Melanie Experiments

Melanie Experiments By Soccer Boy How do jerks like me get ourselves into these situations? Well, I guess that is what makes a "jerks." Melanie and I (I go by Paul) were sharing a joint with my next-door neighbor Kirk when the conversation got weird. Kirk was a junior at South Dakota State. Melanie and I were sophomores. The three of us hung out a lot. Melanie and I were boyfriend and girlfriend. Kirk was a shy, nice guy that shared his pot freely with us on more Friday nights than not. Kirk and I could get others to believe we were brothers. We looked the same except that his curly blond hair was already leaving him and he was thicker of build than I. I think he was very smart also based upon our chosen fields of study. Me, liberal arts, Kirk Physics. As I said, Melanie was my girl. I thought they were like sister and brother they were so close. On most Fridays during the school year we were like three musketeers having studied our butts off with papers yet to right over the weekend but we had somehow found each other for relaxing, unwinding "private" parties on said Fridays. Kirk as a single given that his roommate of two years running had flunked out during the fall term. My roommate was a party freak and always gone. Like I said, the three of us found each other and there we were on a cold Midwestern January smoking some dope and drinking wine with the door closed. The loud sounds of a dorm outside our door as we listened to Jazz and let the stress of the week subside as we got buzzed. Melanie was tiny. She was build like a gymnast or something though she didn't participate in sports other than tagging along with me on a few of the coed for fun sports leagues the dorms had. I was usually the best softball player or quarterback depending on the sport having been an elite high school jock but not good enough for college during these outings. I also played on the guy's teams with Melanie tagging along to be a cheerleader and "good girlfriend." Melanie had been my third lover. I was her second. Kirk had more experience that the two of combined times many yet he was the quiet one of us three. I said Melanie was tiny. Well, let me give some numbers for the male readers. She stood barely five feet tall and weighed 95 pounds. I love her pert, round, small breasts. Her 30b-22-31 fit snuggly into size two or three clothes. I also loved her big green eyes and short, thick, straight brown hair that she kept in a pony tail most times. She wore glasses more often that her contacts. She looked mousy sometimes the way she dressed so casually but I liked that. She had a hot little body that with the exception of her high school boyfriend that got her cherry on prom night I was the only one that saw. As we got our buzz going and the small talk of the past week of studies and research past us Melanie asked Kirk what was wrong. He was down, quieter than normal, which is saying something. Usually for every hundred words that the three of us would speak maybe five would be his. He was a good listener and smiled a lot and appeared interested in other peoples situations though rarely shared his own. Given his personality he may likely didn't have many things to share other than things like "This paper is a bitch, that fucking Einstein!" He was a quiet brainiac pleasant to talk to / at. "You sure are quiet tonight." Melanie said / asked of Kirk as she exhaled her latest hit and passed some of Kirk's finest over to me. Kirk didn't answer; he just nodded "yes." Melanie let her statement hang out there as I took a hit and then handed the joint to Kirk saying something about how smooth the stuff was. Kirk took a hit as Melanie queried further, "Something the matter?" Kirk took a hit and exhaled and then nodded "yes" again. I found the look on his face and the way he held himself funny. I had seen it before but for some reason was a little fired up on this night. "Jesus fucking Kirk. What and the hell are you thinking?" I said with a burst of laughter. Kirk handed the joint now half way gone to Melanie and after a delay only normal to someone like him, maybe ten seconds, said "Stephanie doesn't want to see me any more. I think I was in love with her." Melanie took the joint and a deep inhale chuckling at my laughter but sounding sad, empathetic, asked "Why?" Neither of us had heard about this Stephanie before. Somehow Kirk had many girlfriends but neither Melanie nor I had ever met any of them. They were, according to Kirk, always older woman that lived off campus. I had on more than one occasion joked with Melanie that he was queer or something and that someday he would admit it to us once comfortable. I had roomed next to him for half the year now and never saw a girl over. He seemed to be out a lot but I always took that to reflect the amount of time he spent researching his tough degree classes. I didn't ever cut him any slack assuming he was out dogging it with girls. I was hiding my laughter now not sure if it was appropriate especially given how sweet Melanie was being. She said in a soft, gentle voice, "Oh, I am so sorry. I so want to see you happy Kirk. I am sorry she broke up with you." Then she continued in her sincere sounding voice, "Did she give you a reason?" "Jesus" I thought to myself. "It is none of our business. But woman love this type of stuff." I continued thinking to myself trying not to chuckle given the sincerity of Melanie's voice. She sounded concerned, which I guess, a friend should be. Kirk nodded "yes" as his eyes welled up. I was glad I had not openly laughed during Melanie's questions and statements of concern. There was silence as the joint went around again. Melanie couldn't wait any longer to pursue showing her concern, empathy and friendship. "Well, what did she say?" Melanie asked. I could sense she was ready to pounce with whatever he said with something touching like "she is missing out" or "you are such a nice guy, you will find someone that appreciates you some day." Her mouth was pursed ready to say something kind regardless of his response. Kirk said nothing. He turned red a little blushing. After nearly a minute of his not speaking Melanie pressed, "Kirk?" Another half minute passed as Kirk looked at the carpet as if studying it but simply avoiding eye contact. He finally spoke, "I can't say it. But she broke up with me just an hour before you guys came over. I went to visit her after lunch and she told me after we took in a show and, uhm, well, uhm, spent some time together." I wanted to laugh and say, "after you got one more fuck from her? Good job old boy." Out of respect for Melanie and the tone she had set I kept it to myself. Damn, I wanted to bust out laughing though. "Oh Kirk, I am sorry." Melanie said soothingly as she handed me the joint. I took it and planned to finish it as the two of them "danced" back and forth verbally keeping what I thought would be his explanation to himself. "Of course, she said you are too nerdy or boring" to him or something along those lines to Kirk I figured snickering to myself but not daring to speak though I figured the time my be close to needing to be lightened up. I took a hit and then another and just watched and listened. Melanie was too curious for her own good now and given the friendship and her nature of wanting to know and then console pressed on, "She didn't give you a reason honey?" I could barely take it anymore. Kirk looking at the carpet and Melanie playing concerned counselor. Kirk nodded "yes" looking at the ground still but not saying anything. "I really liked her. She was special or so I thought. I had been with her for two months." Kirk said looking up for the first part of his statement but then looking shyly back at the carpet apparently amazing him. "Oh, I wish I had meet her. She didn't say why?" Melanie responded. Damn, I wanted to laugh and say something about how he had studied next to her in class and asked her out and she said no. That her being a girlfriend of his was just in his mind and the pot was speaking. I looked down myself and stayed quiet as the scene ran it course. Kirk nodded "yes" again with a little frustration implied. "So, what did she say?" Melanie prodded on as if she had missed the final episode of a soap opera just having to know now so she could console Kirk. Kirk looked up nervously at Melanie and then glanced at me, "I, I can't say really. She just broke up with me." Then he looked down again blushing again. I was ready to burst. Melanie, so sweet, responded to this as if nothing would faze her (when I think she was just curious past the point of being able to contain it anymore. She had to know now.) "What did she say to you?" Kirk said nothing for another minute. Melanie had to be getting impatient by now but it did not reflect in her voice, "We are your friends. You can tell us." Kirk looked her in the eyes and then glanced again at me. Melanie repeated herself. His voice cracking in emotional stress Kirk blurted out and then stared back at the carpet as if he wanted to burn a hole in hit, "She said I was too big for her." I was near the end of the joint halfway through what would be the last hit on it and began to cough the smoke out. "He didn't say what I think I heard him say", I thought to myself coughing and setting the joint in an ashtray and heading for his small refrigerator to get myself a beer. I took two out and a wine cooler. I handed the cooler to Melanie and the second beer to Kirk. Melanie was so ready to console him that as soon as he finished she said her piece regarding how he will find another soon and that everything will be okay. I think she had more to say but stopped apparently what he had said sinking in by that time. I couldn't help myself but chuckle briefly as she sat up straight in her chair looking like a Shrink getting clarification, "She said you were too big for her? Do you mean, like, as in your penis?" Melanie asked with a straight face reflecting concern. I stared at her amazed that she was still so focused on his emotions! I had held it back too long and couldn't help myself. Like a school boy with an obvious secret to share to the others I chuckled as I said right before taking a big swig of the beer, "Poor Kirk, he just had a girl break it off with him because his cock was too big for her." I laughed but was the only one. Kirk was actually saddened by it and Melanie was playing the role of friend and confidant. She was empathizing with him while with this last bit of information I was ready to laugh thinking "what a problem to have!" I was the only ready to laugh. "Do you mean your penis?" Melanie asked again soothingly but with a sense of curiosity as if a Doctor in the middle of diagnosis. With embarrassment and quick glances towards the smirking me and kind faced Melanie, Kirk nodded "yes" again. I wanted to give him a "high five". Melanie said softly, "I am sorry she hurt you Kirk." Looking back I should have been kinder but I was buzzed. Damn, so were they! I could not keep my wisecrack thoughts in check any more. "Well, she may have hurt ol' Kirk here but he apparently hurt her first." I laughed too heartily at my own stupid joke. They just looked at each other now both of them with watery eyes. They were deep in thought and sensitive communication with each other and didn't respond to my silly comment nor my loud, alone laugh. "Did she try it?" Melanie asked. She seemed awfully interested but I was too buzzed to pick up on it. "Oh yeah, we tried a few times but it didn't work. Well, it did but she said I was too big and that she had not been able to get used to it so she broke up with me." I was in a mood to laugh and joke but they clearly weren't. Melanie could not have had any idea what she was saying but she wanted to console Kirk so much that she said softly, "Well, I have heard guys can be different and that girls are different too. Maybe she was just too small for you. I have heard some girls have difficulty early on in their sex life." Looking back Melanie was clearly sorry to see Kirk hurt but based upon my replay of her questions and what happened he had more than piqued her curiosity. I missed it the first time around but in looking back her next question was clearly self- serving of her curiosity. "Maybe she will call you in a while. Has this ever happened to you before?" She asked. Kirk nodded "yes" again. I think what he was saying sunk in as she said "Oh" in a voice mixed with curiosity, concern for her buddy and awe. Kirk had told her he was endowed and the pursed lipped, wide-eyed, and burrowed brow made it clear that her mind was racing a mile a minute. "Well, I have heard about that before from a couple of girlfriends. But they seemed to be kind of happy about it. I have heard some black guys can be like that." She said her voice raised a pitch from the prior tone of sincere concern for her heart broken buddy. I had to interject; "Kirk is kind of white Melanie. I don't think it is just a black thing." Melanie looked at me as if surprised to hear from me. I think she had gotten so focused she had forgotten about me. "Oh, I mean, well, yes, Dorothy was dating a white guy, Italian guy, when she talked about it." I didn't say anything just wondering how much "talk" she had had about the topic. Yes, I know woman talk and all that. I was just wondering how much about this topic Melanie had thought about and talked about. I continued to look at her and saw she was uneasy and felt like she had to say anything. "You guys know about the whole interracial thing. I have friends that have gone that way. Some say there isn't a difference others say blacks are huge. It sounds scary to me. I am little." Melanie had me jealous and intrigued at the same time. Actually, I was a little pissed off and envious, as well, not feeling very sure of myself. I think the buzz kept me from staying level headed about my words. "How would you know?" I asked too directly not sure I wanted an answer. I think I knew the answer given that I was supposedly the second lover she ever had and the first guy was a dud per her description. I thought for a second that maybe I didn't want to know having presumed that the guy was not so good in bed having control problems or no technique definitely not wanting to hear that he was too big for her or something like that. Or even worse, he had been a huge black guy that hurt her with his size. I would have bet ten to one not, but at this point I wasn't sure. "Well, you are a little bigger than Jeff was (her first) and you fill me up. I would just presume that I couldn't take any more." Okay, with that I lost my anger angle or envy angle that made me feel pissed as a result. I sat off to the side and lit up another joint to cloud my head a little further. I didn't share the joint that much as the two of them went back to talking about he will met a special girl someday and everything will be okay. A bunch of crap like that. Strangely enough or a latent voyeur or whatever weirdness I must have in my head I felt a chubby in my pants and my thoughts grew wild. "Well, good buddy. It is Showtime." I said ready to get crazy. I would like to think that I am not bizarre for doing what I did. You know, full of secret weird sexual thoughts and fantasies. I would like to think that pushing the envelope now and again regarding sex while young is natural. Given the topic at had the unique circumstances that included feeling at ease with my girlfriend and buddy and safe in the privacy I moved forward towards an amazing couple of hours. Whatever the case, I stood up and pulled my dick out of my pants. "So, what is big? Let us see that thing and compare." I was rock hard and standing at attention. Kirk looked at Melanie as if searching for an okay from her. He clearly knew he had my okay. He had my challenge! Melanie was just finishing up the joint I had handed her and other than raising her eyebrows in surprise at what was happening didn't look either comfortable nor against Kirk accepting my challenge. Kirk stood up and unbuckled his pants and let them drop. I was sticking out of my zipper and quickly dropped my pants and underwear too to make sure I was fully exposed. I had to pull my dick through the slot in my boxers as I did this to get over my erection. Kirk leaned forward pulling his underwear off and down. "Hah!" I exclaimed. "See Melanie? He is not so big." I said more than a little relieved in my stupid, done only because I was buzzed challenge. As if hearing the comment from beyond the room I heard an echo sound from Melanie. She had said on Kirk's behalf, "Well, he is soft." Kirk shyly said having some pride at this point and being buzzed himself the pride was exhibited stubbornly, "Some guys grow, some guys show. I am a grower." I knew what he was talking about. I am weird enough to have measured myself and compare said measurements to the tables I found on the Internet done by Kinsley. I am more than an inch smaller than average soft but average in size for a black man (I am white) and an inch bigger in both girth and length than the mingled averages. I realized immediately that I had gotten ahead of myself with my comments. Yes, I was slightly bigger than him at this point but he was soft and maybe even contracted in the embarrassment. "Make it hard Kirk" I was more than stunned to hear Melanie say in a whisper. She sounded aroused, deeply aroused! Kirk didn't move. I looked over at the bed to my left. Kirk had the room to himself so didn't need to do that "loft" thing to create room. He was standing at the end of it. Melanie was sitting on a chair on the other edge of the bed just next to the refrigerator. I must have been buzzed enough to do what I did and passed any emotional confusion about my confidence. I playfully stepped towards the bed and tossed the comforter off of it and lay down. "You make him hard Melanie," I said patting the bedside with my left hand while looking at Kirk. Neither of them moved. I peeled off my clothes and made my intensions clear. I wanted Melanie to get him hard. I wanted him to lie next to me (without touching!) and for Melanie to get him hard. Kirk slowly walked towards the bed apparently not sure about what to do. I was naked and stroking my erection lying on my back and watching. "You get your clothes off too Melanie." Looking back I am amazed that they complied. Then again, there must have been some built up tension between the two of them that I literally encouraged to burst. Kirk peeled off his clothes and lay a couple feet to my left. We both rested our heads on a pillow and watched for Melanie to join us, sans her clothes. The only contact we had was when he started to pull on his cock that was getting slightly chubby. I slapped at his forearm and said, "Let her do it." He complied and his cock fell between his legs over his tight balls. He was apparently too nervous and overwhelmed to get hard but his sexual juices were flowing as evidence by how tight his balls were pulled up to his body. He seemed embarrassed and unsure but he had started to get some blood to his penis. I was still longer but he was getting thick. I didn't size him up or anything but he seemed to be quit a bit thicker than me at that point. Melanie was moving pretty slowly. "Come on now girl, let's get the show on the road." I patted at the space in between Kirk and myself. "Get those clothes off and get us hard." I said already hard my penis pointing almost up at the ceiling. Of course, I was already rock hard but let her know I wanted some attention. Without thinking of it I had just entered my first threesome, multi- partner sex situation. The beautiful Melanie took her clothes off slowly. She was doing this out of shyness but if wanted to arouse her audience she could not have done a better job. "That's it baby" I said as she got down to her panties. Then I continued, "Show Kirk those perfect tits of yours." Melanie turned around and removed her bra. Her back was too us. Her perfect shoulder lines there for us to admire. Well, I did and would presume he did to. I could see the sides of her small but perfectly shaped and pert tits as she knelt forward peeling her panties down to her ankles. "Oh my, what an ass" I thought to myself sighing with my admiration of her backside and stopping the jerk off process as I almost came just looking at her body. She turned around and all but jumped on the bed as if the quick movement to the position I had told her to take would keep us from ogling her as I was. I presume Kirk was too. After all, he is a guy. He must have been as I was about to see that in spite of feeling awkward, at least in the beginning, he was getting aroused. "Come on now, wet hand jobs for us. You tell us who wins baby." I said chuckling and aroused. I looked over to see if Kirk was getting as aroused as I yet. Melanie had both of our cocks in her hands. Her left hand on mine, the right around Kirk. I closed my eyes not registering Melanie sighing "Wow". I enjoyed her touch that I never grew tired of - so soft and perfect up and down my cock dripping a generous amount of precum to provide lubrication needed and helpful to a smooth glide of her hand over my cock. Once buzzed a brain doesn't work as fast as normal. Then again, having a pretty girl, even if for the fiftieth time or so, stoking my cock doesn't help my focus either - hah! I think I heard her comment about "wow" about a minute after she said and looked to my left. Kirk had his eyes closed and was sighing deeply with pleasure. I looked downward and saw it. Damn it all to heck! Melanie has small hands. They look dainty around my cock. They looked like a like a little girls around Kirk's cock. He had lied about being endowed! He was absolutely fucking huge! Yes, I read the charts and noted that less that one percent of guys are ten inches or more. I didn't note the percentages of guy's widths and the corresponding measurements. As I looked down at her hand barely half way around his cock going up and down like her left hand was me. I saw a cock that had to be in that one percentile in length. His length was not the most impressive part. No kidding! His width seemed unreal! Her finger barely touches her thumb when she has her hand on my cock. With Kirk her hand looked almost comical it was so engulfed by his size, his width. If I am six by six he is all of ten by more than ten. I looked up at her face and saw her eyes mesmerized as she stared at the gigantic cock in her right hand! No, I am not gay or even remotely close so do not read into the next few sentences. As I stared as her hand half way wrapped around his massively thick cock and was enthralled by the look on her face as she stared in absolute awe at his giant cock I came. In the beginning she had stroked my cock nicely. Now she seemed to have forgotten about me her right hand eagerly stroking the massive shaft of Kirk but her left hand only moving lazily on me. So aroused that my cock didn't go soft I still got up meekly saying barely audibly, "Uhm, I guess you win." I got off the bed and put my underwear on over my still hard cock and sat down on the chair that was still warm from Melanie having sat there over the last hour. Aroused for some strange reason I do not want to think about I pulled my cock through the pee hole and stroked myself watching them in action no on their own. Melanie shifted between Kirk's legs once I got up. She didn't seem to mind the narrowing of her focus to him from the two of us at all. She didn't even glance my way when I got up she just slid over and put both hands on his now massive and erect cock and stroked his thick shaft up and down with a baseball grip while she licked and sucked his cock head. His cock head was relatively small and flat on top of the thick shaft. My cock head has got to be an inch plus of my cock length. His head was thin in length but the nearly the same width as the shaft. I guess a visual would be to picture the top third of a tennis ball over a 16-ounce can of beer. It was that thick. Melanie sucked at his head like she was used to the size. She, of course, wasn't but her natural sexual interests combined with her awe of his cock took over and her eagerness to suck him and touch the monster came through. "You like it?" I asked exhaling a hit from the joint as I reached for a beer. Too bad porno movies don't make the effort to create such scenes as the one in front of me. Strangely, given that it was my girlfriend performing on another guy, I was highly aroused watching the two of them going at it. "Uh-huh" Melanie said her affirmation muffled by her sucking and licking. Kirk just lay there in bliss, his eyes closed and his thighs flexing as he moaned with each breath. Maybe I should have just sat there and watched but I got up and gentle tugged at her shoulders and guided her to her back. Kirk shuffled himself to his knees and between her legs. He put both hands on her wonderful breasts and placed his cock near her pussy entrance his cock head touching at her pretty and delicately small labia. Melanie lifted her head and looked down at their about to be joined crotches just starting at his cock her eyes full and wide in anticipation. I grabbed a pillow and set it under her head and then sat back down. Kirk continued to knead her breasts and tweak her nipples. Melanie has very sensitive nipples and was finding his attention pleasing judging by her moans. She had her legs spread wide with her feet up in the air and her hands on his shoulders. Kirk put his cock into slightly. "Ooohhhhhhh" Melanie let out a high-pitched moan and her fingernails reflexively dug into his shoulders as she felt her pussy get opened up beyond comprehension. "Warm" Kirk said in a groan as he pushed in maybe three inches and then pulled back out so that just his cock head was in her and then he pushed back in again this time maybe plowing half his length into her. "Ewh, ohhh, big!" Melanie gasped feeling her pussy being split and stretched. Damn what a sexy sight. Her pretty face turned to the side and her mouth open with her eyes tightly closed. Her face belied her arousal but discomfort. He was hurting her with her size but she clearly was enjoying it. "So big, be easy, easy" She panted out biting her lower lip and reflexively lowering her feet to the bed but keeping her legs widely spread. She arched her hips up a couple inches to line her tunnel directly up with the angle of his penetration. "God so big" She cooed as he pulled out and then pushed back in starting to get a rhythm going his width stretching creating a wonderful pleasure and pain feeling in her pussy as he maintained his depth of his strokes to about five inches. Kirk pulled out again and shifted so that his toes were positioned to provide some extra leverage and then with his next thrust he pushed much deeper into her. "Oh god no, too big, not so deep!" She exclaimed as her hands flew to his hips to push him back and her hips arched downward to reduce his angle and get his out of her a little. "I can't take it, too big" She pleaded pushing at his hips her eyes now wide open from the sudden pain of being instantly bruised deep in her pussy. Kirk leaned forward and put his mouth on hers as he lay over her and reached down to grab her hips on both sides with his hands. Her arms flew around his shoulders as they kissed passionately. Kirk started grinding his cock in at out of her to her moans and cooing. He held her hips up a little and was fucking her at a medium pace. "Oh god so big" She cooed apparently happy with their current angle that took his depth back to one she could deal with or at least reduce her focus to handling and enjoying his thickness. "Yes, like that, fuck me Kirk" Melanie said again breaking their kiss like she had with her last exclamation. She turned her head to the side again and tilted it upward her eyes closed again. I saw a few beads of sweat on her forehead, I guess from her level of concentration. Her nails digging into his back reflecting the pleasure she was getting from the impaling she was getting. "It feels so good, so big, I can't believe it," She said in between deep moans. "Oh, oh, yes, oh" Melanie said squeezing her arms tightly around him. "Yes, yes, don't stop" She panted. I do think he had any plans to do so. I think woman just say this type of thing when approaching an orgasm to tell a guy to keep the exact rhythm going. "Oh yes, yes." Melanie yelped and then her head planted deep into the pillow. She was cumming hard. This I found amazing, she seemed to be having a vaginal orgasm versus one from stimulation on her clit like she had easily with me. I later got an explanation from her that his width pulled her pussy so open so tightly that when he pushed in and pulled out she felt her clit pulled downward she was so stretched out by him over his thick shaft. She said the orgasm had been like nothing she had ever felt. The combination of her clit getting "massaged" while her pussy felt so full she exploded. As her orgasm subsided her breathing slowed and deepened. Kirk may have been close himself judging by his breathing. He knelt back up breaking their tight hug and maneuvered her over to her knees. As soon as she was on her knees with her elbows pressed deep into the pillow his put his cock back into her. "Aargh, ooohwww" Melanie yelped apparently the new position making him feel even bigger to her small pussy. "Easy, please, so big" She panted her hands clenching the end of the bed pulling on the mattress as if giving her leverage. Kirk had both hands on her ass cheeks and was fucking away oblivious to her sounds of struggle. If not deliberately then out of experience he was keeping his penetration at the six to seven or so inch depth that she had kept him at when they were in the missionary position. "I don't know, it feels too big now, please cum" Melanie pleaded. She had struggled from the get go to handle his size but had clearly enjoyed the struggle. When she comes around my cock while she uses her "Pocket Rocket" her pussy muscles tighten pretty dramatically. I guessed that this was why her prior feelings of pleasure and pain were now skewed to pain. "Oh god, please cum, it is too big now" She pleaded and then yelped non-words like "Ewh and Aargh" with each of his thrusts. Her head was hanging down and she was shaking it back and forth trying to accommodate him. To let him fuck her to his completion but it was obviously very uncomfortable for her at this point. "Please, too big, no more" She yelped out desperately as Kirk let out a deep groan. "Yes, yes, cum" She pleaded hearing signs of his orgasm approaching and likely feeling his cock swell with the approaching orgasm. Kirk let out a deeper groan and then pulled out. I heard a whispered, wet popping sound as his cock slid out of her. He placed his cock between her ass cheeks and jutted back forth as cum spilled out of his cock in spurts onto her lower back. "Oh damn that was so amazing" Melanie declared falling forward off her elbows onto the bed and into the pillow. "I hope you didn't wreck my pussy." Kirk sat back on his heels and looked down at her reddened vulva and labia. No one said a thing during the next minute or so as clothes were put back on and a round of drinks were handed out and another joint was lit. We increased our buzz over the next hour and then as everyone was ready for some sleep we all lay on the bed, Melanie between the two of us and in our clothes we fell asleep. For the remainder of the year we became a threesome having sex together at least once a week. I would sleep with her on my own at least once a week and I knew she visited Kirk by herself. I developed and honed by oral and lovemaking skills. A guy has to do what a guy has to do. I played the sensual role for her. Kirk was her once or twice a week fuck. She had the best of all possible worlds for a young, pretty girl if you ask me. I have heard that girls that "get around" wind up with caverns for pussies. I do not think this is the case. She never got used to Kirk's cock. She learned how to handle it better but when he fucked her she always got off on the pleasure and pain combination and her pussy continued to feel warm, wet and tight to me. Not to sound gay or anything but I did get to see their fucking close up and always got aroused with a close of view seeing how her pussy lips were so stretched out by his cock. Even two months of the three of hooking up her pussy would pull out and get pushed in as she gasped at his penetrations. About the only I ever noticed about her pussy getting stretched out by him was that if I got "seconds" my cock would slide in easily all the way to the hilt. She would not feel tight to me like when it was just me with her or if I went first for about a minute. But I would feel her pussy adjust to my size and she would cum with me as she had with him when I went second. The only difference is that she came harder with him and neither of them massaged her clit with their hands. His cock width created that pleasure. When I would fuck her either I would gently rub her clit as her arousal built or she would use a vibrator. She had a pocket rocket in three rooms now. Her own, mine and Kirk had went out and got one that he kept on hand for our threesomes. 3973 1.24/512345