Amy changes her mind.

You don't respond immeadiately, and instead just stare at the two beautiful coeds. You can barely belive the events of the past hour really happened. "I think the boy's head is on overload. Too much for him," Amy says, giving Ellen's nipple a tweak, and nibbling her ear lobe. In minutes the two girls are in a sixty-nine position, thier heads between each others legs. The loud wet noises of their tongues and lips sucking and licking fill the small room. After several minutes the two begin moaning and sucking in a more frenzied manner. Shortly after that they bring each other to noisy orgsams.

The three of you doze blissfully, until Amy stirs and wakes.

“Aw shit, why don’t we just go downtown, and eat at the diner? They have a variety and it’ll be good to stretch our legs so we can get a second wind for later. Maybe if Ellen wants to I can invite a couple of our mutual friends to come over. It would just be you, and four of us girls, but I bet you wouldn’t mind.” A sly smile crossed the shaply redhead's face.

Amy smiles and getting up walks over to her dresser and pulls out a pair of sheer, bright red panties and steps into them.

“Ok. Let’s do that.” Ellen agrees. Leaning over she kisses you on the lips, and you gently massage her breasts, luxuriating in the feel of the soft, supple flesh. After a minute or so, she breaks the kiss, and steps over to her dresser. She looks so alluring, naked except for the thigh high nylon stockings. You're ready for more sex with the two beautiful women, but restrain yourself, watching them dress, brush out their hair, and in Ellen's case apply some light make up, as you search for your clothes.

“What do you think, Elle, should I call Sherah and Lynn after dinner, and see what they’re doing?’ Amy says as she hooks a red brassier that matches her panties, and then pulls a pair of jeans up to her waist.

“Umm yeah, maybe. Can I decide after dinner?” Ellen answers, as she slips on a denim skirt, having already put on a pair of silky midnight blue undies. You note happily that she’s left on the stockings, and watch her as she smoothes them out and straightens them over her legs. You put on your underwear, and stand up slipping on your jeans, and quickly grab a t-shirt.

“Should we go?” The redhead asks, having finished getting dressed. The jeans she wears fit her like a second skin, accentuating her firm round ass. She’s wearing a pink t-shirt decorated with a small black skulls and barbed wire motif. Stepping into her wedge sandals she walks to the door, and take hold of the doorknob .

“I’m ready to go.” You answer, moving to stand next to Ellen as she slips on a white halter top. The Ellen you knew back in high school would have never worn something like this. But then again, the Ellen you knew in high school never would have had a threesome with you and another girl. Likewise, the old Ellen would have worn a bra before she went out. Small bumps where Ellen’s nipples poke at the halter are very evident. Smiling, Ellen takes your hand in hers, and the two of you follow Amy out of the room and down the hall. As you walk down the stairs, you watch Ellen’s ample breasts bounce and jiggle. Her heels click on the floor as the two coeds and you exit the dormitory, and walk out onto the quad headed toward the streets of Widley.