Back in college I worked an on campus job. It was good hours and relatively good pay for the little amount of work I was doing. It was also a fairly cliquey kind of job, meaning that if you knew someone who already worked in that department, it wasn't hard to get hired.
I worked with a group of about 5 girls who were all close friends and as a result, became pretty close with them myself since we worked similar shifts. We'd be on campus until late at night (around 11pm some nights) and often were the only ones in the building that late.
One night the only people at work were myself, Annette, and Leslie. The two of them were good friends from high school and were pretty easy to work with. They're both Latinas and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't pretty attracted to them despite always maintaining a professional, friendly relationship with them.
They had gotten comfortable enough with me around to talk about their relationships and even sex lives at times. I usually paid no attention or joked that they considered me one of the girls. One evening Annette was complaining about recently breaking up with her boyfriend and was in a dry spell.
"I'd let you borrow my boyfriend, but I'm afraid I wouldn't get him back," Leslie told her.
Annette laughed. "Based on what you tell me, you have ways to keep him coming back to you," she replied.
It's true. Leslie wasn't shy about sharing details with her friends and based on what she would talk about, she was pretty adventurous in bed.
"My virgin ears," I joked. "Maybe I should go to the next room and get some work done while you two chat."
The two girls broke into laughter. "You know you're enjoying this," Leslie shot at me.
It's true. But I also didn't exactly need to be hearing that kind of conversation at the moment. I wasn't seeing anyone at the time and it had been a few weeks since I had sex at all. Letting my mind wander to my two friends probably wasn't the best idea.
"Nah, if he was enjoying this, we'd be able to tell," Annette added, nodding down towards my crotch. The girls burst into laughter again.
"Damn, you really are horny," Leslie said to her friend.
Keep in mind, this was in college. I think I was around 20 years old at the time. Not a teenager, but the hormones and bodily functions still weren't as under control as they would be later. I could feel a bit of rustling down below. I turned my body and got up to walk out of the room and preserve some of my dignity.
I left the room and went to the next room over. It was an office-style area, with each room having a desk and some chairs. I sat down and pulled out some of my homework to get started. A few minutes later Leslie walked in and shut the door behind her. I looked up at her, somewhat surprised.
"Ok look. Annette isn't feeling it. Besides not being able to fulfill those urges, her self-esteem is kind of in the dumps right now."
"I'm sorry to hear that. She's great though, I'm sure she'll find someone new soon."
"OMG! You're not that dense, are you?" Leslie said, exasperated. "No one is in the entire building and we're here for another hour. Go over there and bang it out for her while I wait out here just in case."
I put my book down and smiled at her, incredulously. I'm sure they're just messing with me.
"Are you trying to get me fired so that you can pick up my hours?" I joked at her.
"No, just trying to take care of a friend. You know you want to anyways, I've seen the way you look at her."
She wasn't wrong. They're my coworkers and my friends, but I'm also a man. I've definitely noticed the curves on her and my mind has drifted in that direction on more than one occasion during my private time.
Leslie was a pretty direct woman. She walked across the room, grabbed me by the wrist, and almost pulled me out of the room. I was starting to think she wasn't just joking. We walked across the hallway and into the room where Annette sat, her face flushed red. Leslie closed the door behind me, leaving just the two of us alone in the room. We immediately both started laughing.
"Did Leslie try to convince you?" Annette asked.
"Convince is putting it lightly. More like almost threatened," I replied.
"Well, it got you here," she said with a faint smile on her face.
"Oh? Is that what you wanted?"
"Maybe."
We stood there for a while silently. I didn't know what to do and neither did Annette. I don't know how long we stood there but suddenly we heard Leslie from the other side of the door.
"Do I have to come in there and do it myself??"
"I dare you!" I joked back at her. Up until now, this whole thing was one giant joke to me. There was no way Annette would want to just "bang it out" with me and Leslie was just being her normal Type A personality self.
Leslie barged through the door and looked at us. "OMG, still fully dressed. You two are pathetic."
Then she did something I completely didn't expect. She grabbed my hand by the wrist again and firmly placed it on Annette's chest. The three of us stood there, almost in shock, silently.
That broke the ice. I think at that point I was willing to entertain the possibility, but still didn't want to make Annette uncomfortable. Leslie let go of my hand and I kept it firmly placed on her boob. I could feel how full her breast was, even through her bra and sweater. Leslie walked around us to the other side and grabbed Annette's hand and put it on my crotch. I was rapidly responding to the situation down there.
I began to more seriously touch Annette. I massaged her boob, feeling its fullness as she began to breath deeply. She also began to stroke me through my pants. I couldn't believe what was happening.
A few moments later Annette looked over at her friend. "Are you just gonna stay and watch?"
Leslie smiled. "I mean, you owe me that, at least."
Things began to progress rapidly. Annette sat up on one of the tables in the room while I let both my hands slip under her top and feel her skin. I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, loosening it so I could touch her tits. She began to unbuckle my belt, letting my pants drop to the floor. I lifted her shirt and her breasts finally came into view. They weren't the biggest, but they fit her frame perfectly. I was mesmerized.
I lifted my own shirt and threw it off while she stroked my very hard dick through my boxer briefs. She dropped down to her knees and in one movement pulled them off, letting my hard cock bounce out, inches from her face. She looked up at me and without saying a word engulfed my head in her mouth. I was enchanted.
I looked over at Leslie, who was sitting about 5 feet away with her eyes glued to Annette sucking my dick. "Don't you think your boyfriend would have a problem with you being here?" I asked her.
She looked up at me just long enough to respond. "I'm just watching. Not doing."
It had been a bit since I had had sex and I didn't want it to end too early. I tapped Annette on the shoulder and she stood up, while still holding my dick in her hands. I reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down along with her panties. She stood in front of us, totally naked, with a smooth pussy.
She sat back up on the table and spread her legs. Her pussy lips spread ever so slightly. I teased up and down her lips with my fingers, circling around her clit. There was no turning back now. I began to stroke her clit, lightly at first, barely touching it, but becoming more and more direct. Her heavy breathing turned into moans. She held my shoulders and I could tell she was building up to an orgasm.
Normally I would like to eat a girl out, but things had gotten ahead of us and she was well on her way to cumming, so I just continued to finger her clit as she got closer and closer. All of a sudden she threw her head back and her entire body shook as she came. I felt a sense of pride in giving her something she was missing for the past couple weeks.
Once her orgasm subsided, she looked at me, breathless. "Put it in me, please."
I was about to grab my dick and guide it towards her wet pussy when Leslie stood up and stood next to me. Her face was flushed, she clearly was enjoying the show. "Can I?" she said softly.
At this point higher reasoning was out the door. She should not have been a participant, but none of the three of us were about to stop her. I just smiled as she reached for my dick, grabbing it in her hand. I couldn't believe what was happening. She stroked up and down a few times, running her thumb alongside the bottom of my head.
When I thought she would guide it to her friends pussy, she suddenly got on her knees and without warning took it entirely in her mouth. I was shocked beyond belief. I looked at Annette who was similarly astounded at what her friend was doing. I watched as Leslie stroked me with one hand while licking and sucking up and down my shaft.
I don't know how long this went on for. It could have been 30 seconds, it could have been 15 minutes. I enjoyed every second. Eventually she stood up, her hand still wrapped around my dick and led me to Annette. She rubbed my cock up and down her friend's pussy before inserting just my head inside.
She looked at me with a suddenly serious look on her face. "You better not cum inside her. I want my turn too." I couldn't believe she said that.
Before I could say anything, she tugged at my cock and I plunged fully into Annette. Tight and wet, I was fully immersed in the pleasure of that moment.
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*This is part 1. I embellished some of the dialogue a bit since this happened about 10 years ago so I obviously don't remember exactly what was said. I'll write up what happened next when I've got some more time on my hands.*