Melissa is home early, Ellen is shy.

You hear the door handle creak and look down on Ellen, lying with her cunt brim-filled with gooey cum on her knees before you. The bed is to the side of the room, not visible directly from the door. While you're undecided as to what might be a resonable course of action, Ellen is not. She jumps to her feet lightning quick and opens the large wardrobe next to the bed.

"In here, quick!" she pants and tugs at your hand. You squeeze yourself in there after her. Its full of clothes hanging from a bar and very crowded with the two of you inside. You have to move in behind Ellen and spoon her standing up, leaning over her bent back, to fit in. You hear footsteps as someone enters the room.

"Hello?" you hear a girls voice. "Is someone in here?" You both try hard not to laugh. Ellen's body literally shakes underneath you.

"I thought I heard something..." you hear her mumble. Through the small crack between the not fully closed doors, you are able to peek into the room and see most of the bed and about half the room. There's footfalls again, then at statuesque beauty enters your field of vision.

"That's Mel," Ellen whispers softly, as if that wasn't fairly obvious. Melissa is a black, slender girl with an insanely fit swimmers body. She's wearing sneakers without socks, very tight jogging pants, much the same as Amy wore, and a white tight tshirt, hugging her curves tightly. Her chest looks nice and firm, although nothing like the voluptuousness of Amy or Ellen, probably due to hard training. She throws a bag on her bed and pulls the t-shirt from her chest in one fluid movement. She wears nothing underneath, her beautiful, dark chocolate breasts firmly standing out from her flat body. Stretching slowly, she is a creature of exotic hotness and you feel your cum-leaking cock grow again against Ellen's ass.

"Hey!" she giggles, "quit oogling her!"

"Yeah right" you whisper back, not leaving the amazing body with your eyes. Ellen keeps shaking in silent laughter as you almost drooling stare at the girl outside, who now puts her thumbs in her pants and starts pushing them down, as it so happen just after turning slightly, showing most of her ass to you.

"Ooooh my goood" you groan as the perfection of her full, round, black ass, the only part of her not looking very much like a swimmer, slowly comes into view.

"Hey pervert, I'm standing right here!" Ellen laughs in shaky whispers. "I- holy fuck!" she says and puts her hand down between her thighs. "Fuck, Scott, I'm leaking sperm here!"

"Yeah whatever" you mumble absent-mindedly as your eyes are locked on Melissa's ass. Soon she stands straight again, just wearing a pair of pink panties, whose thin string in the back disappears completely between her ass cheeks.

"Fuck you, Scott" Ellen giggles. "I'm gonna dribble cum all over her shoes!" She tries to press her hand up against her cunt, but the quantity of your load is too much and it soon pours through her fingers, softly splashing down on the floor of the wardrobe. The sight of Melissa's marvelous body is too much, and you begin to hump at Ellen's stooped body, your cock pushing against the cheeks of her ass.

"What the fuck are you doing! You cant fuck in here, you idiot!" she says incredulously, not able to keep an amused tone out of her voice.

"Says who?" you mumble, not really caring what Ellen is going on about as long as you get som relief for that view of perfection out there. To make matters worse, Melissaa has now begun stretching, and with her feet a bit apart, legs straight, she bends forward and touches her feet in long, slow flowing motions. This time, you actually do drool, saliva dripping on Ellen's back. Fumbling, you try to find her crotch with your cock, desperately yearning for the tightness of her body. Luckily, the black goddess outside turns on some music to stretch to, muffling most of the sounds the two of you are making.

"Jesus Christ, and I thought I was a nymph..." Ellen sighs, reaching in behind her legs and trying to guide you right with a cum soaked hand. You start humping into her hand as soon as she grabs your cock. She laughs again. "What the fuck are you anyway, a dog or something?" she says as she tries to place the head of your cock against her pussy lips.

"Probably, since that would make you my bitch," you say, still not letting go of the view outside. Melissa has now began doing splits on the floor, still with her ass towards you, and your humping grows wilder in desperation.

"Fuck", Ellen growls underneath you. "It's this position, Scott, I can't get it in, it's a weird angle..."

"Uh huh..." you mumble, not really caring about that. Being a man of innovative solutions, you simply move up a ladder hole and place your erect aching cock against her ass instead, moving it in between her cheeks.

"What the fuck are you doing! No way, mister, you can't - aah - aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" she whimpers as you romantically **** your way inside her tight ass in the darkness of the wardrobe.

"See? Much better angle" you say as you start to fuck away into her body, still not averting your eyes from Jessica's ass. Bending over, you fill your hands with Ellen's breasts in the darkness.

"Great, there goes the rest of the cum..." Ellen mumbles and you actually hear it spalshing down between her feet as your movements in her asshole **** it out of her pussy. "Come on stud, fuck that ass" she moans as the fingers her own sloppy cunt hole.

Suddenly, the door is opened again and Melissa jumps to her feet.

"Hello, lovers, I thought I saw you..." you hear Amy's voice as she enters the room. "Oh, hi Melissa!"