As he sat in the corner of the bedroom James recognised quite how lucky he was, seeing as he was watching two stunning women sixty-nineing on the bed before him. There had been a third, but she was now knelt on the floor before him sucking on his cock. Quite unable to believe his luck, James considered that, out of the three women involved, it was somewhat baffling that the one who wouldn't fuck him was the catalyst for what was a dream come true, and he began to consider how it all began.
He'd met Louise through an ad on Craigslist. Nothing sordid, he was after a room and she was looking for a roommate. To James, it seemed too good to be true, with decent rent and a spare room in a two-bed Victorian townhouse, and it got even better when Louise opened the door when he arrived for an initial visit.
Tall, slim and blonde, Louise was absolutely gorgeous, the tiny pair of glasses perched on her nose only adding to her allure. She'd invited him in politely, her posh southern accent doing nothing to douse his immediate lust, although her admission as they discussed house rules came pretty close to doing so.
"I feel it's best to let you know now that it's not uncommon for me to have different women in the house throughout the week," she spoke politely over a cup of tea as if it wasn't discussing wank-bank material, "and I can't promise that the walls are completely soundproof, but if you were to have women or men over then I would give you the same space and privacy that I would expect."
"That sounds fair," James accepted, "and apart from the odd mate to play board games with it'll just be women for me."
"Ah," she nodded, a slight grin appearing, "same here, but I promise not to flirt with yours if you don't flirt with mine."
"All good," James chuckled, trying not to make his disappointment that she was a lesbian obvious, "but if any of your straight friends come over for games night then I can assume they're fair game?"
This was greeted with a good-natured smile and nod.
"Sounds good to me. Tell you what, I meet some friends every Friday for drinks. If you take the room why don't you join us?"
"Great. If you're willing, I'll take the room."
Outwardly smiling happily while internally cursing his luck, James filled out the necessary paperwork, quite unaware of how this upcoming Friday was going to change his life.
That Friday, arriving at his new local with Louise, he was blown away by how attractive Louise's group of friends were. He'd since learned that she worked in the city, something to do with finance, but he couldn't have given any more details as he'd immediately blanked it all out, but if this was the quality of the talent available then he was keen to reconsider accountancy and try something new.
"So, out of the group, Julie and Fiona are straight," Louise gave him the rundown as they stood at the bar ordering drinks, "Helen, Sandy and Olive are bisexual and the others don't like cock. We're all pretty relaxed and open with our sexuality, so unsurprisingly we're a pretty incestuous group in who's shagged who, so just don't go falling in love and ruining things."
"That sounds good to me," James nodded, his eyes immediately drawn to Helen, whose light olive skin and hourglass curves sent shivers through his body, not that any of the others were ugly, far from it, with red-headed Fiona, petite Olive's cute black-bob and Sandy's shapely ebony skin all taking James' breath away. If he were to go home with any of these women he'd consider himself very lucky indeed. Unable to believe the opportunity life had dropped into his lap he had no interest in falling in love any time soon and ruining everything.
To his relief, the evening went well as he got on well with everyone present. It quickly became apparent that a few of the group were showing some interest in James as well, Helen and Sandy especially practically throwing themselves at him, while Louise seemed to be getting on very well with a petite blonde whose name he kept forgetting. At the night's end, Louise and her friend announced they were heading back to the house together and Sandy was making it quite clear that she would be interested in returning with James. For her part, Helen had imbibed a few too many and, despite still showing interest in James' was getting a taxi home with Julie, who it transpired was her housemate.
Walking the few minutes back to the house, Louise and the blonde were practically conjoined, their tongues frequently down each other's throats, with Sandy and James a more taciturn couple, holding hands down the street, sharing the odd occasional peck, but both seemingly unable to stop grinning like Cheshire cats every time they glanced at each other.
Reaching home, Louise and Friend immediately disappeared upstairs, while Sandy followed James into the lounge. Having had a few beers, he needed a glass of water to keep hydrated and coherent. As he drank Sandy's eyes remained locked on his, so blatant was their attraction for each other. With his thirst sated, James couldn't help but pull her closer towards him, kissing with intensity and passion, Sandy returning the same lust and need that he felt.
For James, removing his shirt stood in the kitchen it was like a dam had burst, all of the sexual energy he'd held at bay now released as Sandy removed her dress to reveal a matching pair of lacey white underwear, her bra barely containing the large breasts that filled it. The bra had enough fabric to constitute a tent, and funnily enough, that was what James was already pitching.
He didn't wait for Sandy to finish stripping, instead pulling her close, kissing her neck as he effortlessly unhooked the bra as her breasts pressed against his chest, staying where they were until he moved away, the bra falling away without anything to hold onto. He was absolutely gobsmacked that natural breasts as large as hers could stay perky, her dark brown nipples puffy and pointed, he couldn't help but bend down and start sucking on them, while, as she moaned and groaned from the attention, his lover also began fiddling with his trousers, pulling them down without hesitation and, not even looking at it, beginning to wank him off with gusto.
Unable to wait any longer, James stopped what he was doing, removed his shirt and, bending Sandy over the sofa, removed her underwear. He only took a moment to admire her shapely ass before pressing his cock up between her ass cheeks, sliding his entire length beneath her, pressing against her sopping wet hole, causing her to gasp at the pressure.
