Get Ellen clued in.

You watch intently from Ellen's side of the dorm room as Ellen wildly licks at Amy's pussy. Although the roommates are trying to be quiet, an occasional hiss, sigh, or soft moan was enough to wake you. You're really enjoying the girls' nude bodies in the moonlight.

Ellen's frantic tongue finds a good spot. Amy quietly gasps and sucks in her breath. She rolls her head and ends up looking straight at your wide-open eyes. She smiles broadly, winks, and beckons to you with her hand. Ellen is oblivious, sucking madly at Amy's clit. Ellen's low, intent breaths play counterpoint to the faint, damp kissing sounds that escape her lips from time to time.

Amy gestures again.

You peel back the covers, revealing your body, and pull your shorts the rest of the way down and off. You quietly slide to a sitting position.

Amy grins as your erection bounces in front of you.

You gesture toward Ellen and look meaningfully at Amy.

Amy spreads her palms and shrugs. Another twitch of Ellen's tongue makes her close her eyes and shudder, rolling her head.

Amy takes a deep breath. "Elle baby," she says quietly. "Scotty Boy wants to join us."

"Hhhhhuh?" Ellen starts with alarm.

"It's okay sweetie," Amy said. "We woke him up."

Ellen looks around at your nude body, sitting up on her bed. "God, I'm so sorry, Scott," she says.

"Don't be," you say. "You're beautiful like that."

"Too late to be embarrassed, Elle," Amy says. "Can Scott come over or do you want him to wait in the hall?"

Ellen's stiff shoulders betray her hesitation. "I'm not a lesbian, you know," she protests.

"Hon, I may let you play it straight, but you eat as much Widley pussy as me," Amy says. "Own up. Lover, I don't give a damn what you call yourself, but are you gonna finish what you woke me up to do?" Amy says.

Ellen hangs her head, then looks at you.

"It's okay," you say. "Whatever you want. You're so beautiful in the moonlight. Both of you."

"Elle, your two lovers who want you bad, girl. You gonna say yes to someone?" Amy says.

Ellen's shoulders shake and she sobs quietly. Amy slides down and puts her arms around her. You feel a powerful urge to comfort Ellen. You step up and wrap your own arms around Ellen and Amy.

"C'mon, girl scout, buck up," Amy says.

Ellen sniffles, but her breathing finally evens out. She takes a deep breath. "Okay," she says.

"You still in the mood?" Amy asks.

Ellen giggles weakly. "Kinda," she says.

"Up on the bed, girl, let's get you started," Amy says. She looks quickly at you and you nod. "Help me out here, Scott."

You and Amy lift Ellen into Amy's bed.

"Hit the desk lamp for me, Scott," Amy asks. You turn on the small desk lamp. Ellen's golden hair gleams, and Amy's red tresses glow in the soft light. Amy smirks and whispers in your ear. "Ellen has a damn pretty pussy."

Looking at Ellen's golden bush and her perfect pale-pink labia, slightly swollen and parted, you have to agree.

"Let's get going, cowboy," she says. "First..."