys feel my ass a little, since you're wondering.  We took a
break and went back to the bar for some more drinks.  Melissa took out
the cigarettes and we realized we only had one left.  One of the guys
she was with volunteered to go get us some more from the machine, but
in the meantime, Melissa said we'd share that one."

   Kelly leaned in and kissed me gently with her smoky mouth.  "You're
going to like this part," she whispered.  She unzipped and lowered my
pants.  She had worn a skirt to work that way, so she simply climbed
on top of me and pushed her panties to the side, allowing my cock to
sink smoothly into her.

   "I thought she was going to pass the cigarette back and forth
between us, so I was pretty surprised when she took a long drag and
leaned in toward me.  She put her lips to mine and exhaled into my
mouth," Kelly told me.  I moaned and felt my dick twitch inside of her
at the sexy thought.  "She kept doing it, over and over, each time
turning it into more of a kiss until we were french kissing each other
with our tongues.  She even grabbed my breast and squeezed the
nipple!"  Kelly rubbed her pussy and kept going.  I was starting to
really like this story, but I knew there was more to come.

   "That was the first time I ever kissed a woman, you know," Kelly
said.  She kissed me wetly as if to illustrate the point, setting her
finished cigarette aside.  "I was surprised because I really liked it.
Then I heard one of the guys behind me tell his friend, 'I was
wondering if she was ever going to loosen up.'  I turned to him and
said, 'What the fuck is that supposed to mean?'  He laughed and put
his hands up like he didn't mean to offend me and said something about
how Melissa was just having a great time with his buddies and that I
ought to let myself go too.  I told him I was married, but that didn't
seem to faze him.  He said if I felt bad, maybe I should just have my
roommate take care of my husband later to even things up..."

   I felt her cunt clenching down on me as she reached this point in
the story and knew she was imagining it in her mind.  I was too.  "So
that's where you got the idea..." I murmured, trying not to moan as
her slit rocked up and down my shaft.  "Well, kind of, but also when
we were in the bathroom at one point, Melissa made a comment to me
about your dick." 

   "What did she say?" I demanded.

   "Just that when she saw it Friday night, she got really turned on.
That it was nice and big.  She was pretty drunk, so she admitted to me
that she fingered herself in the bathroom afterwards.  She said it was
too bad you weren't out with us, since every man's fantasy is to have
two women all over him at one time, and she wouldn't mind helping me
out with that if I ever needed it."  Kelly raked her fingernails
across my chest and nipples to punctuate the words.  "She didn't out
and out say it, but I knew she was imagining fucking you."

   She lifted her hips up and slammed her pussy down on me, grinding
her pelvis against mine.  Our sex was growing more intense by the
minute and she was beginning to breathe heavily and moan through her
words.  "So what happened next?" I asked breathlessly.  I was ready to
hear it all.

   Kelly bent over me so that her tits were pressed against me,
kissing me wildly in between her words.  "He leaned in and started
kissing me.  I didn't pull away.  His lips were on mine and his tongue
was in my mouth.  He was really sexy, and I got wet from the kissing.
Melissa was cheering me on, and I could see her kissing one of the
other guys from the corner of my eye.  Finally he pulled off of me.
My head was swimming, but before I could even recover, the other guy I
had danced with was there.  I don't know what came over me, but I
pulled him down and kissed him too."

   "Did they touch you?" I gasped, feeling a rush of heat in my balls.

   She nodded.  "The first guy slipped behind me.  He put one hand on
my boob and started squeezing it and rubbing the nipple while he
kissed my neck.  The other guy was still kissing me, and it was really
hot.  Then the guy behind me slipped a hand inside my skirt and
started fingering me.  It felt so good..."  I could tell Kelly was on
the verge of a massive orgasm.  She buried her face in my neck and
finished her story.  "Fuck it, I thought.  I reached into the pants of
the guy in front of me and started jerking him off.  His cock was
thick and long, and it felt good in my hand.  He must have been really
into me, because I only stroked him for about a minute and he came
inside his pants, all over my hand.  It was hot and sticky, and I felt
so crazy, having just made a stranger come while another guy fingered
me.  I came then too..."  And as she told me that part, we came
together, her pussy clenching me tightly as I shot a tremendous
quantity of semen inside of her.

   The rest was almost anti-climactic.  "It was pretty soon after that
when I decided we should leave.  I felt kind of bad, but at the same
time had enjoyed myself so much.  I told Melissa I wanted her to come
to bed with us, but that I wasn't ready to see you two have sex yet.
You know the rest..." she finished.

   I could feel my come leaking down from inside of her, trickling out
around my shaft.  She was slowly sliding up and down on me and seemed
like she wanted more.  "I've changed my mind now, though," she
whispered.

   "What do you mean?" I asked naively.

   "I want to see you fuck her," Kelly told me huskily.  "If she were
home right now, I would have her climb on you and put you inside of
herself.  I don't know why it turns me on so much to think of you with
another woman, but I want to watch it.  I want to feel you split her
open, and touch her while you're in her.  I want to see your come
running out of her like evidence of your coupling."  She had lifted
her cunt from my cock and was sliding up my body to put herself on my
face.  I felt her juicy, overflowing pussy touch my lips and she
planted herself firmly on my face.

   "I want to watch you fuck her," she gasped as my tongue sank into
her and I ran my teeth across her clit.  She was so hot that her cunt
was flooding my mouth.  "I want to see you kiss her, hold her.  Eat
her.  Fuck her mouth with your dick.  Fuck her doggy style while you
pull that blonde hair.  I even want you in her ass.  I want you to
have her every possible way, filling her with your come."  I was
sucking Kelly's gash furiously, using every technique I had to make
her pleasure more intense.  I could feel her climax building sharply,
and her hips began to shudder.  Just as she started to ride over the
edge, she gasped out her last thought, and I began to understand her
fantasy better.  "I want to see you fuck her like the hottest lover in
the world, and then come back to be with me!" she cried, bursting with
orgasmic fluids and come.  

   I gently sucked her clean and she flopped onto her side of the bed,
exhausted.  She lit a cigarette and smiled at me.  "You're going to do
it, aren't you?"

   "Make love to Melissa?" I confirmed.  She nodded with a hungry
glint in her eye.  "Yes.  If that's what you want."

   "I do, but...you have to want it yourself.  You have to want her
almost as much as you want me - but not quite.  You have to want to
fuck her anytime, anywhere, but still want to come fuck me afterwards
and be with me.  Is that what you want?"

   I knew what Kelly needed to hear, and it was the truth.  I looked
her in the eyes.  "Kelly, Melissa is incredibly sexy.  I've always
thought so.  Since she moved in with us, all I can think about is
fucking her, playing with those pierced nipples, and eating that
pierced pussy.  I would fuck her three times a day if I could, and I
think she's going to be an amazing lover, because I plan on fucking
her as soon as possible.  But after I fuck her, I'll be here with you
because I love you, and no matter how good she is in bed, she won't be
you."

   Kelly kissed me gently, wordlessly.  I knew I had hit the right
spot for her.  "Thank you," she said.  "I want to know every detail."

   "You don't want to be there?" I asked in surprise, "Like a
threesome?"

   She shook her head.  "Not the first time...and not every time after
that."

   My head was spinning.  And my dick was hard again, pointing
straight at the ceiling.  My wife was not only giving my carte blanche
with her sexy friend, she was begging and even ordering me to do it.
I ran my hand across her mound, pointing out my erection to her.
"Want to go again?" I asked.

   "No.  You don't get to have me again until after you've been with
her," she told me with a wicked expression.  She pumped my cock a few
times with her hand and smiled.  "Just don't make me wait too long,"
she suggested and gave me one last smoky kiss before turning out the
light.


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