for the fact that it was some band t-shirt that Tracey herself despised!

Peter had picked up on Tracey’s attraction to Judy previously, and was, if honest, a little jealous. He imagined the way Tracey would get off on Judy changing for gym class, and the two girls often went shopping together, trying on skimpy outfits, but for Peter, he could only imagine. He could feel himself become harder, he couldn’t control himself, lying so close to the two girls he desired so badly, he was sure Judy could feel the heat against her right thigh.

Tracey gently rubbed her leg up and down, as the movie ended, Judy took a deep breath in, then slowly exhaled. She felt so relaxed in her present company.

As Tracey’s leg moved in its slow motion, Tracey felt herself slowly becoming wet, her nipples hardened. Tracey had more balls than Peter, she knew it’d be sooner, rather than later, that she’d pounce on Judy.

Judy looked down at Peter’s head, she liked his dark hair, he was growing it. She averted her blue eyes to Tracey. She too had dark hair, there was lots of it. Tracey wasn’t as slender as Judy, but she made up for it with her huge bust. Judy could feel both her friends, they were so close, so warm.

A few minutes passed. Tracey could hold it in no longer. She straddled Judy’s slim figure, put Judy’s head in her hands, blonde locks everywhere, and kissed her velvety lips. So sweet. Judy, surprised at first, began to kiss Tracey back, slowly slipping her tongue into her mouth, feeling Tracey’s tongue piercing. Judy began to tingle, she was shocked, but becoming highly aroused too. Peter, ashamed that he hadn’t pulled off Tracey’s move, watched the two girls, his dick pressed so hard against his jeans. His hand slid down and undid the buttons. As the girls began to gyrate, Peter found himself, stroking Tracey’s backbone, under her tight t-shirt, he found her bra strap, and efficiently unclipped it. Judy removed her cute little red sweater, revealing a similar coloured bra. Tracey worked her way from Judy’s mouth, kissing her neck, shoulders, then stopping at her breasts, she licked around them, then pulled the lace of Judy’s bra down, revealing her nipples. She sucked slowly on Judy’s left nipple, occasionally flicking it with her tongue. Peter now had one hand on each of the girls breasts, squeezing. He turned his attentions to Judy, licking her free nipple. He gazed up to those wonderful blue eyes, they gazed back at his beaming brown eyes for a second, before Judy closed them. She gave out a little moan. Tracey removed her top, and began to undo the zip of Judy’s tight jeans. As Tracey climbed to the bottom of the double bed, removing each leg slowly from the jeans, Peter took her place. Judy felt his erect penis against her abdomen. Tracey made one of her earlier wishes come true, she pulled at Peters t-shirt, pulling it over his head. She then rubbed her huge breasts against his back as he lay kissing Judy’s body.

Judy opened her mouth wide, her knowing eyes fluttering at Peter. He positioned himself against the wall, his dick in Judy’s mouth, he instantly shivered as she moved her tongue around his thick, hard dick, from base to tip, back and forth. Tracey fingered Judy’s panties, feeling her moist vaginal lips which only made herself feel more wet. She removed the panties, and began licking Judy’s clit, in circular motions, building up the pace as she went. She slid two fingers into Judy’s warm, wet vagina, working up the pace some more, faster, harder, faster.

Peter could feel it. “I … I … uh” he inhaled. “I’m coming” he moaned, as he spurted his come into Judy’s mouth, she swallowed as he withdrew. She stroked his penis with her hand, smiling. She moaned as Tracey continued to finger and eat her.
Peter sat in the corner, assured that Judy had enjoyed her mouthful as much as he enjoyed her pleasuring him, he watched the two girls. Judy squirmed around, the pressure on her clit ever increasing. She moaned, she groaned. She pressed on her best friends head, gripping Tracey’s hair, encouraging her to go faster. Tracey obliged, feeling the walls of Judy’s vagina clenching on her fingers, she continued to lick at her frequent pace, as the slender figure in front of her orgasmed, Judy’s breath was intense, she felt her body hit extremities. She gave one more loud, powerful groan, then she was flat out. She giggled, and Tracey came up to eye level, they gazed at each other smiling as Judy’s breathing began to return to normal. Tracey stroked Judy’s forehead, removing a few beads of sweat. “You taste so good, so sweet”.

“I bet you do too” Judy said in her soft, dulcet tone. Looking across at the naked Peter, Judy prepared to go down on Tracey. She stood on the unsteady bed, dancing seductively down onto Tracey’s lap, undoing the buttons of Tracey’s jeans with her teeth, giggling as she went, Judy with her ass high in the air. Tracey’s jeans were now on the floor, amidst the other garments from the three teenagers. Judy squeezed at Tracey’s pubic region, it was so moist. “Mmm, I wonder how many inches I have under here” she joked while pulling at Tracey’s boxer briefs, “ooh, I’m impressed, almost as exciting as Peter” as the briefs fell to the floor. The two girls, now totally naked, made Peter’s dreams reality. He watched as the mouth his solid penis had been in only 10 minutes ago, submerged into the black mass of pubic hair of Tracey. He watched as Tracey’s back arched, and the two girls swayed as one. Tracey held tightly to her own nipples as Judy’s agile tongue worked its way around her slit. “I wanna come!” Tracey moaned, Judy teased by going slower.
Peter walked over, finding himself becoming hard once more, he stroked Judy’s back, from neck to ass, which was still predominately in the air. He gripper her legs and Judy widened. He slid his penis inside her anus, slowly, slowly. He rocked her body back and forth, with a tight grip on her hips as she continued to eat Tracey. Peter became solid again, throbbing. “Harder” Judy begged of Peter, he picked up pace. She teased Tracey more, Tracey used a hand to push her friends head further, further. Tracey tensed up, “Fuck me! Fuck … Uhh” She reached orgasm. She passed her hands through her own mass of black curls. Peter quickly came and eased himself out of her butt. The three friends collapsed in a heap on Judy’s bed. “We should do that again sometime!!” Judy said ecstatically.  

and approached the bar. The barman, at this late time, greeted her with a disgruntled voice. She gave him her order, handed over the change she had left. She cast her eye to her right. He looked good, baggy jeans, dark shirt. Mysterious. Unshaven. Probably out of his face on something, the way he stared hopelessly into the mirrored wall of the bar. She looked away. Took a sip of her gin and tonic.

He took a deep breath, slowly coming back to the reality that was his life. He saw her. She looked graceful, he’d noticed her dancing with some friends earlier, guessing they were just friends, surely they wouldn’t leave her alone for one second, she’d get all the cheesiest lines from any guy in the room, he thought. The silk of her skirt looked as silky as her skin. Ah, why not?

She wondered what was on his mind, his brown eyes now looked to be back on planet Earth. She saw him looking at her.

“So uh, what’d you think of the music?” Damn, how unoriginal, he was interested though.

“Yeah, it’s alright. Some good dancey tracks”

“Yeah, I saw you earlier”

“I’d like him to play something a bit more heavier” she said, gesturing towards the DJ, “but he only plays what he knows the ‘crowd’ will love”

“Yep, same every week, I’m getting bored of it, you know? Same old, same old”

They both took a sip of their drinks, simultaneously.

She thought of what to say next, nothing came to mind.

“I’m gonna ditch this place” he said, already on his feet. He finished off what was left in the glass.

“Me too!” she said, immediately.

They entered the damp streets, her hand in his. A few minutes of walking, he offered her his tatty leather jacket he’d grabbed as he left the heat of the club. She smiled as he slid it over her slender arms. She couldn’t hide her obvious attraction for him. She giggled.

He grabbed her by the arms, giggled back.

They stood in a door way of a closed shop, the wind hurling through the shutters of the window. He felt her warm breath on his face, as a drop of rain fell down the bridge of his nose. She felt herself draw him in close, the weather soaking him through to his skin, she arched forward, onto her tip toes and kissed his soft, subtle lips. The hair on the back of his neck tingled, she was the sweetest thing to touch his lips all night. He softly slipped his tongue into her mouth, she reiterated. He glided his hand into the jacket, gripping her hip, feeling the little warm flesh that she had shown off in the club. She took his face in her hands, feeling his stubble against her gentle palms.

“Lets go to mine” he said, taking her palms in his. They ran across the wet street, turned the corner and walked a little, smiling at each other, gazing into each others eyes. They both wanted the same thing.

He fumbled in the pockets of his jeans. Finding they key to his apartment, he opened the door. She stepped inside.

“Nice place” the hall way and living room were a bright, warm shade of orange. She turned to him, and began to kiss those lips again.

“Flatmates … chose colour” he said, letting the words slip out slowly as he kissed her back.

He guided her to his room, he clearly wasn’t expecting anyone back that night. She liked it, she knew so little of this guy, she wanted more. She could see he was into buildings from the sketches in the room, typical student abode.

He sat down on his unkempt bed, using his left arm to swoop his magazines and cds from where they lay, making room for his new friend to rest. She’d taken off his jacket, and laid it on the chair that sat in front of his computer. She slipped off her shoes, instantly reducing the pain she had felt walking fast along the streets. He watched, his eyes observing her formed legs, her wide hips and that dainty waistline. His eyes moved to her breasts, pert, her clothes indeed enhanced every curve of that beautiful body, but he wanted to see what goods lay underneath. She swiped her hair from her eyes. His eyes had moved north, they met in a longing gaze. He felt himself becoming aroused. She moved towards him, she straddled him as he sat on the bed. Her fragile hands slowly moved around his shoulders, his upper arms, she felt the contours of his shaped body. His hands were now feeling her fabulous bottom, he clasped the flesh between his fingers. She looked down on him, into those eyes that had first engrossed her attention in the club. He worked his hands up her skirt, and slowly pulled her lacy black knickers to her knees as she undid the buttons of his soaked shirt to reveal his defined chest. They once again engaged each others tongues, as his fingers fiddled with the zip of the silky skirt. She helped him release the device and the skirt slid slightly, from her hips. He took his arms out of the shirt, she through it to the floor. He lay back, she followed, her breasts pressing against his pecs, her back arched, her ass high in the air. He moved his hand upwards, underneath the sexy black bodice she wore, feeling her slim backline. Reaching her bra, he fumbled again, eventually unclipping its hinges as her breathing became quicker. She was now caressing his neck with her lips, occasionally licking, sucking, biting at the flesh with her sharp teeth, teasing him. He pulled her closer, pulling her now loose top over her head. He shivered slightly as her loose locks of hair fell on his sensitive skin. As she kissed his chest, her nimble fingers undid the buttons of his jeans. She slid her hand down, feeling his now semi hard penis through his boxer shorts. He jumped slightly, but relaxed soon after. He rested his wait on his elbows, she came up to meet his lips again. He reached out, fluttering his hands under a pillow. Revealing the controller, he adjusted the hi-fi to play some foreign music that she couldn’t quite make out. The words weren’t important, the mood was right, that was all that mattered. Together, they worked to get his damp jeans off, they laughed as he kicked about, eventually the tough denims fell to the floor.

In the glow of the bedside light, he stared at the wonder that straddled his body, she let her skirt fall from her knees to her ankles, which she then flicked, and the silk item, along with her lacy knickers landed on the floor. He locked his lips around one of her nipples, and sucked gently, she moaned a little.

“Uh, you’re making me wet” she giggled again, as she arched her back, in a graceful feline manner, her hair flowing over her shoulders, gently landing around his face. His free arm moved up her spine, grabbing the back of her head and feeling those luscious locks between his fingers. His touches made her tingle all over. He sucked a little harder, then took a breath. He kissed around her breast then moved on and sucked the other. She repositioned herself so that she could feel his warm, hard cock on her vagina. She wrapped her legs around his body. They remained in the embrace for a few minutes, as he caressed her beautiful bosom, she played with his ears, and ruffled his hair.

He swirled her onto her back, and worked his way down, licking her flat stomach, he groomed her pubic hair with his fingers, inspecting. He placed two of his fingers in her warm, wet vagina and rubbed back and forth, he was now on his knees at the foot of the bed. She moved and moaned slightly. She bent her legs and he placed his tongue between her labia, slowly he began licking her clitoris. She giggled and brought her hands down to his head, moving it in a circular direction by gripping his hair. He continued to lick, picking up pace as she begged for more, he took pleasure in it, he could feel himself getting harder, hotter. She sat upright, her back arced in delight, she squealed. They looked each other in the eyes. He stood up. She pulled his boxers down, they fell to his ankles. She placed his hard penis in her mouth. She moved backward, licking, forwards, licking, getting faster, faster. He looked to the ceiling as his breathing became more frequent, gripping that long hair in his fingers again, thrusting himself insider her mouth, becoming harder and harder. They caught a glimpse of each others eyes, and at that moment she positioned herself in the middle of the bed.
”I want you in me” she said, seductively, he followed command. He slipped inside her smooth, firm thighs, allowing his cock to glide in place. He felt those thighs grip around him, tight. In unison, they rocked, building up to a fast trembling. They both sweated as their heart rates soared. Her moaning grew intensive as he thrust himself upon her quicker, harder, stronger, faster. He liked the control. Gripping her body tight to his, he moved her round to be on top. He grasped her breasts between his hand and squeezed, as she rocked on his hot cock. One of her hands clasped the muscle of one of his knees, the other was laid neatly across his chest. She moved so gracefully, back and forth, she could feel herself, her excitement.
They fucked hard, breathing furiously. Their bodies became tight, chest against chest, hands on each others heads, rapidly moving entwined. She could feel it, she was moaning.
”Aww, harder, uhh, that’s it.” She was close to orgasm, he continued on, it’d never felt this good, he knew he was close to coming, could he hold on and allow her to have her pleasure. She flew her limbs around as she moaned, she was coming. “Oh yeeees! Uhh, so good … auuugh”

He pressed on as he felt her grip to him. He released himself with her. “Aww, I’m coming, ah”

He slowed his movements down, then withdrew himself from her, she lay so peaceful in the centre of his usually lonely bed. As she slowly wriggled around, clearly still enjoying the pleasure of coming a few minutes ago, he watched her sexy, hot body move, the way her breasts danced from side to side. She drew her hands through her hair. The music played on as they wrapped themselves in each others embrace, pulling the covers over their naked bodies. They lay in a state of elation, both smiling. She often moved her head slightly, her hair stroking his chest. They lay together, listening to the tones of the hi-fi, and the others breathing. As the hours passed, he realised he did not know his angels name.