Continued from Part three. Please read the earlier parts first then come on back!
College life is very much as I'd imagined. I enjoy my studies, but still find the time to practice the piano and even jam with a few new friends. I hadn't been home in about a month, so hadn't seen Mrs. Singer, but also hadn't been with any other girls either. Since our last meeting, our communication has cooled off, and I've been fully absorbed in other things. I still think about her, but not exclusively.
One night, Tommy and I go out to eat at a burger place, and I spot Sophie, my ex-girlfriend, sitting down with her irrepressible roommates Josie and Wendy. She sees me and I wave to her. Josie catches my eye as well, and gestures for us to come over.
"Hi ladies," Tommy says, and sits in the booth, squeezing up against the two girls on one side.
"Join us, Nick," Josie says, with a cute smile, and I look down at the empty seat next to Sophie.
"Yes, join us," Sophie agrees, so I do. I sit down next to her, and instinctively give her a hug. She kisses me on the cheek and gives me a sweet smile. I look at her. She's in a tight white dress, her tits look spectacular and her curly red locks bouncing on her shoulders is just too cute to bear. My mind travels back to what it was like with her in bed, and I get turned on.
Dinner is really good and the chemistry between us all is natural. When we're finished, we head back to the girls' place, and there's a strong indication that Sophie will want to reprise our old mischief. We all sit in their lounge, and Wendy grabs a beer for all of us, while Josie puts on some music. We drink a little, and the talk starts getting saucy as we get loose.
"Sophie's been a right whiny bitch since you guys split up, Nick," Wendy says, and all the girls laugh.
"Have not!" Sophie replies, giggling.
"Oh, that guy has such a small dick. That guy didn't make me come. That guy wouldn't know a g-spot if it sat on his face. Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera," Josie chimes in. Everyone laughs and Sophie makes a shocked face.
"Sounds like you have been busy," I suggest, trying not to sound jealous. It doesn't sound like I need to be too jealous though.
"No. Not actually," Sophie says, looking at me cutely. "Three guys. Three nights. In three months."
"Zero orgasms," Wendy mutters, and again, everyone laughs.
Sophie looks at me again. "Yes, it's true. Three strike outs"
"Oh my god, then she wouldn't shut up about Nick and his magic dick," Josie starts in, and the girls laugh again. I look at Tommy and he makes a grossed out face and stands up. He had been growing less at ease with this conversation, and all the attention I'd been getting from the girls.
"OK, y'all. I'm out," he says.
"C'mon Tom, hang out," I say, but no one else objects, so he gives me customary knucks and splits. Suddenly all eyes are on me. These three incredible young women. Sophie, my curly redheaded ex, Josie, the big titted blonde honey and Wendy, the exotic looking babe with dark eyes and dark hair. Small tits, I also note. I look at each in turn, then take a swig of beer.
"So, babes," Wendy says. "What do you want to do now?"
I don't answer.
"Strip poker?" Josie suggests.
"Or Twister?" Wendy says.
"Or I could just take him into my room and fuck him?" Sophie says, and looks at me. I smile, knowing there was sex in my immediate future. I don't mind being discussed like a piece of meat by the sex bomb triplets.
"But we want to play as well," Wendy says with a pout, and moves over to Sophie, looking at me.
"Yes, share," Josie butts in, sitting on the floor.
I start getting nervous, but am highly aroused, filing this scenario away firmly in the wank-bank for all eternity. All of these girls are stunning, and totally hot in different ways. They are all still looking at me. Josie inches towards me a little.
Sophie gets up and leaves the room, and I'm suddenly worried that she's upset. But no, she returns ten seconds later with a box and throws it on the floor. Twister. I start sweating a little.
"Strip poker first, then Twister?" Wendy suggests, but Sophie gives her a look and they all laugh. Josie moves the coffee table and starts setting up the game. It has been a while since I've played, and it certainly hadn't been with a trio of nubile babes all seemingly wanting to fuck me. Would I actually be up for a three-way, or a four-way? My mind races. How would it even work?
We start playing, and I'm drunk enough to just allow myself to enjoy it, without any hang-ups. There are legs and tits everywhere and all over me, an ass in my face, spread legs, and a lot of laughter. Josie is nearly sitting in my lap, and she catches me staring at her impressive tits. I've definitely never touched anything like that before. She leans forward and brushes them against my chest, looks up at me with an intense look and puts her hand on my leg.
As Wendy and Sophie are collapsing in laughter, Josie puts her hand in my lap and squeezes my cock through my pants. I exhale sharply and look at her with wide eyes. She pretends to fall on top of me, and I could feel her whole amazing body against me, and I make the most of the moment, as it can't last. Josie rolls off me with a giggle, and lies there with her legs open like she's just been fucked.
I can't decide which of these incredible girls I'm most attracted to, and wish I could sample them all. Wendy gets up, runs to the fridge and grabs a bottle of white wine, opens it and pours out some glasses. Sophie gets up and joins her, and the pair come back holding the glasses for all of us. They look down at Josie and I, lying on the Twister board.
Sophie smiles, hands me a glass, and I sit up and take a drink. "Have you girls ever been to bed together?" I ask the room, and they look around at each other. Josie sits up, and again, catches me ogling her chest. Her nipples are hard and poking through her top. Our eyes lock and I shake my head in disbelief at her overwhelming hotness.
"What is this, truth or dare?" she says and smiles at me cutely.
"I'm game if you guys are," Wendy suggests and sits down on the board, legs crossed. Sophie lies down on her side, facing the rest of us.
"As much as this might disappoint your little porn-addled mind, young man, we're not actually lesbians. We don't roll around in the mud together and all sleep in the same bed," Sophie says, with a laugh.
