This... Is Awkward...

“So… I feel like we need to come up with some sort of a system,” you said.

Everyone was at least partially dressed at that point. Your cock was away, and Tasha had Mosche’s shirt on while he was wearing his boxers. You were all sitting at the kitchen table.

“We didn’t hear you guys from the washroom,” Mosche said, only now getting hit with the embarrassment. The dude’s emotional reaction time was stunningly slow sometimes. Or maybe it was a defence mechanism.

“And we didn’t think you were here,” you countered.

“Are we talking sock on the doorknob or what?” Tasha asked.

“I feel like that would be too obvious for our neighbours,” you said. “But then, I’m only here for another couple of months. Mosche, what do you and your regular roommates do?”

“Well, usually with Paul and Sammy are here we just hang out and if they bring a girl home they go to their rooms,” Mosche said.

“OK, but I’ve walked in on you alone,” you pointed out.

“That was one time!” Mosche protested.

“OK, here’s an idea,” Gemma said. “Get something to put on your door that you can flip one way or another. So if one of us girls is over and we’re doing something not in a bedroom, you flip it over and let the other roommate know to knock and to head right to their room when they do come in.”

Sabrina started giggling at the absurdity of the situation.

“I mean, I can make that work if you can,” you said to Mosche. “But I feel like this is getting more complicated than necessary. What if we just keep our nakedness behind closed doors?”

“Baby, that’s a little hypocritical,” Gemma said. “You literally just did the same thing at my place with my roommates.”

Sabrina’s snickering turned into a full laugh. “Thank you! I was just thinking that.”

“Well, this sounds like a story,” Tasha smirked.

Now it was your turn to blush. “Well, think of what happened to you, but it’s me in the buff and it’s my ex-girlfriend walking in on me getting the glass of water.”

“Shiiiiit,” Tasha snickered.

“His ex who definitely wants to hate-fuck him,” Sabrina pointed out.

“Shhhit!” Tasha laughed.

“OK, let’s move on from that,” you said, putting your hands on the table. “Until we figure something else out, let’s just say that all nudity stays behind closed doors, OK?”

“That’s fair,” Mosche said. “What about non-nude stuff?”

“What does that even mean?” you asked.

“Well, like making out. Or heavy petting.”

Gemma turned your face and kissed you hard, using tongue, and laughed a little at your stunned reaction as she pulled away. She turned to the group, “Did that make anyone uncomfortable?”

Everyone but you shook their heads no. You would have as well but you were still blinking to come back from the surprise tonguing your mouth just got.

“How about this?” Tasha asked, grabbing Mosche’s hand and putting it on her boob.

“Nope,” Sabrina said as the rest of us shook our heads, though it was a little ridiculous. “Though I wouldn’t mind a grab myself.”

Tasha snorted and grabbed Sabrina’s hand and put it on her other boob. Sabrina turned to you and Gemma with a shit eating grin while Mosche stared open mouthed at her hand groping his… girlfriend?

“OK, I think we’ve found the line,” you said. “So unless we’re planning to turn this into a boardgame night or something, maybe we… split to separate rooms?”

“Someone’s horny,” Gemma stage whispered to Tasha.

“It’s me, I’m the horny one,” Sabrina grinned, clearly tweaking Tasha’s nipple through her shirt before letting go of her.

“Agh, bitch,” Tasha laughed and grabbed her boob. “Fine with me.” She turned to Mosche. “Babes, can you go warm up the bath water?”

“Sure,” he said with a little grin and got up to go do that.

When he was gone Tasha turned back to you three. “OK, fair is fair. I only got a glimpse and you guys have seen me in the full buff now,” Tasha said. “Whip it out.”

“Really?” you asked. “What about Mosche?”

“I’m not gonna suck it,” Tasha said.

“Fair is fair, baby,” Gemma said as she rolled her eyes a little and reached for your shorts.

“Hold on,” Sabrina said. “If you want to see it in full effect, you should show these off.” And she stood behind Tasha and started lifting her shirt.

Tasha’s tits came back into view at about the same time as your cock, and as Gemma stroked you a couple of times to get you to your hardest Tasha tweaked her nipple and licked her bottom lip. Her breasts were perfectly proportioned and, to be frank, looked like they would be a blast to play with. It seemed like she was thinking something similar about your cock.

“OK,” she said, moving Sabrina’s hands and letting her shirt drop. “That’s enough.” Then she winked at Gemma. “Lucky girls.”

“I’m the lucky one,” you said.

“Yeah, that too,” she smirked. “Now I’m gonna go fuck my boytoy, so unless you guys want to hear some girlish squealing you’d better get going.”

“Are those noises coming from you or from him?” Sabrina asked.

“I’m not telling,” Tasha smirked, then turned and walked away. You weren’t sure if the fact that the shirt was up and revealing her entire bare ass was by accident or on purpose.

“So…” Sabrina said. “Can I please get fucked now? I promise all of our girlish squealing will come from me.”

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