We lay on the cold metal table, Lilly’s body pressed firmly into mine. My hard throbbing cock still buried deep inside her, her walls not ready to relinquish their tight grip on my shaft.

I gently caressed her back, running my forefinger down her spine which was slippery with sweat. I found it so ironic that in a place that had seen so much death, we both felt so alive.

I stared up at the ceiling, lost in a haze of passion, and that’s when a slight movement caught my eye. I saw the silhouette of a girl looking down at us from the mezzanine level where Lilly and I had stood not an hour before. I could barely make out her features but saw that she had pitch black hair. I whispered to Lilly that we had an audience. She did not stir but asked if it was a girl. When I described her to Lilly, she informed me that it was her “stalker”, Ali Cooper.

Ali Cooper had started following Lilly around for the past few weeks. Lilly had seen her everywhere, from the local bar and nightclub to the campus library. She had seen Ali too many times for it to be coincidence and Lilly did not believe in coincidence. I asked Lilly if she was scared but Lilly said she actually was quite turned on by it. That another female found her attractive and wanted to be near her aroused her. She told me that she had always had wanted to “experiment” with another girl but that she had never had the courage to follow through with it. Lilly told me that if I actually saw Ali, that I would understand that she was no threat to her safety.

The following morning I raced to the lecture hall. I was running late as I had overslept. I had worked late into the night, desperately trying to catch up on my course work. It was as I ran up the cobbled pathway that I saw her. Ali was in the shade of a large Oak tree, leaning against the trunk. She wore a floral summer dress which highlighted her trim tanned legs. She had her hair pulled back and tucked beneath a Yankees baseball cap. I walked towards her and extended my hand to introduce myself. Ali stared back at me coolly before casually accepting my hand and shaking it. I now understood what Lilly had meant when she said that Ali posed no physical threat. Ali had a slight frame and was about a foot shorter than Lilly. She was also incredibly beautiful. Her eyes sparkled and were like two deep dark shimmering crystal pools. She had a flawless pure skin and high cheek bones which suggested that she could be of an Eastern European lineage, perhaps Russian or Yugoslavian. Ali and I chatted briefly and the glint in her eye and faint smile suggested that she had witnessed Lilly and I the day before. There was also a look of jealousy and hunger. It was the look of animal desire, the desire to have been the one to have gone down on Lilly, the one to have felt the full force of her powerful orgasms.

Although I was going to be late, Ali and I spoke to each other for about ten minutes. Ali was studying linguistics and African languages. Having grown up on farms in Southern Africa, I was fluent in Zulu, Xhosa and SiSwati. I greeted her formally in SiSwati and dipped as I did so, which is customary for the man to do when greeting a woman. She giggled and greeted me back, although she battled with some of the guttural clicking sounds common in the spoken African language. Her laughter was refreshing and it immediately thawed any tension that had been there before. I attempted some humor and told her that she was a cunning linguist. She burst out in loud laughter and replied that wouldn’t I like to know! She then told me why she could see what Lilly had been attracted to. I blushed. A deep crimson tide spread up my neck. Without thinking, I mentioned that Lilly and I were having drinks that night at Al Keys, the local club and that if she was free, she should join us. We would be there at around eight pm.
I apologized for having to leave so quickly and said goodbye, adding that I hoped to see her later. I dashed into the lecture hall, saw a number of students scattered around the room. I then saw Lilly, sitting on her own at the back of the room. When she saw me she smiled and motioned for me to sit next to her. God, she was even more beautiful than ever! I sat next to her and she immediately put a hand on my inner thigh. My cock started straining in my pants almost immediately. I leant across and wrote on her notepad:

“Met Ali outside. Beautiful. Drinks tonight at 8pm.”

She smiled and nodded. She then took my Mont Blanc fountain pen, slid the top rounded, phallic shaped end underneath her skirt. She gasped slightly as she inserted it between her pussy lips. She then extracted it, the pen sticky with her wetness, and wrote beneath my comment:

“When you miss me today, just suck on your pen. Cant wait for tonight! Xx”

Her hand then moved onto my rock hard member. She stared straight ahead and smiled to herself. If only she knew what she was doing to me? I reached down and grabbed her hand, our fingers intertwined, squeezing and stroking. It was such a simple movement but it felt so erotic. The lecture was on body language and was part of the psychology course. It described that more could be said by the way people moved and sat than by verbally communicating. I found it fascinating that one could determine if a person was sexually aroused if they played with their hair, or if they faced a certain direction with their legs crossed or open. It would be fun to put the lessons to the test tonight.

Later that night I went to collect Lilly. She came out of her apartment and my mouth fell open. She was a vision of beauty. She wore a thin strapless black dress which hugged her curves. It was an open back dress which extended all the way down to her buttocks. A dark and exotic looking tattoo was positioned on her lower back just above her butt. It was evident that she was not wearing any knickers. I loved it when a woman went commando. It showed she was not afraid to express who she was and to display her femininity. I kissed her deeply and took her hand. I whispered in her ear that if I forgot to tell her later, I had a really great time with her tonight. It was a slightly cheesy thing to say. I think I had heard it in a movie or read it in a book. Lilly smiled and tightened her grip on my hand. She thanked me and told me that she did too.

Al Keys was definitely the place to be. It was a heaving club which was a hot favorite with all the locals. It was unassuming from the outside but the vibe and atmosphere inside was electric. We walked inside to catch the latest track from The Killers blasting away. We found a secluded booth that was tucked away, giving us some isolation from the rest of the room. The cushioned bench seats curved around a small table and as Lilly and I snaked our way through, I noticed all the men turn their heads, drinking in her sex appeal, there eyes soaking in her slender form and incredible beauty. No sooner had we sat down than Ali appeared next to the table. She was even more striking than she had been earlier. Lilly grinned and I formally introduced the two girls although it seemed as though they already knew everything about each other. Ali sat down next to Lilly, shifting so that her one knee rested on the seat, her already short skirt riding up her thighs. She sat with her legs facing Lilly. I caught a brief glance of her white silk panties which had been pulled tightly up against her delicious folds. My mind began to wonder. She was telling us about some funny incident that had happened earlier in the day, all the while continually playing with her hair. Lilly and I obviously both picked up on the tell tale signals from our lecture. The hunger and lust in her eyes was almost palpable.

After two bottles of Moet & Chandon champagne, we were all feeling the effects. Ali and Lilly were giggling at everything and Ali had moved closer to Lilly. She was stroking Lilly’s thigh, her hand sneaking every now and then beneath her skirt. Lilly clearly did not mind and opened her legs in order to accommodate Ali’s hand. I excused my self to go and pay the bill and to go the restroom, certain that the ladies would still be there when I returned.

I sauntered back to the table, my vision a little blurry and my steps unsure. As I got to the table, Ali and Lilly were in a deep embrace, their mouths exploring each others. Ali’s left hand thrusting between Lilly’s thighs. Lilly’s hands were around Ali’s neck, pulling her hard into her, her tongue darting in and out of Ali’s mouth. I sat down heavily next to Lilly and coughed. Lilly and Ali looked around shyly and then Lilly suggested we head back to her apartment which was close by and within easy walking distance. Ali looked at me and asked if I would be eager to give a repeat performance of what she had witnessed at the auditorium. I nodded enthusiastically and we headed out the door. Like most of my male friends, a threesome with two women was one of my ultimate fantasies. That it happened to be with two incredibly stunning ladies was a dream come true.

Lilly lived nearby in a second floor one bedroom apartment. We all made our noisily up the stairs to Lilly’s door. Her flat was tastefully decorated and painted in neutral colors. She had a spacious living room which large leather sofas and a modern kitchen. Ali leant seductively against Lilly’s bedroom door, playing with the hem of her skirt. She spread her legs apart and pulled it up around her waist to reveal her curvy dark thighs and skimpy white knickers straining against her pussy lips. She licked her top lip seductively and beckoned Lilly to come to her. Ali turned around, her two hands pressed against the wall and bent forward so that it offered Lilly an amazing view of her mound. Lilly got on her hands and knees and crawled over towards the feast. She knelt behind Ali and kissed her thighs and ass cheeks. Her hands ran on the outside of Ali’s thighs and then pulled her thong to one side. She ran her tongue deep into Ali’s pussy and then sucked in Ali’s silver clit ring into her mouth. Ali’s knees almost buckled from the intense pleasure that rushed through her body. Lilly pulled her cheeks apart and drove her tongue in deep and faster. Ali moaned loudly and begged Lilly to lick her harder. I moved towards Ali and pushed her back from the wall. I lifted her skirt off over her head and undid her bra. Her tits were perfectly formed and her dark nipples stood out. I took her tits into my hand and massaged them, taking turns sucking each nipple. The sensation of Lilly below her and of me sucking her tits above made her cry out. I lifted her light frame and she straddled my waist. Lilly moved into a better position and sucked her swollen throbbing clit, shoving two fingers deep in and out of her wet hole. Ali’s mouth was on mine, her tongue wrestling in my mouth. I mumbled to Ali and Lilly to come through to the bedroom. Lilly was so aroused that she could not remove her clothing quickly enough. She stepped out of her dress and lay back on the bed, naked. She opened her legs wide and Ali, who had also removed her soaked knickers, lay at the base of the large bed, and started working on Lilly’s clit. I could see how wet Lilly was as her pussy juice streamed down her thighs. Ali sucked and licked like a possessed being, having been so patient and having obviously dreamt for so long of this moment. Her fingers filled all of Lilly and drove in and out of her ass and pussy. I was harder than ever before and Lilly took me into her mouth with an animal hunger. Her head moved up and down, taking my length deep into her throat. With her one hand she rubbed her clit vigorously and with the other, stroked and pulled and my shaft. The sight of her cunt being eaten by another beautiful girl and of my hard cock ramming in and out her mouth was like something out of a dream. Ali was lapping at Lilly’s pussy in long slow strokes, her fingers matching the same rhythm. Lilly moaned that she was going to cum. Her legs opened even further apart in order to allow Ali deeper inside. She cried out for Ali to suck her clit as her cum gushed out of her. Ali opened her mouth wide, her tongue like a snakes, sucking in all of Lilly’s sticky juices. Her mouth and chin dripping wet. Lilly reached into her bedside drawer and withdrew a large double ended dildo. She lay with her legs open and inserted one end deep inside her. It glided in with ease. She handed the other end to Ali who placed her legs between Lilly’s and shoved the opposite end slowly into her cunt. The two girls legs and thighs scissored each others and they pushed there swollen pussy lips against each others, with the dildo buried deep inside both of them. Ali’s clit ring, glistening with cum, twinkled in the bedroom light. They both rocked together, slowly at first, trying to match each others motions. They pushed against each other, harder and harder. I moved from Lilly to Ali and she too started sucking on my cock. I wanted desperately to fuck both of them but did not want to deny them the pleasure they were receiving from each other. Lilly was massaging Ali’s clit in slow circles, Ali’s pink juicy pussy lips devouring the dildo as it rammed in and out of her. Both girls cried our in ecstasy as they neared orgasm. Both Ali and Lilly started grinding harder into each other as they both tried to get as much of the plastic cock into their bodies. Ali threw her head back and moaned that she was going to cum. Her entire body shook and as she came, her legs wrapped firmly around Lilly’s. Her orgasm rocked the bed and she screamed as she squirted her juice over Lilly’s pussy. She lay panting on the bed and I knelt down to lap up her cum off Lilly’s mound. Both girls looked over at me and smiled. They ordered me to lie on the bed and raise my hands above my head. Lilly tied my hands to the bed post and told me that I was going to get fucked dry. Both Ali and Lilly started sucking my cock. They ran their tongues in unison up my engorged length, both sucking around my head, their hungry tongues probing and sucking.

Lilly turned around and placed her sopping slit above my face. She squatted down on my mouth and rode my tongue so that her clit rubbed down on my chin. I could not see that Ali had straddled my cock and had placed it at the entrance to her ass. She slowly inserted my head into her tight asshole which by now was well lubricated with all her juice. She slid down slowly, moaning with pain and pleasure. She rose up and again and with each thrust, my cock buried itself deeper and deeper inside her. The girls leant forward and caressed each other and kissed, tasting each others cum on their faces. My arms fought against the restraints with futility. Lilly moved her pussy harder and faster against my tongue, my face and neck drenched with her wetness. I loved licking her pussy. She tasted so sweet, like a forbidden fruit. I could feel that she was going to cum again as her movements became more determined. I could feel my balls tighten as Ali bore down on my shaft. I groaned as I released my warm cum deep into Ali’s asshole, bucking up against Ali’s ass as I shot my boy butter into her. She groaned as she felt it shoot into her depths. Lilly bucked against me at the same moment, sending a wave of fresh cum into my mouth.

The three of us lay on the bed, my arms still tethered to the bedpost. Ali on the one side and Lilly on the other, all of us drenched in sweat. My ultimate fantasy had been fulfilled and no doubt, Ali’s lust for Lilly somewhat quenched. Ali giggled that she had never had such a good fuck as Lilly had given her with the dildo and that next time, she wanted to be fucked by me and Lilly at the same time. I said that there was no time like the present and that it would be a wonder if she would be able to walk in the morning. We all laughed our fondled each other. This was going to be the beginning of something wonderful.