From behind

"Bend a little lower and lick Klaudina's breasts, while I fuck you from behind," you command. Moving her hands to Klaudina's hips, Brit complies, as Klaudina pulls off her sweater to expose her large, beautiful tits with their fat, swollen nipples. As Brit licks Klaudina's tits, you position yourself behind her and separate her ass cheeks. You guide your cock to her waiting pussy and insert the tip inside her. She is very slick down there, a testament to her horniness and your rubbings. You hold her hips and surge forward, pulling her back into your body. Brit groans as your member slices straight into her body, deep and hard. Her face mashes into the brunette's ample endowments. Klaudina moans from the attention to her tits.

You've wanted to fuck Brit ever since that hand job at that party. You would have loved for her to complete the blowjob she started, but you understand that not everyone can swallow your long cock. Her skater punk, tomboyish attitude just makes you ravenous for her. Since you've just squirted, you pick a rapid pace, your thighs slapping into Brit's ass sharply. The impacts with her body get transmitted to Klaudina, and you marvel at the erotic jiggling of them both. Brit is now sucking hard on Klaudina's nipple, and you watch as Brit lowers one hand down to the brunette's mound. Klaudina groans as the blonde rubs her clit vigorously.

Brit's moans are getting louder and higher pitched as you thrust hard and fast into her tight, slick cunt. She pulls her mouth off the tit, stretching the nipple out from Klaudina's flesh. Then Brit screams as her pussy convulses in orgasmic delight. You pump in and out of Brit until her climax slows, but then Klaudina roars with pleasure from Brit's attentions. The sexy, feral noises and Brit's clenching cunt are too much for you, and you climax, spurting hot jism deep into Brit's womb. Your body quivers and jerks, pressing Brit's face back into Klaudina's deep cleavage. You see red stars behind your closed eyelids. Brit's orgasm redoubles, and her voice hits a high register. Your groans blend with theirs into an erotic chorus -- Brit the soprano, Klaudina the alto, and you the tenor.

Brit's knees fail and she slumps into Klaudina, yanking your cock out of her hole. All three of you are huffing and puffing like fairy tale wolves. You hold up Brit, preventing her from falling, but aren't very steady yourself. You pull at Brit's shoulders to straighten her up. She slowly stands up, and you and Klaudina surround her with your bodies, hugging and kissing her skin. Brit luxuriates in the attention.

Brit is the first to speak, saying, "Fuck, that was hot. I'm sorry, Klaudina. I've been jealous of you for a long time, because of your magnificent tits. I've always wanted bigger ones."

Klaudina beats you to a response. "Oh, Brit! You have wonderful boobs. A handful or mouthful is all you need. And having big tits can be a real pain sometimes."

"I love your breasts, Brit," you say, "What they lack in size, they make up for in sensitivity."

"And, Brit," Klaudina says with a lusty look in her eye, "you can have my tits anytime you want. You licked and sucked them delightfully."

Brit replies, "Thank you for the offer, Klaudina. I will take you up on that. In the mean time, we should get back to class. The bell is about to ring."

"Maybe we can get together this weekend. I wouldn't mind another threesome with you two," you say hopefully. In response, both girls turn on you and begin kissing you wildly -- lips, cheeks, earlobes, nipples. You can only moan. "I take that for a 'yes'?"

Both girls nod with sly, wicked smiles on their faces. They start dressing. You do as well. Klaudina rips a page out of her notebook and writes her name and number at the top, in the middle, and at the bottom. She hands the paper to Brit, who repeats the process and hands it to you with a pen. You write your number in all three places, and then rip the page into three parts. You hand one to each girl and keep the last.

"See you this weekend," Brit calls as she leaves the washroom.

Klaudina takes time to French kiss you before she leaves. You poke your head out the door and see no one watching you. You slip out to your next class.