The weekend after I had my experience with Barb I had to attend an engineering program seminar, but two weeks after I was back to see Abby. Friday was a low keyed pizza dinner in front of the TV night for all four of us. On Saturday night, Abby and I went to a party thrown by a friend of hers. We stayed out too late and probably had too much to drink, the result being the we didn't have sex that night, but deferred until Sunday morning. When the sun came streaming through the bedroom window, we both stirred, I rolled over and fondled her breasts and shortly thereafter she reached for my manhood, which by that point was in its morning woody state.
"I want to do it, but let me go pee first," she said. Abby was back in no time and peeled off the oversized tee shirt that she was using for a nightie. I slipped off the briefs that I had been sleeping in and laying on my back my manhood standing straight up. Abby straddled me and in no time had slipped me inside. No matter what position we use, she is one terrific fuck and this occasion was no exception my having deposited my seed inside Abby's vagina. A few moments later what goes up must come down and cum began draining from her.
"I think you are going to need to get cleaned up because otherwise you'll be leaking for some time," I told her.
"Yeah, I'll go shower, but tell you what, why don't you go downstairs and start to make breakfast for everyone. I know how much you like cooking on Sunday mornings."
"Deal," I said pulling my briefs back on and finding a clean tee shirt and my jeans. I was the first to get downstairs and the first task was to make some coffee. After turning on the coffeemaker my attention turned to what to cook for breakfast. Checking the fridge, I saw that we had eggs, a package of sausage, and bread for toast. The perfect feast.
I had no sooner put the sausage on to cook when Carla came into the kitchen. She was dressed in a red nightshirt whose material wasn't so thick as to not reveal her ample D cup tits that wobbled nicely with each step that she took. A petite girl for sure, but Carla's tits were her outstanding attribute. Abby had told me that they were not enhanced, but totally natural, which makes them all the more impressive.
A few minutes later Barb came in. I had to do a doubletake because she was wearing a sheer white knee length nightgown. She was not particularly well-endowed, but the nightgown allowed for her cute little pointy nipples to show nicely. Checking Barb out there was also no panty line showing, but I thought I could detect the shadow of her perfectly trimmed strawberry blonde bush. Having had first hand experience with that bush two weeks prior, my manhood twitched more than once.
"OK, guys, Abby is in the shower and will hopefully be down soon. Sausage is cooking and I'll make eggs to order. So how do you like your eggs?" I asked.
"I'll have mine scrambled," replied Carla.
"I prefer mine unfertilized," quipped Barb at which point Carla nearly choked on a mouthful of coffee.
After cooking the eggs I plated each girl's order and added a link of sausage. "Isn't this sausage kind of short?" teased Barb.
Now it was my turn to nearly choke on my coffee, but I didn't dare comment.
Clearly, Barb had gone through a metamorphosis since the day that she walked in on Abby and me having oral sex in the living room. At first it was her deciding to start douching, followed by approaching me about demonstrating oral on her, then this morning's revealing nightie, and now these comments. It certainly was not the quiet and reserved Barb that I first met in September.
Moments later Abby joined us, I served breakfast, and the conversation was lighthearted. We all had homework to attend to and that occupied the afternoon. Monday morning I had to shower and leave by 10:00 in order to get to my campus by noon. Carla and Abby both had an 8:00 o'clock class and had already left.
I got up and went to the bathroom where I ran the shower and got in. Having no sooner lathered up when there came a knock on the door.
"Wes, can I come in? I have to pee really bad."
"OK, but I'm in the shower," I replied.
Barb came in, went to the toilet, and peed. Such events were common when living with three women and I didn't think another thing about it. But the next thing I knew Barb, now naked, got into the shower with me.
