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My eyes went wide, a reaction Priscilla certainly did not miss. And with an impish grin she released me and slid to the side. Loveth took over, pulling my erection into the deep valley of her 34DD cleavage, and then she took over the pumping action.

Priscilla stood up and divested herself of the rest of her clothing, and now all three of us were totally naked. I could see the glistening wetness between her legs and knew my girlfriend was ready and raring to go.

"Let me take over, Loveth, and I promise than in less than five minutes you'll have the most delicious Ice-Cream imaginable."

"Ooh, that sounds yummy," Loveth answered. "But what if you can't finish him in less than five minutes? I'm starving already..."

Priscilla laughed. "Fine, I'll make it up to you."

"You'll get the strap-on and Bang me within an inch of my life is what you'll do."

"Deal."

Loveth released me and moved me over until I was laying on my back across the mattress. She leaned down to kiss me and then whispered in my ear. "You'd better hold out long enough, Mister. I want your cream but I really want her to Bang me."

I just nodded as Priscilla straddled my hips and began lowering herself onto my erection.

"Hey!" Loveth protested. "No fair starting early. Wait for it ... you've got five minutes, starting ... now!"

Priscilla shut her eyes and then lunged down onto me. Even after many, many (many) sexual encounters between us, she was still tight and it took a couple of strokes to bury myself to the hilt.

"Do me good, baby..." she cooed.

I was only too happy to oblige. I watched my girlfriend humping her body up and down, sending her firm, round tits into jiggly orbits. But then my view was blocked as Loveth settled her naked hips over my face.

"Let's see if I can't distract you," the impish sultry lady said down to me.

I was quite distracted with the pretty pink pussy in my mouth. And I wasn't the only one. Loveth was rubbing at Priscilla's tits and I could hear their sloppy kissing. It was enough to throw off Priscilla's rhythm and despite my girlfriend's best efforts to get me off quickly, I nutted somewhere around six minutes.

Priscilla collapsed flat onto her back, her chest heaving with the exertion and momentarily weakened from her own climax. Loveth, the energizer bunny, was off me and eagerly slurping my creamy jism from her roommate's abused pussy.

For a few more minutes, there was nothing but the sounds of heavy breathing, whispered moans, and wet lip-smacking. But as soon as everyone got their breathing under control, Loveth was up and wiping her face with the back of her hand. "Alright! Time to pay up baby."

"Poor me..." Priscilla said sarcastiAyoly as she rolled her eyes. And with a smile she rummaged around beneath her bed to find her toy box. The strap-on was soon located and put into place. Loveth lay supine across the bed, her legs spread and her arms eagerly awaiting her friend.

I simply sat back and enjoyed the view. Priscilla started by doing a push-up over Loveth's body, her tongue split Loveth's lips while the head of her fake cock descending between Loveth's other lips. It was a view I'd seen before.

For some reason, Loveth really got off on watching the pretty dark lady banging her. I rather liked it myself. There was something so inherently sexy about the way a woman moves her body to Bang another woman.

"That's it, Priscilla! Drill my wet cunt! Split me open and Bang me!" As always, the pinned-down sultry lady lit off into a quick climax after only a couple of minutes of the Priscilla treatment.

When she recovered, Loveth looked to me and panted, "Bright, c'mere." I knelt on the bed and she wriggled my hips around until I was straddling her face, pointed back towards Priscilla.

The dark lady moved out of the way, arching her back and planting her hands onto Loveth's juggling tits to support herself.







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I just grinned the slightly-guilty-but-more-proud-of-my-studliness grin. I staggered over to the seat and flopped down. Bisola was already handing me a beer.

"What movie are we watching?" I asked.

"Who cares?" Beauty said as she leaned back against my chest and pulled my arm around her. "Long as I get to stay just like this for a good couple of hours."

Bisola settled onto my other side, propping her feet up onto the coffee table and wrapping my other arm around her. "Sounds great."

And the three of us settled in for a nice evening.

There wasn't much time left, but I made it a point to spend every evening with my sister and Beauty. Priscilla said she understood, even if on a few nights I didn't return to her place to sleep.

And then all too quickly, it was time for the graduation ceremony.

I stayed in the crowd with the various family members. Beauty' parents looked particularly happy to see me again.

And during the diploma ceremony I yelled at the top of my lungs for Bisola and all of her friends that I knew: Beauty, Binta, Leslie, Carmita, etc.

Afterwards, the girls were mingling about, looking cute in their caps and gowns. But in the middle of one conversation, Binta pulled me off to the side.

"I will miss you, Bright. I know we haven't seen much of each other this past quarter, but that doesn't mean I've forgotten you."

"I'll miss you too, Binta. There's no way I could ever forget my 21st birthday."

The statuesque dark lady blushed and then pulled me into a hug. "Promise me you will watch out for Beauty and your sister. I am worried about them."

I pulled back and looked into Binta's hazel eyes, which were wary. "Worried? Why?"

"Maybe you haven't seen it, spending so much time with your new girlfriend. But I am concerned for their relationship. Beauty, especially, is going through a very tough time with her emotions. I think she is questioning her sexuality. Bisola, too, to some degree."

"What do you mean?"

Binta looked thoughtful for a second, putting together her explanation. "Here is what I know. I have a few gay friends. You know how I'm certain that they are gay? Because when they see me naked, they don't feel anything. When they see a man and a woman having sex, they don't really get aroused. Same for my lesbian friends."

I nodded, everything making sense at least on an intellectual level.

Binta then took on her concerned face. "But your sister and Beauty? When they see you naked, they get Hot. When they see you banging, they get hotter and wetter. Sure, they turn away every guy who ever approaches them, but I don't think they are really lesbians.

At the very least, they are bisexual, even if they don't practice it with men. But rather than considering this, Beauty has been very firm in asserting that she does not want a man. But it's all words, not in the way she reacts instinctively."






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