New Normal with Megan and Kayla

My day actually started out relatively normal. I mean, it wasn't possible to be actually normal. This was my first weekday to wake up in this condo, so literally life would be a new normal regardless of everything else that happened this past weekend. So aside from the new place, my morning was relatively normal.

Megan was up before me and already in the shower, so I waited for her to finish. I know, I know, you’re probably hoping that I went in and we had another naked confrontation in the bathroom. But no, I didn’t this time. In spite of how it might seem after this weekend, my goal is not to submit my entire life to my roommates’ sexual whims. Sure, we had a ton of fun, but maybe it was just a one time thing. (Spoiler alert, it wasn’t)

I texted Christopher and scrolled through Instagram with my door open until I heard the shower turn off and the bathroom door open. I got up, went to head to the shower. I was actually startled when I turned to the door and found Megan standing there wrapped in her towel.

“Hey, Maddison. Can we talk for a second?”

Uhoh, was this about everything that happened over the weekend? Was she going to **** me to eat her pussy again? Fuck, did I secretly (not so secretly) want to do that? Calm down Maddison, breathe. Just see what she has to say.
“Uh, sure. What’s up?”

She stepped into my room, standing just a few steps in front of me.

“Well, I know this weekend was a lot. I know we all kinda got carried away in the thrill of it.”

“Yeah, it was definitely a lot.”

“Right. But, I know I loved it. It was so exciting to do things I’d never actually thought I’d do before. Being dominant like that, the constant sexiness. I mean, it was exciting for you too, right?”

Fuck, me. She is 100% right, but I can’t say that aloud to her, right?? No, who knows what would happen if I admitted it...

"Well..."

"Oh, don't even pretend. I wanted to hold you to what I said yesterday. The feeling of making you lick my pussy was amazing and I want to see what else we can explore together."

"Megan, I'm straight, and I'm dating Christopher..."

"I know you're dating him, but you can't convince me you aren't at least bisexual. Not after this past weekend."

She may be right about that, but I haven't really figured out how I felt about the lesbian things that had happened over the weekend. Ugh, maybe this is my chance to explore whether I'm actually bi? She spoke up again, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Look, I'm not trying to break you and Christopher up, you two are great together. I'm just looking to explore new kinks with you. You said Christopher is ok with us playing together."

She was right, he had said that. But still...

"I don't know..."

"Ok, please, just think it over today? I won't be offended if you say no in the end, and I promise I won't treat you any different. You're still my best friend and I love you."

"Ok, I can do that. Talk later?"

"Yup!" She looked cheerful as she left my room, but she still had one more move up her sleeve. As she walked out, she pulled her towel off her body, flashing her naked ass at me. My eyes were immediately drawn to her exposed tush. She's not curvy like Britney, but still. I swear, I've never been attracted to the female body before this weekend, but maybe she was right and I'm more bi than I realized.

Then she caught me. She looked back at me and smirked, knowing she'd caught me checking her out in more than a normal friendly way. I immediately turned away, hoping to minimize any reaction to catching me looking at her that way, but it looked like she didn't want to immediately confront me about it. I sprinted through getting ready for the day, and bolted out the door without seeing any of my roommates, thankfully. 

I intended to think about what she said at least a little, but I almost did nothing other than think about it all day. I was distracted, struggled to focus on my work and even had a hard time paying attention during conversations throughout the day. I honestly felt turned on at the idea of diving into this submissive thing with Megan, but I was worried too. Like I said before, I've never really tried out kinky things, so it's just scary to me to leave my comfort zone. Maybe this is the time to really try...

Christopher gave me input too, responding to my texts throughout the day about it. He was fully supportive of "whatever I want to do." He did finally add his actual opinion, saying he thinks treating sex like less of a taboo topic might help me grow in confidence. Ok, to be fair, I'm not some super shy and reserved person, I'm just a normal woman. Look, we've all been walked on before, we've all just kept our opinions to ourselves when other people speak up. Maybe I do that more than others, but I'm not awful at it.

Anyway, I've finally made my mind up by the time I get home. I changed into some comfortable clothes, took a deep breath, and knocked on Megan's door. I came in at her invitation, and immediately noticed she was wearing a baggy t-shirt and had a giant smile on her face. I couldn't help but smile back at my cute and sexy roommate.

"Ok, Megan, I thought about it." I paused, assuming she would ask what my decision was, but she just patiently waited. "I want to figure out what this new...thing...is, and I trust you. Fuck, like you said, we're best friends and I trust you're not going to do anything thats going to hurt me."

"YAY!!!! Fantastic! Oh, this is going to be fun!" She was up, on her feet, and hugging me before I could even register her movement. Then she broke the hug and stepped back.

"Ok, are we starting tonight or waiting until tomorrow?"

"Well, I think I'm ok with starting whenever you want to start."

"Brilliant!" and before I could say anything else, she jumped on the bed and her shirt was pulled off to reveal she wasn't wearing anything under her shirt! Had she planned ahead for this conversation? Or did she always go commando like that? Honestly, I might be ok with both answers (see, I'm already getting more confident with myself).

“Hurry it up, my pet! I get that your big puppy eyes can’t get enough of my naked body, but get naked already!”

I quickly did as she said and stripped all my clothes off. She lay back and spread her legs, sending a clear message of what she wanted: get straight to work, no long foreplay today. I crawled on her bed and up between her legs. Based on the conversation we just had, I’m confident I’ll be here more frequently than I could’ve ever anticipated before moving in.

I laid down so I could be face-to-face with her pussy…well, I guess face-to-pussy. You know what I mean…

Apparently, I was taking too long though, because she put both hands on the back of my head and pulled me against her lips. I didn’t waste any more time and got to work. She was already soaking wet even before my tongue first touched her. My guess was she really enjoyed treating me like her pet. That was at least a bonus. She got off on this, which should make it easier and quicker to get her off while doing this.

I excitedly dove in, enjoying the way she tasted, the way her hands were in my hair pulling my head against her, the way her hips moved against my face more and more as I continued, the way she lightly moaned when I flicked her clit just right. I’m not going to try to pretend, I’m definitely into this too. Add that to the list of things I’ve learned about myself these last few days.

I eventually added my finger in the mix, slowly sinking into her pussy and curling it upwards. She clearly enjoyed everything as my **** on her clit never let up. She also never let go of my head, so I felt she didn’t want me to take my time or anything. She quickly came, screaming as her thighs clamped around my head, holding my face against her lips as her delicious cum ran out of her tunnel. I continued licking her entrance through her orgasm until she pushed me away.

I sat up and looked down at the beautiful woman. Fuck, I was falling in love with her. Maybe not in the same way I loved Christopher but I definitely loved Megan. I need to be careful with that and keep my feelings for her separate from romantic feelings. She finally recovered from her orgasm and smiled up at me. 

“Fuck, you’re so good with that tongue! I know the other girls are going to want to try it out soon, but I want my pussy to be the main pussy for you. Can you promise me that, my pet?”

“Of course!” Wait, why did I say that?! Why did I agree so quickly?! And why did I sound excited?! Ugh, damnit. I know that’s actually how I feel, but it still feels weird, you know?

Anyway, she got up and dismissed me from her room, smacking my ass as I turned to leave. This was going to be my new normal. Just like going to work that day, or coming home and hanging out with the girls. 

Christopher and I talked for a while that night, confirming that we loved each other and that we were both comfortable in this game we were playing. He even made me say out loud that I was ok with him continuing to play with Kayla, but I made him promise to always tell me about their sexual adventures and to not lie to me about anything they do. He agreed, and I assumed they would do more stuff over the next weekend.

Tuesday was the first full day in this new normal. Megan woke me up before my alarm went off and brought me back to her room to give her a morning orgasm. This one was less rushed than Monday's, and she loved making me crawl on the floor to her room and over to her bed before allowing me up on the bed to bring her to climax. I left her room with a smile on my face, and walked straight down to the bathroom to get ready for work.

Christopher and I continued messaging throughout the day, maybe not as consistently as the past few weeks. Still, I didn't think that was a worry at all. But I got the first hint of something going on when I saw a post Kayla had made on Instagram. I was laying in bed scrolling through social media when I saw the picture.

She looked beautiful, she always does. The blue dress, the beautiful vine covered stone walls. Her casual yet gorgeous hair. To be honest, she posts beautiful pictures every week. But the caption was what caught my eye. She said “beautiful day for a lunch date with my bf”. Was she talking about Christopher on social media now?!?! Or could she have gotten another real boyfriend these last two days. No, that didn’t feel like a thing, she would’ve said something. But did they go on a lunch date without telling me?!?! Wtf! But damnit, I hate that it was sexy to see her posting this and all the comments wanting to see who the boyfriend is. I watched as my finger moved on its own and liked the post too.

I haven’t even seen Christopher since Sunday. Did she get to see him before me this week? Had she arranged it or did he? Surely he would've told me about anything sexual if they had done something, right? We'd literally just talked about that last night. No, I trust that nothing really happened, yet my imagination was running wild. I knew I was going to do it, and I couldn’t stop myself. I reached over to my bedside table and pulled out Kayla’s thong from this weekend.

Damnit, I wanted to know everything, and my pussy did too…