Spring Formal

I was at our high school’s Spring Formal with my boyfriend when he started bugging me to go out in the gardens and mess around with him. He was a lacrosse player, handsome and well built and horny as fuck but not the sharpest tool in the shed. Just what I needed after my disastrous last relationship, but anyway.

After some reluctance, he finally got me horny enough from kissing my exposed neck up and down real slow that I agreed to go out in the garden with him. In a burst of kinky inspiration, I invited my roommate Cheska to come along with us, ostensibly to repay the favor I’d done her months earlier by standing guard and making sure no one caught us. In reality, I’d noticed she was bored and restless (she was single and there was no one at the dance she was interested in hooking up with) and I thought she might get off on the idea of watching me getting pleasured and pleasuring someone else. My boyfriend didn’t care; he was preoccupied with the idea of cumming in my hand or my mouth and barely noticed her presence.

We went out in the gardens and found a quiet spot. Cheska turned away from us to keep an eye out for anyone coming while I leaned back against a tree and spread my legs a little. My boyfriend knelt in front of me, went under my dress so only his legs were sticking out and started kissing my bare thighs up and down real slow. I closed my eyes and moaned softly as he pushed my panties aside and slowly licked my warm pussy.

I opened my eyes after a couple minutes. My boyfriend was still licking me and my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. When I opened my eyes, Cheska was looking straight at me. Her dress was pushed up around her waist and her hand was busy moving rapidly between her legs. I smiled at her and she smiled back, then I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of my boyfriend licking my soaking wet pussy.

After another couple minutes, I came, my legs clamping around my boyfriend’s head and my pussy soaking his face. As soon as I was done, he scrambled to his feet, undid his fly and pulled out his hard swollen dick. I knelt in front of him and serviced him just like he’d serviced me, knowing we had to hurry because someone could catch us at any minute.

He didn’t last nearly as long as I did. Thirty seconds after I started sucking him, his dick swelled and throbbed in my mouth, then it spurted, flooding my mouth with cum. I swallowed most of it, but a little dribbled out of the corner of my mouth. Luckily it didn’t stain my dress.

As we finished, Cheska ducked out of sight behind a hedge row, presumably so she could cum in privacy. My boyfriend zipped his fly and pulled me to my feet. “Let’s go back inside and party some more,” he said. (By party I knew he meant pass around a bottle of Makers Mark with his friends and brag about what happened, which I didn’t mind too much because we were a couple after all.)

“In a minute,” I said. “We have to wait for Cheska. She’s not done yet.”

“Done with what?” he asked irritably.

“Doing her nails,” I explained patiently. “Just chill. We’ll go in in a minute.”

A minute later, I heard a sharp gasp and a soft “Ahhhhh!” signaling that Cheska had cum. A few seconds later, she came around the hedgerow looking totally normal except for a slight flush in her face. My boyfriend and I brushed ourselves off, then we all went back inside together.