Britney first

Britney was the one to break the momentary silence that had fallen between us.

“Ok, Megan, if you’re ok with it, can I go first? It’s been a couple days since I’ve had an orgasm, and I could really use one tonight.”

“Oh, by all means, go for it. Do you mind if I sit back and watch?”

“I don’t mind at all! It might even add to it, as I don’t think I’ve ever really had an audience before. Haha who would’ve guessed that little Maddy moving in to the condo would quickly push us all to being this comfortable with each other?! I don’t think I’d ever seen you in less than underwear, and now she’s about to make each of us orgasm in front of the other, and it’s only been a week!”

“Right?! She just brings it out of us!”

Hearing them talk about using me so casually was weird. I mean, it was thrilling, slightly condescending, super hot, and a touch humiliating all at the same time. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to this treatment though, regardless of how often it looks like this is going to happen. I can’t decide if that is a good thing or a bad thing. I mean, being this submissive isn’t something I should be used to, right? Britney stood up from the couch and started unbuttoning her shirt, pulling me back to the present.

She stared at my face the entire time, but I wasn’t sure if she was trying to turn me on, or maybe trying to gauge my reaction to her beautiful body, or maybe even just showing confidence and a form of dominance over me. Maybe all three, maybe something else. Regardless, all three actions would’ve succeeded. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her skin as she slowly peeled her shirt down her shoulders, and I’m 98% sure my nipples grew hard because the sight in front of me. I also could feel her dominance over me, and refused to meet her eyes. So I’m pretty sure she saw what she hoped to see while watching me watch her undress.

She finished with the last button and her shirt just loosely hung from her shoulders now. Her beautiful breasts were teased, half hidden behind the fabric of her shirt. Her nipples were mostly exposed and were clearly hard like mine. It’s good to know she enjoyed exposing herself like I apparently did. Or was she turned on from dominating me? Hmm, maybe both? Fuck, I don’t know enough about kinks yet, I’m sure domination is one of them, and maybe Britney has a little of that? Surely Megan and Kayla enjoy being dominant over me, so maybe Britney does too. That would be my luck, I discover I have cuckquean and submission kinks and also find out I have 3 roommates with domination kinks and a boyfriend who has some sort of…I don’t know…cheating fantasy? Is that a dream come true or a perfect storm?

I brought myself back from my distractions when I realized she had stopped. She was still staring at me with that predatory grin, but she just stood there, almost as if she was expecting something of me.

“Ok, before I go any further, I think something is off about this picture, don’t you agree, Megan?”

“Absolutely. It’s like she doesn’t want us to see or something.”

I don’t want to say that my jaw dropped because it wasn’t that surprising, so let’s just say my jaw hung loosely. Even though they had already stripped me of all my clothes while in the living room, that still wasn’t enough? Sure, I was sitting in a way that all my naughty bits were obstructed from view, but clearly they didn’t want me to have a shred of privacy from their hungry eyes.

Slowly, I sat up straighter, letting my arms hang at my sides. This gave them a clear view of my chest, which was a modest size smaller than Britney’s yet more pronounced than sweet Megan’s. I stared at the women as they devoured my nakedness, knowing I would be the one doing the devouring soon enough. Woah, that was much more of a lesbian thought than I realized I was ready to have. Fuck, I guess I’m really bi now.

“Ah, that is so much better! A woman can get her oven going with a sight like that.” Britney pulled her shirt the rest of the way off of her shoulders and arms. Her breasts were absolutely beautiful. She looked down at herself and then at my own chest, giving me a slight smirk. Let’s be honest, we all compare our chest to each other, even if we don’t want to. I know she was just a bit bigger than me, but this slight tease for it made my insides twitch again, in a good way.

“Come, girl, be a good girl and crawl over here. Remove my panties and feast your eyes on your treat for tonight.”

Apparently I’m further along in this submissive thing or just far more horny than I realized, because I did just as she commanded. I dropped down on my knees and crawled over to her. She had such a sexy look in her eyes as she watched me crawl to her feet, I think my pussy reached a whole new level of arousal just because of that look. I reached her feet and brought myself up to be eye level with her white panties. I didn’t waste any more time and pulled them down her legs, exposing her beautiful mound and slit to my eyes. I couldn’t look away, I didn’t want to. This was the 3rd pussy I’d ever laid eyes on (4th if you count my own, but I’m not flexible enough to look at myself like I looked at each of the other 3), and I knew it wouldn’t be the last time I found myself here.

She didn’t remain standing above me for long though. She bent down and tussled my hair like she would a dog’s head.

“Awe, you're such a good girl, Maddy. I can see how much you want to taste me. Don’t fret, just let me get comfortable first.”

She sat down on the sofa, leaned back, and spread her legs for me. She didn’t have to say anything for me to scoot to her, still on my hands and knees, and quickly bury my head between her thighs. Up until now, my experience with tasting pussy had been limited to my own and Megan‘s. I don’t think I could get too much taste of Kayla from her panties or that quick kiss, a decent smell at best. But, in all honesty, I think I liked Britney’s best so far! No, strike that. I absolutely know without a doubt that hers was the best.

She was intoxicating! Literally, from the first lick I couldn’t get enough. She had this beautiful scent and a taste so different than the two pussies I’d tasted before. I don’t even know how to describe it. I can tell you though that my world was changing again. I looked up into her eyes and she had this look like she knew what I was thinking. If she knew, then I was both in trouble and in Heaven.

I could’ve stayed down there nestled in her folds forever. I let my tongue explore every inch of her, every millimeter, every fold, every corner, every surface I could reach. I absolutely loved her never-ending nectar. I was barely paying attention to her moans and sighs, I was fully focused on my own enjoyment of her pussy.

I have no clue how long I was there. Time just didn’t matter for me at that point. Eventually, her hands pulled my head firmly against her mound, her knees clamped down on the sides of my head hard enough to block out all sound, and her pussy literally gushed into my mouth! It was splendid! I’d never experienced a pussy cumming almost like a dick does, but I loved it! I’m sure the rest of you know what that’s called already, but it wasn’t until later that I found out it was called squirting, but it was so exciting to experience without knowing what was happening.

I couldn’t quite hear her, but I could feel her screaming and moaning as I continued my **** on her. She tried pushing me off, but it took more strength to accomplish the task than she anticipated. I finally relented, and she pulled me up to kiss me. She was out of breath, panting and desperately trying to get control over her breathing again. She pulled my ear to her mouth and whispered so that Megan couldn’t hear her.

“I know that my pussy has a special taste, I’ve been told by every single man I’ve ever let taste me. But you were the first woman I’ve ever let bring me off like that and I could see in your face how much you loved it. I’m glad I have the same affect on women. I can tell how much you want to lick me again. Be a good girl, Maddy, and I may give you the chance another time.”

She kissed me one more time, deep and long, and let me go so I could kneel in front of her again. She just had this content look sitting there on the couch. She was reclined with her body still completely exposed to me, without a care in the world, completely comfortable and confident in her nudity.

“Holy shit that was hot. Britney, you clearly enjoyed that. She’s good, isn’t she?!” I’d almost (but not quite) forgotten that Megan was watching the whole time. I turned to look at her, awaiting whatever she had in store for me.