Sara and her friend

After a little fumbling, the door swings open and Sara stumbles in, followed by a tall black girl you can only assume is Alicia. Alicia is a beauty, with perky breasts and a trim, athletic figure. She's wearing a miniskirt that shows miles of her smooth dark chocolate legs, and a white halter top that bares her toned midriff and exposes her intricately tattooed back--covered in some kind of flowers-and-vines motif that must have cost a fortune. Her head is topped by a wild pile of intricate brown-and-black braids. Both girls are unsteady on their high heels.

"...keeps calling and texting, and so I blocked his cheating ass!" the black girl finishes as the pair wobble into your living room. Both girls howl with laughter. She pours herself onto the couch and Sara makes her way into the kitchen and finally notices you sitting at the table with your sandwich.

"Hiiiiiii, John!" Sara smiles drunkenly, holding two bottles of beer.

"Hey. I thought you were going to the mall with Alicia?"

"I did. I mean, we went towards the mall," says Sara, giggling.

"...AND THEN WE WENT TO THE BAR!" comes the voice from the next room.

"Yeah, Alicia just broke up with her boyfriend, and she really needed to blow off some steam. So we had a few drinks. And then we came back here to have a few more! Woo!" and with that little cheer, Sara wobbles her way back to the living room.

After a moment, you go to the kitchen and grab a beer for yourself, get the bottle opener from the drawer, and walk into living room where the girls are struggling to twist open the pry-off caps.

"Hey, Alicia. I'm John," you introduce yourself.

"He's Nicole's boyfriend," Sara finishes for you.

"Oh, Johhhhn! I'm Alicia. Hi," she purrs.

"He knows that already!"

"Sara, I think you forgot something," you say, as you lean over the couch and pop open all three beer bottles. The girls squeal with delight at your heroic act, clink bottles with you, and immediately resume drinking.

Their conversation continues uninterrupted, and is solely about drama between people you don't know, parties you weren't invited to, and nightclubs you've never heard of. After a minute or so of mind-numbing teen girl talk, you decide to go back to the dining table, fire up your laptop, and finish uploading your data for the day.

"Excuse me, girls. I have a little something to attend to," you say as you stand, already half-turned to the dining room.

"I heard it wasn't so little," says Alicia, and both girls burst into laughter.

Sara slaps her on the arm. "You bitch, I told you about that in confidence!"

"What, that he has a huge dick? I bet he's happy you're telling all your friends about it. Who wouldn't want a grapevine of hot college girls knowing he's got a magic wand. Ain't that right, John?"

You freeze, shocked.

"Shut up!" says Sara.

"What? It's not 'the most perfect cock in the world' anymore?" continues Alicia, as Sara starts to blush beet-red. "You kept going on and on about his dick, and now you want me to pretend I don't know what he's packing? I just BROKE UP with cheating-ass Andre and I want some of that perfect dick you've got hiding there."

Alicia gets off the couch and approaches you, she takes long confident strides on her high heels that just moments before made her seem unsteady.

Fuck, she's gorgeous.

"Come on," she whispers, as she leans in to kiss you. She tastes like dark rum and cigarettes as her tongue finds yours and her hand begins stroking your crotch.

You break the kiss. It's so hard to pull away from her soft, wet lips. You feel yourself fighting against some magnetic pull that's ordering you to put your tongue in her mouth. You take a half step back, and a tiny strand of saliva that was connecting your lip to hers snaps. You look into her big hazel eyes, and she bites her lip and continues working her fingers across your growing wrought-iron bulge.

"I want your dick," she breathes.

You somehow manage to push her wrist away.

"Hey, whoa, hey! I... I--I, uh, I..." you take a deep breath. "I have work I need to do," and you turn and walk back to the dining table, grab your laptop and take it into your bedroom.

After a few minutes of deep-breathing, you manage to put Alicia's lips out of your mind and get to work, but you still hear the muffled roar of the girls talking, arguing, laughing, for the next twenty minutes or so. Then the noise stops.

Alicia must have gone home. Dodged a bullet there. I'm going to need to have a chat with Sara about boundaries.

A few minutes later, there's a knock on the door of your room. You open the door and it's Sara, she's completely naked except her high heeled wedge sandals. Her gorgeous face, dicksucking lips, huge tits, tight stomach, perfect hourglass figure, long legs. You feel yourself get rock hard.

"I need my medicine," says Sara.

"Uh, okay. Sure," you say, stepping aside. Sara struts into your room.

"And I want Alicia to help me get it."

And then Alicia steps around from the side of your door and enters the room. Alicia is also naked, save her high heels. You drink in Alicia's naked form. She's almost as tall as you are, which makes her about ten inches taller than Sara, and jaw-droppingly sexy. If you didn't know better, you'd think she stepped off a magazine cover. Where Sara is all curves and raw naïve sexuality, Alicia is lean muscle and fierce femininity. With her long toned legs, six-pack tummy, and perky B-cup tits topped with Hershey Kiss nipples, she is a vision. Her light eyes and thick lips hypnotize you. Where Sara sparkles, Alicia smolders. You shake yourself out of the momentary trance you were in.

"What the fuck, Sara. I can't--I can't do that."

"Why not?" Sara asks, as she sinks down to her knees and starts unbuckling your belt.

"Nicole..." you say weakly, not really believing it yourself.

"Nicole doesn't have to know," says Alicia.

"Alicia's just going to help a little bit. That's all," says Sara, and you can feel her hot breath on your erection through your pants. It feels very, very good. She continues: "I need it, John. It's my medicine. You promised."

Well, she has a point. You did promise.

And it begins. Sara gets your pants down and your cock pops out, purple and eager.

"You weren't joking, girl. That's the most beautiful dick I've ever seen," says Alicia.

Sara grins at her friend and then stuffs it deep down her throat and begins slobbering on it madly. Giving in, you lean against the wall for support and let your head fall back. She works her head and neck forward until her nose is mashed into your pubic bone, the entire length of your shaft buried deep in the young girl's tight hot throat. Right where it belongs.

Alicia rolls off the bed and joins Sara, crouching beside her. She looks up at you, and you make eye contact with this pretty young thing you met less than a half hour ago. She winks, smiles wickedly, and then maneuvers her head in next to Sara's and the girls swap your dick from Sara's mouth to Alicia's mouth.

Alicia begins sucking in earnest, and after a moment, she pulls her phone out and starts taking selfies with your dick in her mouth. She pops your cock out and lays it across her face and starts tonguing your balls while snapping photos.

Sara leans in and resumes blowing you while Alicia slides under and continues licking your nutsack.

Then Alicia stands and holds out her phone to Sara.

"Snap some pics for me, baby? I want to make my ex jealous of this big dick."

Wordlessly, Sara takes the phone as Alicia pulls you by the arm towards the bed, where she lays back and spreads her legs. You see flashes and hear clicks from the phone as Sara works the camera while you work your cock into Alicia's tight twat.

"Ooh, fuck! Yeah, fuck me! Yeah, fuck me with that big white dick! Ugh! Fuck yes! So much bigger than that little bitch Andre."

You start really going hard, hammering this girl's pussy with all your might. Something inside you wants to make this the most memorable fuck of her life.

"Switch to video!" Alicia moans.

"Got it," says Sara.

"Ohhhh, fuck... This huge white dick is gonna make me cum. You're so much bigger and better than Andre. His dick is fucking small and thin, not like this fucking perfect white cock. Ohhhh! Ahhhh! AHHHH! FUCK! JESUS! JESUS! GOD DAAAAAAMN!"

You feel Alicia's pussy contract in waves, cascading down your shaft, and she squirts, spraying out around your balls. She shudders and spasms, and quickly reaches back to grab your cock with her hand. She shifts positions and starts working the head of your cock into her other hole.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass," she breathes into the camera. "Andre always begged me to let him fuck my ass, and I never let that little-dicked bitch do it. So FUCK him. You get to pop my anal cherry. Do it, white boy. Fuck this ass."

Well-lubricated from her squirt explosion, you push inch by inch into Alicia's virgin anus. It's tighter than anything you've ever felt before.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. So fucking gooooooood..." she moans as you slide your full length inside her butt.

You slowly pull out and work back in. Once. Twice. Three times. Then you just start pounding her asshole as hard as you can. Long, hard strokes into the hot tight hole that no man had ever fucked before.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum!" you blurt.

Alicia pops her asshole off your cock and spins around on all fours. She dives forward and deepthroats you, not hesitating to go ass-to-mouth. She drives your dick into the back of her throat, one, two, three times, and then she pulls back off you.

"Cum all over my face, baby. Paint my face with your fucking hot cum. Cover me. Andre is just a fucking punk bitch. You're a real man. You turned me into a slut for white dick. You have the best dick in the world."

Sara moves the camera close as you fire off hot rockets of jism onto Alicia's beautiful face. Thick white ropes cover her smooth dark brown skin. Her lips, her cheeks, her nose, her eyes, her forehead are coated with your load. She flips off the camera.

"Fuck you, Andre. I'm only fucking white boys from now on."

"...and cut!" says Sara, as she throws the phone onto the bed and tackles Alicia to the floor. Pinning her friend, Sara licks and slurps up every drop of cum from Alicia's face, eventually just devolving into a makeout session between the two tipsy girls.

Watching the Sapphic display, you get a great idea. You retrieve Alicia's phone from the bed and email the photos and videos of the two of you to yourself.

Then you feel yourself getting hard again, so you grab Sara by the hips and plunge into her pussy.

About twenty minutes later, you've fucked both girls in a number of different positions and fired another hot load into Sara's mouth that she shared with Alicia.

The three of you are collapsed on the bed, sweaty and exhausted. Sara is pressed up against your left side, kissing your neck and ear, with you groping her tits. Alicia is wrapped around your leg, her mouth kissing and nuzzling at your half-deflated cock.

"I should move in here," Alicia says idly. "Get outta my mom's house. Just stay here and just fucking spend all summer sucking and fucking this perfect dick until I move into the dorm." She plants another wet tongue kiss on your balls, rubbing your dick on her face and lips. "Jesus, this fucking cock..."

Sara makes a contented moan.

You drift off to sleep, a smile on your face six miles wide.