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The following took place about a year after I met my best friend, Jenny.

Jenny’s friend, Marissa was staying with us for the weekend. They had gone to high college together and discovered their sexuality with one another. Marissa had joined the military immediately after graduating and she apparently looked at their situation as “paused”. Earlier that day, this became evident by the fact that the first thing she did when she arrived to our dorm and dropping her bags at my feet was to spread her arms for a hug from Jenny. As they embraced, Marissa placed a sensuously kiss on Jenny’s neck and finished with a quick flirty bite which left a mark. Jenny was telling her to stop between giggles but she was clearly enjoying this unorthodox reunion. I was more than a little jealous as I watched Marissa take her lips off of Jenny’s neck and remove her hands from her waist. Jenny and I weren’t technically in a committed relationship but tell that to my fucking emotions.

Marissa is taller than me but she towers over Jenny. Comparing her to myself, I guessed she’s about 5ft 10in. She’s half black, half white with light green eyes and large, full lips. She had long, reddish brown braids that she kept in a bun. She was also quite muscular for a woman, likely from her military training and obvious weight lifting lifestyle. She carried the majority of her mass in her powerful legs and ass while her arms were well defined but not overly muscular.

The majority of that day consisted of her and Jenny catching up and laughing incessantly at inside jokes I didn’t figure out. Marissa was unabashedly flirting with Jenny every chance she got and she was constantly touching her. It looked like I was doomed to be a third wheel for the weekend. We planned to go to a bar in a couple of hours. Jenny asked us if we should order a pizza before we leave for the night. When I suggested extra mushrooms (our usual) Marissa said she “Hates fucking mushrooms” From anyone else, I would’ve dismissed that as only poor taste, but since I had spent the last few hours watching this girl flirt with Jenny, I took her dislike of mushrooms as a personal affront. We compromised with half mushrooms, half pepperoni.

As we waited for the pizza to arrive Marissa began to rummaged through one of her bags. Pulling out a towel and a bottle of body wash, she said she was gonna take a shower. She got up and went into our bathroom. A few moments later, the shower head turned on.

“You don’t like her, do you?” asked Jenny who was sitting on our massive, beige beanbag chair. It sat in the back corner of our dorm and honestly took up WAY too much space, but it was remarkably comfy. Not to mention all the memories Jenny and I had made lounging on it together. The dozens of movies we laughed to, cried to, or became bored with and resorted to exploring each other’s bodies to keep ourselves entertained. Our countless kisses and frequent cat naps, all this transpired on this big, ridiculous “bag”.

I gave her a look that confirmed her suspicion.
“Why don’t you like her?”

“She’s a cunt.” I said, realizing that was a tad extreme.

“She’s not.” Jenny said “She’s just blunt and somewhat oblivious to boundaries. You’ll warm up to her. She’s great once you get to know her.”

Sensing I needed some attention, she flirtatiously pouted her lips, spread her arms wide and beckoned me over to join her. I crossed the room and leaped to her. She screamed as I came crashing down, nearly knocking her off. We both laughed and I nuzzled my face into her neck. She turned her head and her pillowy lips gently pressed against mine. Her wet tongue was tentatively pushing its way through my lips, I extended my tongue to meet hers. The kiss became more and more passionate as our tongues danced. Jenny reached her hand up my shirt and was cupping one of my large breasts, squeezing tighter and tighter as our mouthes energetically clashed. Her other hand slid down into my pants and she began to softly rub my pussy. Soon wet nosies were clearly audible as Jenny’s fingers rubbed my labia, pushing my pussy lips from side to side as my juices coated her fingers. Then she entered me. I could feel her long finger, knuckle deep, making a “come here” motion as it pressed against my G-spot. Shivers ran down my spine and a moan escaped my mouth. My juice was literally running down her forearm as she attacked my G-spot with two fingers. I was losing control of my legs as the pleasure increased, I had to focus on keeping my legs as wide as efficient for her as she finger fucked my pussy. Her palm made sloppy wet sounds as it pounded me. I was gonna cum any second.

Then we heard the shower turn off. Jenny removed her fingers from my pussy. She looked me in the eyes as she sucked my juice from her fingers. Marissa came out of the bathroom, towel around her waist, tits completely out. I reluctantly admitted to myself that I found Marissa very attractive. She had smallish breasts similar in size to Jenny’s as well as big hard nipples. Their breasts differed when it came to areolas. Marissa’s were only slightly larger than the nipples themselves while Jenny’s were considerably larger and somewhat puffy. Beads of water glistened from her chest, down to her impressive abs. The scent of her body wash filled the room. Rosemary and sandal wood possibly. It was honestly a masculine aroma but I loved it. My legs were quivering and I wasn’t sure if it was because Jenny had got me within seconds of cuming or because of Marissa’s partial nudity and masculine body wash. Both more than likely. Marissa noticed and smirked.

“Looking a bit disheveled, you two.” She remarked.
Jenny giggled at Marissa which was slightly annoying but my sudden attraction to Marissa was blunting the negativity. Marissa took Jenny’s giggles as an invitation to join us and the next thing I knew, she was also on the oversized beanbag, one of her big, wet nipples inches from my face as she sprawled out between Jenny and me.
“What’s the ETA on that pizza?” Marissa asked ask she pulled her towel from around her waist to dry off her upper body. Her movements blasted me with her amazing scent.
“What’s the body wash you use?” I asked her.

“Rosemary something or other. I forgot to pack body wash so I picked up some at the Walmart here in town. I take it you like?” She said, raising her arms so that her armpits were now basically in my face. This also raised the towel so that she was reclining completely nude next to me. Nobody could claim she lacked confidence. She gave me a look as if she was granting me permission to sniff her armpits. What a goofball I wondered to myself and laughed a little out loud. She laughed too, knowing damn well how silly she was being. There was a very brief moment were we locked eyes but then we both noticed Jenny was feverishly tapping away at her phone. “What’s up?” Marissa asked.

“I forgot to finalize our pizza order…” Jenny mumbled.
“You two were too busy fooling around that you forgot about your nasty mushroom pizza.” Marissa said, shaking her head.
“Mushrooms are so good!” I exclaimed. Jenny concurred with a head nod but didn’t look up from her phone.
“Wrong.” said Marissa dismissively as she got up, leaving her damp towel behind on the beanbag. She stood naked in front of us. I couldn’t help but admire her sculpted, golden brown body. I fantasized about her extremely suckable nipples. I wanted to lick her abs. I wanted to spank her massive, round ass. Or better yet, have her spank mine.

I played “Howl’s Moving Castle” in the background as we waited for our pizza and decided what we’d wear out tonight. Soon, a half dressed Marissa had her eyes glued to the tv. She had never seen this movie before and was apparently loving it. It’s one for my favorites, maybe there was hope for Marissa yet.

Jump a handful of hours forward. It was currently about 2am and we had just got back to our dorm from the bar. The three of us were still quite drunk but I was easily the most inebriated. After stripping down to my underwear and pouring myself a glass of water, I stumbled over to the bean bag chair, where Marissa and Jenny (also in their underwear) already sat. Jenny turned on some relaxing lo-fi music we typically listened to while we studied. I nestled between their warm bodies as they talked about a guy from earlier at the bar that was hitting on Jenny but couldn’t take a hint. I was in and out of consciousness. At one point, Marissa was claiming that she had got the phone number of one of the female bartenders. I had noticed her flirting with a pretty asian bartender who looked like she was very much into Marissa. Maybe this is who she was referring to. I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to a pitch black room with quiet lo-fi playing. We were still on the beanbag chair but a blanket had been draped over us. My face was snuggled tight into Jenny’s neck. Marissa was big spooning me from behind, her hand clutching my breast. I kissed Jenny’s neck how Marissa had. Then I began to nibble and lick. She rolled to her side and I kissed my way down from her neck, over her collar bone and down to her chest. I pulled her bra down to reveal a large nipple. Jenny loved when I sucked them. I wrapped my lips around it and began to suck. Jenny stirred a bit and placed her hand on my thigh, sleepily rubbing it. The more I sucked, the harder and larger her nipple grew in my mouth. I don’t think I had ever made them this hard before. Jenny was mostly awake at this point and she had her hands in my hair. I took my mouth off her tits and kissed down to her…abs?
Jenny had a flat stomach but didn’t have abs. I looked up but couldn’t see her face in the darkness. She sat up and with a hand under my chin and leaning forward, brought my lips to hers. Marissa’s big, unfamiliar lips pressed against mine. She was an amazing kisser, honestly better than Jenny. Her tongue aggressively pushed its way into my mouth. Where Jenny’s tongue usually danced with mine, Marissa’s wrestled. She skillfully unclasped my bra, my massive tits dropping out of it. Her hands grabbed both of them and vigorously squeezed and smacked them around. She tightly pinched my hardening nipples and shook my breasts with them. Then she pulled her tongue from my mouth, leaving a trail of cool spit down my chin, neck and chest. Playfully pushing me backward off my knees, Marissa gripped my panties and pulled them down my legs and off of me. Her strong arms held my legs wide and high as she began to eat me out. I could feel her long tongue exploring my wet pussy. It shot in and out of me as she made loud lapping and sucking sounds. She sucked on my pussy lips, pulling one into her mouth then releasing it to do the same to the other. Then she moved up to my clit, rapidly flicking her tongue over it, driving me crazy. My juice and her spit mixed and ran down and over my asshole. My legs twitched as she continued to ravenously eat me out. Then I felt a finger pushing against my asshole. I had very little anal experience up to this point but before I could tell her to take it slow, I felt it slide deep inside. Another finger entered my dripping pussy and the two fingers met, only the thin barrier between ass and vagina separating them. I was cuming on Marissa’s face and I couldn’t stifle my moans any longer. They escaped me, which woke up Jenny.

Currently writing part 2! Thanks so much for taking the time to ready this! I hope you enjoyed it!

NSFW: yes

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