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“I bet I can make you wetter.” Before even having to say, “prove it”, Alice had approached the bed, and was down on her knees, removing the covers from over my waist.

“Alice,” I said sternly. “We’ve been through this.” But I didn’t stop her, not even a little. I don’t know, maybe it was the horny mood I was in, maybe it was how assertive I had been all day and now it was nice to be dominated a bit. Either way, Alice began rubbing her tongue gently along my clit.

So what can I say? I didn’t push her off me. It felt too good.

I had never given in to Alice’s advances before, but after my fuck session earlier, I decided I would let Alice please me, because I deserved it.

Her tongue paddled around my mound like a duck in water, teasing me and causing my back to arch in a way that let her know she was doing things just right.

Then, in one swift motion, she circled my soaked pussy and brought me to ecstasy, curling her tongue around my throbbing clit. I grabbed Alice’s hair and screamed at the top of my lungs.

“How was that?” Alice asked, knowing the answer. I couldn’t speak. I didn’t need to, didn’t want to.

And then Dylan entered.

Our third roommate Dylan, 22, thin but toned, chiseled good looks masked by stubble, was wearing just boxers. I could tell he was worried at first, having heard me scream, but quickly was relieved upon seeing our positions. Dylan knew Alice had a crush on me, but also knew that I never caved to her. He was surprised… and rock hard.

Dylan’s dick was bigger than I expected it to be, and he slowly inched towards us, figuring maybe we were drunk and wouldn’t mind. Alice looked at him.

“Go fuck off, Dylan,” she said protectively, but I hushed her.

“Know what? We’re being a little crazy. Why not?”

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