That first weekend with Jasmine and Colleen was perfect. We explored in bed and resolved some issues we all had about cohabitating. In the weeks after that, we slowly moved the girls into my house. My school days were hectic with finals, a couple of track meets, and making sure I had everything in order for next semester.
I think it was mid-May that Malea texted me to see how the move-in was going. I texted back everything was fine and that we were all getting settled in. I got back smiling emojis and a request to drop by to see. Since she was the property manager and there was nothing out of the ordinary, I texted back that she was welcome anytime. That got more smiling emojis and a ‘thank you.’
When I saw the girls, I told them Malea might drop by, but I didn’t know when. Colleen was indifferent, so she shrugged her shoulders and said, ‘Okay.’ Jasmine said it was nice for her to visit, and she hoped it wasn’t an inspection. Their previous landlord would drop in from time to time unannounced. They both thought he was a perv and wanted to catch them doing something. I told them I was sure it was innocent and that I’d never had a problem with her.
They were almost completely moved in; Jasmine’s things were in the bedroom facing the front yard because Colleen decided to take the backyard facing one. Jasmine’s personal items were in my room, along with a new dresser she bought for herself to match the one I was using.
The couple of weekends the girls were moving in weren’t as fun-filled as the first weekend. Jasmine and I made love a few times because she was sleeping at my house. Colleen was busy moving in and doing her social thing with friends. She didn’t get completely moved in until the final week in May. That’s when Malea dropped by to visit. I think it was a Wednesday evening as we were relaxing in the hot tub when I got a text she was going to stop by if it was okay. I texted back that we were relaxing in the backyard and that the front door was locked. She texted back that she’d use the gate and would make some noise so she wouldn’t surprise us. I replied that was fine and told the girls.
I mentioned to the girls that Malea was on her way. They both pouted, then Jasmine got out of the hot tub and went inside. I looked at Colleen and shrugged. Colleen giggled and said they probably should have their tops on when Malea showed up. I blushed and agreed. When Jasmine returned, the girls slipped back into their tops as we waited for Malea to arrive. We wondered if it was an inspection, but it didn’t matter because the house was clean.
When Malea arrived, we heard her call out as she opened the side yard gate. I called back and heard the gate close. Malea was dressed in a nice business suit and heels. As she approached, we could see she looked frazzled. We all said hello, and she greeted us each by name. Then, we sat down in one of the chairs on the deck. I asked if she had brought her swimsuit, and she said she hadn’t, but the hot tub did look inviting. She’d had a rough day and wanted to stop by to see how we were doing.
Jasmine suggested she could join us if she didn’t mind wearing one of her swimsuits. Malea thought about it, then smiled and said she’d love to. I was looking at Malea as Jasmine rose from the tub. It was easy to see Malea’s expression as Jaz turned to get out of the tub. Malea swallowed, then bit her lower lip in appreciation and a little hint of lust. Jasmine climbed out of the tub to dry off, and Colleen commented that Jasmine’s bikini might be a bit too small on Malea. Jasmine replied that she’d get a few out to try on. Malea said that would be nice, and off they went.
While they were gone, Colleen said, “Don’t you think it was sort of weird that she’d just stop by to visit?”
I replied, “Not really. My parents are friends with the owner. That’s how I got this place to begin with. Malea is a friend and she has taken over a few things while Valerie pursues other business ventures. When I got this place, I told Malea and Valerie they could stop by anytime. So, I guess this is anytime.”
Colleen nodded, “Oh, okay. I don’t know. I’m still suspicious of landlords. But, since you seem to know her, I guess it’s okay.”
Colleen and I continued talking until the hot tub timer clicked off, and I had to reset it. When I returned to the tub, I wondered aloud what was taking Jasmine and Malea so long to pick out a bikini. Colleen replied that it was a ‘girl thing’ since they weren’t exactly the same size on top. I nodded and just let it go. A few minutes later, Jasmine returned, followed by Malea in a bikini that was definitely a size too small. She did look good, and as I glanced over at Colleen, I could see she appreciated it also. I saw Colleen bite her lower lip as she got a better view.
Jasmine was holding a beer and a glass of white wine as she approached the tub, “It took a bit of searching and trying on, but we found one that kinda fit.”
Malea responded, “Jasmine has quite a collection. I really appreciate the loan.”
Malea’s bikini barely covered her nipples. She was probably a cup-size fuller than Jasmine. Malea did look hot, and I knew my girl had enjoyed helping her find a suit.
Malea had two glasses and a wine bottle as she exited the house. She used her ass against the slider to close it as Colleen and I watched. Jaz offered me the beer, and I rose to accept it. Malea set the bottle on the rim of the tub and offered one of the glasses to Colleen, who gladly accepted.
Jasmine smiled, “Since Malea had such a rough day, I suggested we all relax with a drink. I hope you wanted a beer, Andy Panda.”
I smiled and told her, “It’s fine, thanks.”
I sat back down as the ladies entered the tub. Malea giggled when she heard Jasmine call me ‘Andy Panda.’ She sighed as she slipped into the water. The stress of the day seemed to melt away as she sat and sipped, enjoying the hot water bubbling around her. Once the ladies were settled, we started talking. Malea asked the girls questions about their school lives as they asked about her work life. I watched their interaction as I nursed my beer, enjoying how well they seemed to get along. I made comments now and then, but they mostly did all the talking. I’d been in the tub long enough, and my beer was empty, so I excused myself to make dinner. I asked Malea if she’d like to stay and join us. I told her I had planned on making tacos, and her eyes lit up. She thanked me for the invite and asked the girls if they didn’t mind her hanging around. She also mentioned that she loves tacos, and if there were enough, she’d love to stay.
Jasmine took a sip from her glass then winked at Colleen and asked, “Who doesn’t like tacos?”
Colleen replied, knowing what she was referring to, “I know, right?”
I had to stifle a laugh, getting the euphemism. Then, both Colleen and Jaz told Malea she was welcome, and I said there was plenty for all of us.
So, off I went to make dinner as Jasmine scooted closer to Malea to continue talking. I grinned as Jasmine refilled their wine glasses, mentioning that dinner would be ready in about forty-five minutes. Colleen asked me to come get them when it was close and then went back to chatting with Malea and Jaz. I said I would, then dried off and went to change and make dinner.
I showered and dressed, then headed to the kitchen to start cooking. Jasmine and Malea were still in the hot tub when Colleen entered the kitchen, dressed in shorts and a tee. She asked if I wanted any help making dinner, and I told her she could prep the veggies and set the table. Colleen mentioned once more that she didn’t trust Malea, and I told her I got it.
Colleen prepped the various items to add to our tacos as I cooked the ground turkey. I asked her if she’d check with the ladies to see if they wanted crunchy or soft tacos. She headed out, and even in the kitchen, I could hear them laughing about something. When Colleen returned, she said they preferred soft tacos and that they were just about on their way in.
When everything was ready to serve, Colleen peeked out to let them know dinner was ready. They were laughing and giggling, talking as if they were old friends. Colleen also noticed the wine bottle looked just about empty, which might have helped explain the giggling.
We heard the slider open and close, giggling, and the sounds of feet scurrying down the hall. My bedroom door closed as Colleen finished plating her handiwork and setting the table. When Malea returned, she was wearing a pair of sweats and a tee that belonged to Jasmine. My darling girl snuggled up to me and whispered that she let Malea borrow some clothes so she would be more comfortable. She hoped I didn’t mind. I told her it was fine, and we proceeded to have dinner.
Colleen remained fairly quiet during dinner. When she did say something, she was fairly snarky. I suspect she was still bothered by Malea being there, but I didn’t care. Jasmine and Malea carried the conversation throughout dinner, with me interjecting now and then. When dinner was over, Malea and Jasmine cleared the table and did the dishes while Colleen excused herself and went to her room to sulk. I sat out in the living room and watched a baseball game while nursing my third beer.
When Malea and Jasmine joined me, Malea asked if she did something to offend Colleen. She mentioned that Colleen was nice up until dinner. We both told her she hadn’t and then Jasmine explained Colleen’s distrust of landlords. Malea understood and promised she wasn’t like that, and she had a genuine concern for us. I told her I thought that was the case, as I turned off the television so we could talk.
We talked about my lease, the repairs I made, and the relationship between my mother and Val, just so Jasmine was fully aware. Malea reiterated she felt she was more like a friend than a property manager when it came to the house and my situation. She also told us she wished every rental was as well kept as this one was.
Jasmine joked that I was a neat freak but in a good way, which made me blush and Malea grin. I came close to telling Jasmine that Malea and I had been lovers for a bit, but I didn’t. It didn’t seem like the right place or time for that.
Around nine, Malea said goodnight to us after walking down the hall and thanking Colleen through her closed door. I reminded her she was welcome anytime, and Jasmine seconded that sentiment. Malea thanked us and headed home, leaving us to talk about the evening while in bed.
As Jasmine snuggled against me, she said, “Malea is sweet, and she’d kinda hot, don’t you think?”
I replied, “She is nice, and she is very nice-looking. I’m glad you two got along. Colleen needs to get over being so suspicious. Malea is more like a friend than a landlady to me.”
Jasmine began playing with my chest hairs as she whispered, “Would you fuck her?”
I hesitated, debating what to say. Then I told her, “We had a little affair going on before you and I hooked up. We ended it amicably.”
Jasmine paused, “So the answer is yes.”
I replied, “Yes, we fucked. But that’s all it was. Like I said, it stopped when you and I started dating. Does that bother you?”
Jasmine nibbled my ear, then asked, “Was she good in bed?”
I laughed, “That’s a loaded question. But, she was good, and I learned a few things from her.”
Jasmine purred as she returned to playing with my chest, “Should I thank her the next time I see her?”
I figured she was kidding when I replied, “Go ahead. That might be an interesting conversation. She’ll either be pissed I said something or flattered that she’s a good teacher.”
Jasmine laid her leg over me, then moved on top, “Silly, you’re just teasing me. You know I wouldn’t do that. But what did she teach you? Care to demonstrate?”
I could feel her warm and damp arousal against my body, which made me smile, “I’d love to show you. Move on up, and I’ll grant your wish.”
Jasmine giggled as she repositioned herself over my face, “Like this?”
I took a deep breath, and her aroma was intoxicating as I grasped her ass cheeks to help guide her over me. When Jasmine lowered herself, my tongue went to work toying with her. Her movements back and forth over my face became a sweet rhythm as her arousal began to build.
Now and then, I’d squeeze her firm ass, and when I did, Jasmine would moan. I knew she liked it when I smacked her, so I threw a few of those in, also. When her gyrations paused, I’d concentrate on her sweet little nubbin, toying with it using the tip of my tongue. Other times I’d suck her swollen lips or lap them. Rolling my tongue and fucking her with it got a few nice moans and ‘Yes, Andy.’
But her overall favorite was toying with her clit, and I was happy to indulge her. We played for quite some time until my love decided she needed me inside her. I wasn’t going to argue when she stopped, moved down me, and used her hand to guide me inside. Once in, Jasmine leaned forward to kiss me.
It was another long, sloppy kiss as she tasted herself and moaned into my mouth. When she’d had enough, Jasmine sat back up to ride me. Using my hands, I helped keep her steady. That turned into reaching up and pinching her nipples and playing with her lovely breasts.
I wondered if she’d peeked when Malea was trying on the bikinis or when they were dressing. I hadn’t asked, but now I had the feeling she had, and she was picturing Malea as she was riding me. I really didn’t care; I loved it when she was in this state of arousal and enjoying herself.
It wasn’t too long before she tried something new on me. Jasmine used her pelvic muscles to squeeze and release me. It felt amazing when she’d clamp down on me, something I’d never experienced from her. I told her how nice it felt, and Jasmine mumbled that she was glad. She was concentrating on her own orgasm and wasn’t really mentally in the room.
When I finally released, Jasmine slowed down her movements. She focused on what remained of my stiff dick to reach her climax. When she was spent, Jasmine collapsed on me to catch her breath and bask in that lovely flow.
We didn’t say anything as we lay. We both knew the other was sated and happy. When Jasmine moved to ease me from her, she lay at my side snuggling, arm draped across my chest and her leg over my lower body.
I wrapped my arm around her as she complimented me, “You’re a good student, and Malea was a good teacher.”
I thanked her before we kissed and slowly dropped off to sleep.
During our morning shower, Jasmine and I discussed Malea. Well, she asked questions, and I answered them as best I could. She wondered how many times we were together. I told her it was five, but it may have been more. She wondered if Malea had any kinks, and I told her I wouldn’t answer that. Jasmine laughed and said I was a gentleman, then asked more questions. Most of my answers were vague, which made her wonder about Malea even more. We finished off the shower with Jaz giving me a very nice blowjob before we rinsed off.
We were in the kitchen getting our breakfast together when Colleen joined us. She was in a much better mood than she was at dinner. Jasmine and I didn’t mention Malea because we didn’t want to ruin the mood. During breakfast, Jasmine mentioned she was planning on visiting her parents for three weeks once finals were over. Colleen didn’t have any plans for the Summer and thought about finding a job. I had thought about a job or doing some volunteer work, but I hadn’t made up my mind.
The time between the end of school and when Jasmine left was nice. Colleen, Jasmine, and I had a nice little weekend that was sort of a going-away gift for Jasmine. It started innocently enough, with the three of us hanging out on a Friday afternoon. I’d volunteered at the Boys and Girls Club in town and was home pulling weeds in my raised bed garden when Jasmine walked out dressed in one of her skimpier bikinis. I was dressed in my shorts because it was hotter than usual.
Jasmine sauntered over to me with one of those grins she wears when she’s playful. She suggested we slip into the tub with just the bubbles on. Since I was all sweaty and dirty, I told her I didn’t want to get the hot tub dirty since I’d just cleaned it. She pouted, then suggested I shower and join her in the hot tub. That’s when Colleen walked out in one of her skimpier suits, holding three beers. She stood there looking at us, smiling, and then said, “Fuck it. Let’s go play in the shower. I’m in the mood. I’ll put these back in the fridge.”
I wasn’t about to say no when they were both in the mood. I followed them into the house and then Jasmine to the shower. After adjusting the water temperature in the shower, Jasmine dropped her bikini on the bed and then started teasing me. When Colleen walked in, she was already naked, and it looked like she was hiding something behind her back. When she saw Jasmine teasing me, Colleen’s eyes lit up.
That’s when she backed into the hallway, still hiding something behind her back, and turned the water off. We both looked at her, wondering what she was up to. When Colleen returned, her gaze was focused on Jasmine as she slipped next to her and began nibbling her ear. I noticed she wasn’t hiding anything as I stood back and watched as Jasmine moaned. Then Colleen looked at me and told me to shower and then sit and watch the show.
That plan sounded good to me, so I quickly headed to the bathroom, took a quick ‘Navy’ shower, dried off, and returned to the bedroom. I sat at the edge of the bed as my sweet roomies made out in front of me. I watched as their hands roamed each other, their tongues entwined, and their lithe bodies melded into one. My dick gradually stiffened, enjoying the sight before me. When I started to get off the bed, Colleen and Jasmine must have heard me because they broke their kiss and looked at me. The looks I got told me they weren’t ready for me yet, so I sat back down and continued watching.
Colleen knew what she wanted, and I think she whispered that to Jasmine while she nibbled my love’s ear. I could see Jasmine smile as she opened her eyes to look at me. Whatever Colleen suggested, Jasmine was all for it from the look on her face. I didn’t know whether to smile or hide, not knowing what they were up to.
When they broke their embrace, Colleen requested my presence on the bed. She wanted me propped up against the pillows with my legs spread. Jasmine smiled as she left the room and went to the bathroom, I assumed. I heard her exclaim, “Oh my god!” as Colleen entered the bed on all fours and crawled over to me. My dick was still stiff as she looked up at me, grinning. Colleen used her right hand to guide my stiff member into her lovely mouth and began giving me a blowjob. With her hands resting on my thighs, Colleen bobbed her head up and down, licked, and sucked on me. Her tongue swirled from my balls to the tip and back again, sending shivers through me.
I closed my eyes, enjoying her mouth on me, almost forgetting Jasmine, until I heard her enter the room. I opened my eyes and saw her grinning as she walked back to the bed. What I wasn’t expecting to see was what she wore between her legs, a purple rubber penis. She was looking down at it, stroking it like she stroked me, a huge grin on her face. I tried to concentrate and focus my eyes because I couldn’t see what held the purple penis in place. Then it dawned on me the other end was in my love. Colleen was working herself into a frenzy when she stopped sucking on me to look back at our roomie.
She said to Jaz, “You figured it out. I knew you would, sweetie. Now slip that in me while I get Andy Panda off so he can watch us some more.”
Jasmine replied, “Yes, I did. We can talk about it later, but I want to see what this thing can do for both of us. I hope you don’t mind, Andy.”
My mind was mush, thanks to Colleen’s mouth. I replied, “I don’t mind at all, Jaz. Colleen is taking very good care of me.”
I used my right hand to hold Colleen down on me as Jasmine joined us on the bed. Colleen had moved so her ass was in the air and her legs spread, waiting for Jasmine. It took a few moments for Jasmine and Colleen to get into the right position, and when they did, Jasmine started humping from behind as Colleen continued licking and sucking me.
The room filled with that sweet aroma of arousal as I watched my roomies enjoying each other in a new way. Jasmine’s focused eyes met as she pushed the faux penis back and forth in her friend, looking at me with a lustful grin. I smiled back as best I could, trying not to think about how sexy this was and how good Colleen was making me feel.
During all of this, Colleen would momentarily stop playing with me, encouraging Jasmine to go harder, slap her ass, or pull her hair. Jasmine did as requested, which got Colleen more excited. Colleen intensified her focus on me, taking me fully into her mouth and then swirling her tongue as she moved back to the tip. I told them both how wonderful I felt and how naughty they were, which made Jasmine giggle.
I felt like I was in a porn flick as I watched and listened. The entire scene was beyond belief for me, and it wasn’t long before I couldn’t take anymore and let loose in Colleen’s mouth. She swallowed it completely, then licked me clean as Jasmine continued pushing.
When my dick was deflated, Colleen suggested we change positions. Reluctantly, Jasmine slowed down, then eased herself from Colleen and sat back on her heels, waiting. Colleen moved so I could get off the bed and let them start up again.
I stood and watched as Colleen laid back on the bed, her arms wide open and her legs spread. She smiled at Jasmine, who was still kneeling at the end of the bed. Before she joined Colleen, Jasmine turned so I could kiss her. The plastic dick bumped into me as we embraced; it felt weird, never having felt anything like that when I kissed a woman. I shrugged it off as Jasmine left me to join Colleen.
The penis was still slippery when Jasmine positioned herself between Colleen’s legs and slowly reentered her BFF. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity, with Colleen’s arms draped over Jasmine before they began fucking again.
I moved to sit on the end of the bed, watching and making a few mental notes. I was sure there were other positions they could have used, but Colleen was directing, and that’s what she wanted. Colleen continued guiding Jasmine as they fucked. Jasmine would vary the speed and angle as they talked to each other about how good they felt. It took a bit, but they found the rhythm and angles, so both of them were happy.
I don’t recall how long they made love, but my once-spent dick began to come alive again as I watched. The reason was obvious, and they were enjoying themselves so much. The purple penis never deflates, and with them both being athletic, they could last much longer than I could. I sort of felt a bit jealous, but that quickly passed when Jasmine asked me to get on the bed and play with Colleen.
At first, I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I joined them and began kissing Colleen’s lips and playing with her breasts. That soon changed to kissing Jasmine as best I could with her moving back and forth. Then, I decided to play with their nipples and breasts simultaneously, which they both loved. They were both very vocal. Jasmine would talk about how good she was feeling while Colleen did the same, only adding a lot more colorful words to describe her emotions.
I’d like to think that my kissing them and playing with their nipples is what pushed them over the edge for their climaxes, but I know better. The girls were close when I started that, and at best, I was icing on their cake. They didn’t orgasm simultaneously, but it was close. Colleen was first crying out loud and writhing under Jasmine. Jasmine soon followed, shaking and forgetting all about Colleen beneath her until she collapsed onto her. They kissed and whispered to each other as I watched and enjoyed the view. After a few minutes of observing, I placed small kisses on Jasmine’s shoulders and neck as she and Colleen slowly calmed down. When they looked over at me, they were both smiling. We kissed as one until Colleen winced from Jasmine’s weight on her. I moved back, and they parted as Jasmine eased the toy from Colleen and then herself.
I watched as Jasmine laid it at the foot of the bed. It had a strange shape, in my opinion, but it obviously worked for them. With the toy on the end of the bed, Jasmine rejoined Colleen and me to cuddle. We lay together, kissing and talking about what we had experienced. Since it was Friday, we had all weekend to play, which sounded like fun to the three of us.
As we talked, I heard my stomach growl; the girls laughed as I looked at the clock on the nightstand. We’d lost track of time, and it was getting close to dinner. The girls weren’t hungry as they snuggled together, smiling at me. I excused myself to use the bathroom, then returned and rejoined the cuddling. After some time, my stomach growled again, so I offered to make dinner or have it delivered.
Colleen wanted it delivered, while Jasmine wanted me to fix the chicken she had defrosting in the fridge. I cast the deciding vote, offering to make chicken marsala, wild rice, and asparagus. They liked that idea, so I kissed them both then showered. I half expected them to join me, but they remained in bed, kissing, whispering, and giggling.
I didn’t get fully dressed because there was no need to. I slipped into a fresh pair of boxers and left my loves to play nap, or whatever. When dinner was almost ready, I went back to the bedroom and found them asleep in each other’s arms. With a throat-clearing cough, they woke and asked if dinner was ready. I told them it was close and that they had time for a quick shower if they wanted. I left the bedroom and soon heard more giggling and the shower door closing.
As I waited, I grabbed a beer and sat in the living room, sipping it and thinking how wonderful my life was. When the girls made it out to join me, they were dressed only in panties. They each had a glass of wine as we ate, not wanting to drink too much and spoil the rest of the evening.
After dinner, we returned to the bedroom to start all over again with our playtime. The rest of the weekend was one of exploring and climaxes, much like our first time together. Jasmine got to decide what she wanted most of the time since she was going to be gone. Needless to say, she left a very happy girl on Monday.
During Jasmine’s absence, Colleen and I were like normal roomies. We didn’t sleep with each other, and after two weeks, Colleen was getting very moody. Then, just before Jasmine returned, Colleen had another mood swing. She was sweet and bubbly like she’d gotten laid. I didn’t know why she hadn’t joined me in bed until a few days before Jasmine returned.
Sunday night, before I figured out the reason for Colleen’s mood swing, I heard voices before turning off my light to go to sleep. I had my door shut, but I knew Colleen was talking to another female. I smiled, glad Colleen would finally get what she needed and was in a better mood.
Monday morning, I’d gotten up earlier than usual to go for a run and workout. The week had been unseasonably warm, like the mid to upper nineties. I was in the kitchen with the light on, filling my water bottle with my hydration concoction, when I heard footsteps. I turned to look, and they stopped, then quickly faded down the hall. I thought it might be Colleen’s friend, so I let it go and slipped my water bottle into its sleeve. Then, I headed back to my room to get my sports watch, keys, and wallet. I was just about out the front door when I remembered the water bottle.
I didn’t need to turn on any lights because I knew exactly where it was. As I entered the kitchen, I nearly shit my pants. Standing at the sink, drinking a glass of water, stood Malea. She was nude, well, mostly nude. She was wearing nipple piercings with a chain connecting them with a matching necklace. When she saw me, she spit the water out into the sink and nearly dropped the glass.
She had a sheepish expression, “Um, hi, Andy. I thought you left.”
I replied, “Good morning, Malea. I forgot my water bottle. Um, I guess the problem between you and Colleen has been resolved.”
Malea whispered, “Yes, um, I need to get back, she’s waiting. I’ll text you later.”
I watched as she set the glass down and then scurried back to Colleen’s room. I left the house as quietly as I could and then started my sports watch. I smiled to myself as I headed out, wondering what had happened between the two of them and what a surprise it would be for Jasmine when she returned. This was going to be a very interesting Summer.
