A wild college girl threesome.
Let me tell you about a college girl threesome that started from a night of hardcore fun and partying. Back in college, I had a fun roomie for a while named Lana. Lana was your typical, pretty little ex-cheerleader. She did cheerleading all through middle and high school, just like I did, and continued it into college. For a while, we were best friends. In fact, the reason we met in the first place was that she was also a slutty teacher’s pet for my favorite professor! Initially, I saw her as competition for all the good grades I was bribing out of my professor. But by the second half of that class, we were fast friends, and we went on to be roomies the year after.
Once we became roommates, all bets were off! That girl was wild, and I mean it. She was out partying almost every night, and she dressed up for every single party. There wasn’t a single event that she just wore a hoodie and shorts for. She always put on sexy lingerie and curled her hair. She looked like a Hollywood video vixen wherever she went. After a while, I started joining her too. We went out to these parties almost nightly. In fact, that’s how I met one of the guys I went on to date during college. He didn’t last very long, but he was still one of the entertaining men to play with.
Mostly because he liked to play with her, too!
I snuck him over one evening to have him spend the night with me. However, it quickly got out of control as I was riding on top of him. I forgot to place a rubber band on the door, which was the subtle hint that Lana and I had come up with to signal our need for privacy. Instead, she blew the door right open to find me riding him, completely naked on my bed. She gasped and started to shut the door, but my boyfriend stared at her as he’d just seen an angel. He saw the possibility of a threesome flash before his eyes, and I decided to gift him with it. “Lana!” I yelled out just before she closed the door. She kept it open a crack, asking me what I wanted.
“Come in here,” I moaned, still full of Carson’s cock and craving his reaction. I could feel him throb at the idea. As she walked in, I felt him twitch even harder. I gave her a little smile and said he wanted her to join in. She has no hesitations, then. She wore a little black dress that night to the party she hit before coming home. As she stripped it off, she blessed us with a little striptease of the lacy black lingerie underneath. She tossed it all off and climbed in bed, and that’s when I realized something. She had a little sparkling buttplug peeking out between her cheeks.
He absolutely loved it.
He couldn’t stop staring at it. So I made a little game for him. I had Lana ride his cock and climb on top for once while I slipped in beside them. As he got the wild college girl threesome of his dreams, I went down to lick and suck on his cock. All the while, playing with Lana’s shimmering little buttplug. It was his wet dream. He had me kissing his balls; he had Lana riding his cock. I came back up for a while, kneeling beside them so that I could make out with her at the same time. It was a flurry of bouncing ass, tits, and Lana’s tight pussy squeezing him tight. The only thing that made it even better was that he realized we had already played together once before.
I’d pulled them into a little late-night booty call one time. So there he was, laying down, with his favorite phone sex girls teasing the hell out of him. It was everything he ever dreamed of. We traded places, too. I climbed back on top of his cock so that Lana could climb over his face. He licked and licked until she creamed all over him, sealing his little college girl threesome with pussy juices. We completely covered him. I came on his cock just as she squirted on his face. Together, we pushed him over the edge into sheer bliss.
