Leah: Part 2 SeXStoRY

While Leah eventually became my "first," the sex wasn't particularly hot. She made me finger her, or got on top of me, and came pretty quickly. Then she rolled onto her back and let me have my turn. Usually, her eyes were closed the whole time. Was she sl**ping? Was this how sex was supposed to be? I tried to mix things up a bit. We usually had sex in Leah's room, since her roommate Michelle was often gone. (My roommate Charles, who spoke fluent Klingon, hardly ever left our room.) Instead of doing it in the loft, I moved us to Leah's couch, and then her (carpeted) floor. Nothing much helped, until I figured out Michelle's class schedule and initiated sex about 30 minutes before she was due back. My timing was perfect. I had been pumping Leah for about 10 minutes when the door opened and Michelle walked in. "Oops," she said, a smile crossing her lips. "You're busy - I'll come back later." But she took her time closing the door, and her eyes were locked with mine. Brazenly, I kept pumping Leah, all the while maintaining eye contact with Michelle. Just as she was closing the door, I came, hard and loud. A word about Michelle: In my last story, I described Leah as "tall and skinny, with brown hair and small breasts." Michelle was almost the exact opposite -- short and pudgy, with curly hair and perky tits. And in the instant when I came, I realized that I really, really wanted to fuck her. When Michelle came back to the room about an hour later, I thought it would be a little awkward. But she was pretty matter of fact: "Let me get this out of the way. You guys are free to fuck whenever and wherever you want in the room, even in front of me. I'm not getting any, but I don't want to stand in the way of two horny teenagers." I took that as my cue to initiate things with Leah while Michelle was still around. Later that night, all three of us were watching TV when I whispered to Leah that I wanted to hook up. So we headed up into the loft while Michelle continued to view "Twin Peaks." (Am I dating myself here?) The sex was definitely better with Michelle around, and I knew that was because I was thinking about Michelle while I plunged inside of Leah: Michelle's breasts, Michelle's mouth, Michelle's ample ass. What was SHE thinking while I fucked her roommate? Was she wet? Was she touching herself? About a week after Michelle's announcement, I decided to escalate things a bit. It was around 11:30 at night, and all three of us were up in the loft. Michelle was in her bed, next to the ladder; I was with Leah in her bed. I started kissing Leah's neck, and pretty soon we were going at it. Leah mounted me and climaxed -- now it was my turn. But, while Leah had covered us with a blanket, I pulled it off and stripped naked. I entered Leah and began moaning, partly because I was turned on and partly because I wanted Michelle to hear me. Deeper and deeper I went into Leah -- hard, then soft, then hard again. Finally I whispered (though not too softly), "I'm going to cum in your pussy," and did. After I came, I laid on top of Leah, with my head on her breasts. My eyes were closed, but I opened them slightly. I thought I could see movement in the middle part of Michelle's bed, but it was too dark to tell. But what I wanted to believe was this: that she'd been watching us and jacking off while I fucked her roommate in the next bed.