Chapter 4

“Oh, sorry!”, she blurted out apologetically.

“It’s ok”, my friend replied softly. “That was incredible to watch.”

The flatmate looked totally embarassed and tried to back out of the door. My friend spoke up.

“Hey, you don’t need to go anywhere.”

The flatmate paused and looked at her quizzically.

“Come here and sit with us”, said my friend, gesturing to the other bed.

The flatmate exchanged a glance with me briefly, but I was still a bit dazed. She slowly walked towards us and sat on the bed, keeping herself a few feet away from contact with us. My friend propped her head up on her right elbow and looked down at the two of us. I covered myself up with the towel to protect my modesty as best I could.

“Do you always squirt like that when you cum?”, she asked softly again.

The flatmate blushed, but nodded.

“Wow, I wish I could do that”, my friend replied wistfully.

I decided to chime in.

“Yeah, I’ve never seen anything like that before either.”

The flatmate giggled this time and covered her face with her hands in embarassment.

We all sat there silently for a few minutes lost in our thoughts. My friend’s left hand idly played with my chest hair, while my hand gently stroked her flank. The flatmate eventually broke the silence.

“What we do now?”, she asked hesitantly.

For some reason, we both looked over at my friend. She had somehow become the pace setter in this weird situation.

My friend sighed, seemingly conflicted by the situation.

“I don’t know. I didn’t expect things to get anywhere this far so I really haven’t thought this through.”

More silence as we contemplated the situation further.

“Maybe I go get another ribbon for all of us?”, the flatmate teased.

My friend giggled as well. I was quickly beginning to realise that for all the fun I was having, the two girls were definitely the ones in charge.

“Not yet”, replied my friend with a mischevious twinkle in her eye. “We can consider that tomorrow maybe. For now, I think the ribbon just restricts us from doing everything we may want.”

My heart almost stopped as I processed that. “Everything we may want”. It had been difficult enough for me to break through some of the mental blocks of doing things with my friend, but my mind was figuratively blown with the myriad possibilities that the casual comment threw up. I hadn’t really considered the flatmate in a sexual context before, because well, she had been firmly off limits. Now that seemed to have changed. How far was this situation going to go? Was this just going to be a show and tell performance, or was she going to be an active participant in the events to unfold? Were we going to continue with “anything” wildcards? The possibilities were endless.

My friend trailed her left hand down from my chest as I lay there, and it eventually ended up under the towel and near my groin again. I felt a hand grip my penis gently and quickly release it. I looked over to the flatmate and she had a naughty grin on her face.

I turned my head slightly to face my friend and locked eyes with her. She smiled at me and kissed my forehead gently.

“Thank you for agreeing to this”, she said.

I chuckled. “I’m not quite sure what I’ve agreed to yet!”

She giggled as well.

“Well”, she said in a whisper, “I did promise you EVERY hole. And maybe she can watch.”

My semi-flaccid penis twitched again at the thought again.

I turned to face the flatmate again.

“Are you ok with this?”

Her face was flushed with a mix of desire and confusion.

“What exactly is ‘thees’?”, she asked.

“She say you can watch us if you want”, I replied softly.

The flatmate gasped and her eyes went wide. My friend giggled on my other side. She was really pushing this exhibitionist side of her and for the first time I began to wonder if maybe this was getting out of control.

I sighed and thought back a few months to our first hook-up. We had both been a bit nervous then, typical of two people getting together for the first time. Things had progressed at breakneck speed since then though as we escalated our activities. Although I had been a more than willing participant in everything, I began to realise that it had been her setting the pace with virtually every activity once the door had been opened a crack.

Was this a problem for me? I really couldn’t decide. The steps had been incremental and organic, and the logistics of a transatlantic separation had definitely put some pressure on us to make the most of every opportunity to get together. But still, it was a huge leap from a casual meet up for drinks a few months ago, to possibly having anal sex in front of an audience.

“Penny for your thoughts”, said my friend, sensing my pensiveness.

“I was just thinking about how far we’ve come in a few months”, I admitted.

She giggled again. Her breasts pressed into my left side and I felt her nipples hardening slowly through the thin material of the T-shirt as she probably let her mind wander back as well. I ran my hand down to her butt and stroked gently. She nuzzled her crotch closer to my leg in response and I felt a wet warmth emnating from there.

“What part surprised you the most?”, she asked softly.

“Definitely the bathroom activities”, I responded immediately. Even though I had been highly turned on by some of it, I still felt somewhat embarassed by the things we had done.

“I’m sorry”, she replied with a slightly deflated tone.

“No, don’t get me wrong”, I quickly interjected. “I was a willing participant in everything. I just didn’t, you know, ever expect some of it to happen the way it did. And I guess I’m a bit surprised by how much some of it turned me on.”

“And what about this?”, she asked, steering the conversation back to where it had begun. “Are you ok with doing this?”. She paused before continuing. “With an audience?”

“I don’t know”, I replied honestly. “I mean I love doing you back there for sure. But yeah, I don’t know whether this is the best idea.”

Under the towel, I felt her hand grasp my penis and squeeze gently.

“Can I make it worth your while?”, she asked teasingly.

I laughed nervously.

“You’ve already offered me ‘anything’. Not sure what more I can ask for?”

The flatmate giggled on my other side, reminding us that she was still around.

My friend blushed and whispered into my ear so only I could hear her.

“Maybe I can convince her to join us later?”

My penis hardened at the thought. She felt the response and smiled. She continued the whisper.

“Oh so that’s the magic formula is it? You want to be with two girls?”

I gulped and stumbled over my words.

“Well yeah, no, I uh, it’s, yeah, not sure what I should say.”

She grinned, very much in control now. I could feel my willpower ebbing away as she whispered again.

“Say ‘yes’ then. You know you want to stick this hard cock of yours into my tight butt.”

I looked again at the flatmate sitting across from us. We had all been sending out mixed signals the entire evening, but this was the moment of truth. Our eyes met and I felt her gaze almost pleading for me to do something ... anything. She nervously bit her lip as she looked at me and her vulnerability helped me make up my mind.

“Ok”, I said softly.

My friend excitedly began to kiss me as soon as I said this. Her hand began to stroke me gently, still under the towel. I also moved my hand lower and cupped her butt cheeks under the hem of her T-shirt.

We made out like this for a few minutes, my penis getting harder in her grasp as we did so. The flatmate sat still the entire time, her eyes wide open as she took in the scene. Granted, most of the activity was taking place under some level of covering but it was fairly obvious what we were getting up to.

Eventually my friend broke the kiss and sat up panting slightly. She opened my towel, releasing my constrained penis which sprang free pointing directly upwards. She leaned down and gave the head a gentle kiss and it twitched slightly.

I gently pulled my friend towards me and she lifted her leg to straddle me, positioning her wet crotch by my face. She lowered her head to take my penis into her mouth, entering into a sixty nine position. I put my hands under her T-shirt and cupped her breasts as she began to suck.

“I want to see”, the flatmate whispered to our right.

My friend paused only for a second, but then pulled her T-shirt over her head and threw it on the floor. She sat on my chest, both of us completely naked and exposed now, and grinned. I shivered for a second. This was really a big step forward.

“Better?”, she asked.

The flatmate nodded silently, exhaling through her mouth.

I lay there, having somewhat of an out of body experience. I couldn’t believe that it was me lying here completely naked, an equally naked girl lying on top of me, on full display to an enthusiastic audience. The situation had changed from sex being a private, intimate thing into it becoming something of a performance. What shocked me even more though was that once I got over my initial inhibitions, I was actually enjoying this. And of course, the promise of “more” was also intriguing, although I wasn’t totally convinced that it would actually happen.

The two girls made eye contact, and as the flatmate watched, my friend leaned forward again and ran her tongue up my erect penis from base to tip. I shuddered at the sensation. She repeated it, except this time she took the tip in her mouth as she reached the top. She held the base of the penis in her hand as her tongue gently toyed with the other end. The feeling was exquisite. Her breasts brushed against my groin as she did this, the nipples gently teasing me and causing my penis to harden even more.

I pulled her hips slightly backwards so that her pussy was near my face. The musky feminine smell was strong as I leaned in towards her crotch and began to lick her as well. We settled into a gentle rhythm in this position, stimulating each other but not to the point of orgasm. After all, we had other plans for that.

After a few minutes, I began shifting my attention backwards, licking her perineum gently in between the main course. Her butthole was right in front of me at eye level, but I stopped short of licking there for now. It would be getting plenty of attention later. In the dim light of the room, the puckered hole looked like it was winking at me teasingly.

I glanced over to the flatmate and she was now kneeling on the other bed, her hand under her shirt again. She met my glance and blushed, but left her hand in place. We maintained eye contact as I extended my tongue, slowly and deliberately licking from my friend’s pussy backwards. This time, I kept going and ran my tongue over her butthole as well. I felt my friend shiver slightly as I did this, the suction on my penis growing stronger for a brief second. The look in the flatmate’s eyes was one of pure lust and horniness as she watched.