Melissa -- Our Roommate Chap. 6 


   I was feeling fairly tired after the encounter with Melissa the
previous night, so when Kelly slipped out of bed that Saturday
morning, I didn't take much notice of it other than to roll over and
steal one of her pillows to hide my face from the bright sunlight
streaming in the window.  Somewhere in my drowsy mind I was curious
that she hadn't been all over me when she got home - and when the hell
was that, anyway?  It had to have been late, since I was fast asleep
and never stirred.

   Melissa was in the kitchen making coffee when Kelly got there.  In
most households it would probably have been very strange for the
roommate of a married couple to be standing around in the kitchen
wearing only a cutoff shirt and thong underwear, but given the way our
relationship had progressed, it didn't faze Kelly in the slightest.

   "Good morning," Melissa greeted her quietly, handing her a steaming
mug.

   "Morning," Kelly replied, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.  "Was my
husband a gentlemen last night while I was out?"

   Melissa smiled and rubbed a palm across her crotch lightly.  The
thin material did little to hide the absence of any pubic hair and the
presence of a fine gold ring in her clitoral hood.  "That depends on
your definition of gentleman, I suppose.  If you mean taking good care
of a woman in need of assistance..."

   Kelly stopped her, a flush of wetness moistening her inner thighs.
"Wait - don't tell me right now.  I want to make him tell me while I'm
riding him later tonight.  But first he'll have to wait all day long
in anticipation."  She grinned wickedly, and then cocked her head.
"Say, did he tell you that I haven't let him touch me in days?"

   "Well, I knew you were playing with him. And I've been teasing him
a lot myself," Melissa admitted.  "I still can't believe you wanted me
to fuck your husband so much!"

   "Well, that, but - really, it's that I wanted him to fuck you.
There's a subtle difference, you know."

   Melissa nodded.  It was obviously a psychological thrill to Kelly,
and she didn't mind being used a little.  It had gotten her some of
the best sex she had ever had, and the first since things went really
sour with Gary several weeks ago.  She changed gears and broached a
delicate subject.  

   "You must have been going pretty nuts yourself, Kelly.  Not having
sex with your husband, I mean.  You guys have been pretty regular
lately, you know."

   Kelly's face grew slightly pink, and she quickly occupied herself
with finding a cigarette from the pack in her purse.  She didn't say
anything for a minute while she lit her cigarette, and then exhaled a
stream of smoke slowly.  "Yeah, I've been horny," she acknowledged.
"Plus thinking about Biff with you has been getting me excited."

   Melissa's expression grew more serious.  "You know, when you got
home last night and I had to pee while you were showering?"  She
waited for Kelly to nod before continuing.  "Kelly, there was come all
over your underwear."

   Kelly took a long drag, trying furiously to think of a response
that was plausible.  "No, um...you must have been mistaken...I
mean..."

   Melissa stepped closer to Kelly, until they were nearly touching.
She took the cigarette from her and took a puff herself, blowing the
smoke past Kelly's ear.  "I was there that night, don't forget.  I
watched you with those two guys, and we both know you didn't tell your
husband quite everything."  She could see Kelly growing pale.  "You
fucked them last night, didn't you?"

   Kelly nodded mutely.  A tear formed in the corner of her eye.  "I
wasn't planning it at first, but then...well, I knew Biff was going to
fuck you last night and I was so horny...  I couldn't stop myself.
Are you going to tell him?"

    "No," she laughed.  "You are.  Eventually.  You don't really want
to stop yet, do you?"  Kelly whispered an almost soundless no.  "You
never know, your husband might not even mind.  He liked watching me
fuck you..."  Melissa leaned in and kissed Kelly, pushing her tongue
into Kelly's open pink mouth.  They kissed for a few moments, then
Melissa pulled away.  Finishing the cigarette, she announced, "Now,
with that settled, you need to help me pick out an outfit for tonight.
I have a date."

**********

   By the time I got up, the ladies were nowhere to be found.
Shopping, apparently, from the short note I found on the refrigerator.
I was frustrated, because I really couldn't wait to get some alone
time with my wife.  Then the strangeness of the thought hit me:  I
wanted to be alone with Kelly so that I could tell her all about
fucking her friend last night.  I shook my head slowly.  Our
relationship had certainly taken on a twist.

   After few hours of hanging around aimlessly, I went to run some
errands of my own and catch a movie.  When I got back it was already
getting dark outside, but at least Kelly's car was parked in our
space.  I figured that maybe I'd get a chance now to have a little
rendezvous.  

   Unfortunately, that wasn't to be the case.  She was deep into a
book on the couch and gave me the "Do Not Disturb" signals quite
clearly.  However, she insisted that I stay in the living room with
her rather than going onto my computer, so that we could spend time
together.  The only upside to that was the occasional movement of her
toes in my lap and getting to watch her smoke a few cigarettes.

   Finally she closed her book and looked at me expectantly.  I slid
in between her back and the inside of the couch so that we were
spooning and tilted her face towards me.  Kissing her, I could taste
the smoky flavor of her pink mouth.  She kissed me back for several
minutes, teasing my lips with her tongue seductively.  

   "Mmm..." she said eventually, pulling away, "What should we have
for dinner?"

   It should go without saying that food was the last thing on my
mind, but what my wife wants, she gets.  So sex had to be delayed for
another couple of hours while we cooked, ate, and digested.  Over
dinner Kelly told me that Melissa was on a date tonight.  I must have
gotten a strange expression when she said that because she started
laughing at me and wouldn't say any more.

   Around 8:30, after making me wait all day, Kelly wandered into the
bedroom with her finger crooked in a "follow me" gesture.  I was quick
to comply.  She wordlessly pointed to the bed and I sat down.  Next
she leaned over me and pulled my shirt off, letting her hands brush
across my chest lightly. Then she pushed me down so that I was lying
in the center of the bed.

   I hadn't noticed her attaching them so she must have been stealthy
about it, but in a moment the unmistakable sound of Velcro announced
that she had brought out the comfy cuffs.  She quickly strapped my
arms down, then moved to the foot of the bed and stripped off my jeans
before securing my ankles as well.

   Bound as I was, it put Kelly in complete control of the situation,
and she took full advantage of it.  She took her time putting on a
fresh coat of red lipstick and a sexy gloss by Mac that drives me wild
with its wet, shiny finish.  Then she took out a thick vibrating dildo
and sat in front of me, lighting a cigarette.

   "So," she started, exhaling a white stream of smoke, "Did you do
it?"

   I knew she had to have figured it out, if Melissa hadn't already
talked to her about it anyway.  But of course me telling her was part
of the fantasy for her. 

   "Oh yeah.  We did it."

   "Tell me about it," she demanded, running her fingertips across my
rigid prick.

   I started the story, explaining first how we had flirted and drunk
wine throughout dinner, and how I'd watched her undressing before
going to her.  Kelly focused her attention on me completely, and a
faint buzzing announced that her vibrator was running.  I continued by
describing how I had pushed Melissa up against a wall, kissing her
roughly and jamming my fingers into her.

   "You've never been like that with me," Kelly gasped.

   "You wanted me to fuck her like there was no one else in the
world," I reminded her.  "It was some of the hottest sex I've ever
experienced."  Normally I would have been mortified at the thought of
talking to Kelly like that, for fear of hurting her feelings.  But her
moans and the pace at witch she was thrusting the dildo into herself
told me I was doing exactly what she wanted.

   Kelly hissed, "Did she suck your cock?"

   "Even better.  She blew me while she was smoking.  I almost came
all over her face."

   "God, I would love to see that," Kelly said.  She told me to go on,
so I told her how I ate Melissa's delicious cunt before fucking her
standing up.  I think that part turned her on a lot, and I spent
plenty of time describing the feeling of Melissa's pussy squeezing my
dick, and how exciting it was to be with someone else.  Kelly's eyes
were closed now and she furiously frigged herself.  I don't think she
planned to come on the dildo, but when I got to the part about
ass-fucking Melissa while making her put four fingers inside of
herself, Kelly's mouth opened in a big circle and she screamed out a
tremendous orgasm, bottoming the dildo out inside of herself.

   Throughout the whole story, Kelly had touched my cock here and
there in order to keep me hard, but since I couldn't touch myself, I
was pretty frustrated.  I watched in excitement as she slowly withdrew
the dildo from her pussy and set it aside, wet with her fluids.  I
hoped that it was about to be my turn.  Indeed, Kelly lit another
cigarette and straddled my waist so that my dick was pressed against
her vaginal lips.  She leaned forward to lie on my chest and began
kissing me while she smoked and rubbed herself against me.

   "So was it as good as you hoped?" she whispered.

   "Better.  I'd fuck her again in a heartbeat."  I felt Kelly's pussy
tremble at that even as she tensed slightly.  Now was the moment of
truth.  "But what I really want is to slide my cock inside of the
woman I married - the woman I love."

   Kelly sighed contentedly and closed her lips over mine while
angling her hips enough to slip me inside of her.  "That's what I
wanted to hear," she told me.  Then there was no room for words, since
her smoky tongue stayed buried inside my mouth while she rode me with
no abandon.  Her pussy was like moist silk around my flesh.  I
couldn't help but notice the touch of her closely trimmed pubic hair
brushing across my groin in sharp contrast to the smoothly shaven
mound from last night.

   Kelly fucked me hard, slamming down on top of me rapidly.  "Come
inside of me," she urged me.  "Fill me up.  Fill me and then eat me."
I felt my balls knotting up with my impending climax as she began
tonguing my sensitive nipples.  Gradually her coaxing pushed me over
the brink and I shot jet after jet of hot come into my wife.

   She was totally fired up by this point and didn't even give me a
moment to catch my breath.  She simply lifted up off of me, my semen
dripping from her cunt onto the sheet, and slid into place so that she
was sitting on my face.  I put out my tongue and went to work, joined
rapidly by her vibrator on full blast.  She focused on her clit, and I
licked her from top to bottom, tasting our tangy combined flavors.  It
was amazing.  Her second orgasm came slower, and by the time she got
off I was getting pretty weary.  Nevertheless, I gave her another
good, vocal climax to finish the evening right.  Sleepy after my own
orgasm, I was out moments after she climbed off of me.

**********

   Sometime later that night I awoke to the creaking of floorboards.
I glanced at the clock - 12:45 AM.  The sliver of light at our bedroom
door grew wider and I saw a blonde head poke its way in.  Suddenly I
realized I couldn't move; Kelly had fallen asleep without unfastening
the restraints.

   "Kelly..." I heard a quiet whisper from the door.  "Are you awake?"

   Melissa tiptoed into the bedroom and stopped dead in her tracks
when she saw my predicament.  Since Kelly hadn't covered me in
blankets either, I was on full display, bound spread-eagled to the
bed.  As Melissa's eyes lingered on my cock, it grew and hardened.

   "I like having him right where I want him," quipped Kelly, awake
now as well.

   "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you guys up.  Actually, well, I
thought you might be...fucking..."

   "We did earlier," Kelly confirmed.  "Although from what I hear it
wasn't as rough as you like it."  Even in the dark I could see Melissa
blushing.  "So how was your date?"

   "It was good.  He's a really nice guy.  And a good kisser."

   "So you went out and got some, eh?" I teased her.  

   "Not as much as he got," she said, giving it right back to me.

   "You little slut," Kelly cried, "You didn't fuck him on the first
date, did you?"

   Melissa shook her head, absently running a hand along my thigh.
"We made out and I let him play with my tits for a while.  Oh, and I
just blew him in front of the condo," she finished with a grin.

   "Did you swallow?" Kelly asked.

   "Most of it.  I saved a little for you," Melissa said
provocatively, leaning forward and kissing my wife with the flavor of
another man's come in her mouth.  If my dick hadn't already been at
full mast, it sure was now.

   "Mind if I fuck your husband?" Melissa asked politely.  "I'm really
horny, but I didn't want my date to think I'm a slut."  I wisely chose
not to comment that fucking a married man moments after a date
probably was even worse on that measure - it didn't do to upset a
woman who was so eager to fuck that she was simply lifting her skirt
and pulling her underwear to the side.

   Kelly watched with rapt attention as my cock disappeared under
Melissa's descending pussy.  She rode me in the cowgirl position, with
her hands on my chest and her hips rocking steadily.  "Oh yeah, yeah,
this is good.  Fuck.  Oh, more."  She was turned on and her cunt was
flowing freely with sticky juices.  Kelly leaned in to open Melissa's
blouse and suck on her nipples.  

   Swirling her tongue across Melissa's nipple rings, she wondered
aloud.  "Honey, do you think I ought to get my nipples pierced?"  She
laughed as I groaned and arched my hips up to meet her friend.  "Or
maybe we'll get our tongues pierced.  We can suck you together then,
or you can watch us eating each other out."  She turned towards me and
began kissing me as I fucked the blonde beauty.  "Are you going to
come in Melissa so I can watch her sit on your face?"  She kissed me
deeply.  "Shoot inside of her.  Make her wet for me."

   The stimulation was incredible, both physically and mentally.  I
closed my eyes and groaned deeply, feeling my come surging up to
cascade inside our sexy roommate.  I pulsed inside of her for several
seconds, filling her nicely.

   "Now, slide up onto his face," Kelly instructed.  "Let him eat you.
It's incredible, like nothing you've ever had done to you."  And I did
so.  I ate Melissa's creamy pussy until she came screaming, her thighs
clenching my cheeks for dear life.  And then, once again, I slept,
untied finally from the bed and with both of the women in my life
pressed against me, one on each side.