Jenny tensed the moment the door opened. Her hand flew to cover herself, eyes wide, cheeks burning crimson.
Tasha didn't flinch. She stepped forward, calm and composed, her voice low but warm.
"Don't," she said gently, placing a hand on Jenny's wrist. "You don't have to hide. It happens to the best of us."
Jenny's lips parted, but no words came. Her body trembled slightly, caught between shame and something deeper.
"I wasn't… I didn't mean to—" she stammered.
Tasha tilted her head. "There's nothing wrong with touching yourself. After all, I would have done the same thing if I was in your shoes."
Jenny's gaze dropped, but she didn't pull away. Her breathing slowed, though her arms still hovered protectively around her chest.
Tasha leaned in, her voice softer now. "You haven't cum yet, have you?"
Jenny blinked. "Cum?"
Tasha nodded toward the bed, where Joren sat frozen, watching them both. "You want to join us?"
Jenny's breath caught. She didn't answer.
Joren cleared his throat, his voice uncertain. "Is that… I mean, are we okay with that?"
Tasha turned to him, her expression unreadable. "I'm fine with it. If you are."
Then she looked back at Jenny. "So… what's it gonna be?"
Jenny hesitated. Her eyes moved from Joren to Tasha, then back again. Her fingers curled tighter around her towel, but her grip loosened.
"I don't want it to go too far," she whispered.
Tasha smiled, guiding Jenny to the bed where Joren sat.
She pushed Jenny onto it, her back hitting the soft mattress, the impact making her breasts bounce.
"This is gonna be good,"
Tasha muttered as she joined them in bed, her hand reaching for Joren's (now erect) cock, stroking it slowly, while her other hand wrapped around Jenny's waist, pulling her closer until their bodies pressed together, Jenny's full breasts pressing against Tasha's smaller ones.
"I can't wait to feel this inside me."
The words sent a jolt through both Joren and Jenny, their bodies responding to Tasha's words and teasing.
She moved to straddle Joren's face, her thick thighs framing his head as she lowered herself onto his mouth. Jenny let out a soft whimper as Tasha's skirt hiked up, revealing the slickness of her folds.
"Fuck, you're already dripping," Joren murmured, his tongue pressing against her slit.
Tasha groaned, her hips rolling instinctively as he began licking her, her hands moving to tug his hair as she ground down on his mouth.
"Aah... that's it, Joren... faster..."
Jenny shifted uncomfortably, clearly aroused but still struggling with her words.
"I... I got something to say."
"Say it, then," Tasha purred, her grip tightening in Joren's hair as she pressed down harder against his face.
Jenny bit her lip, her eyes darting between Joren and Tasha before settling on Joren's face.
"I—" she started, then stopped, her cheeks flushing darker. "I want to ride him," she admitted, her voice quiet but firm.
Tasha grinned upon hearing Jenny's words, her fingers still gripping Joren's hair.
"So you want to ride Joren?"
She looked down at Joren, her eyes full of desire.
"You want her to ride you?"
Joren nodded, Tasha's pussy grinding against his lips and tongue making it impossible for him to speak.
Jenny's breath hitched as Joren gave consent, her blue eyes dark with desire. She moved to straddle his hips immediately, positioning herself just above his bulging cock.
Her breath caught as she felt his cock brush against her entrance, her fingers spreading across his abdomen for leverage.
"Fuck... it's so big..."
"Just take it already," Tasha goaded, her voice breathless as she pressed down against Joren's mouth again. Jenny let out a shaky exhale, her eyes locked on where his cockhead nudged against her pussy lips. She sank down slowly, her inner walls fluttering around him as she accepted his length.
"Aah—" she gasped, her nails digging into his abdomen as she took more of him in.
Joren could see her face contort in pleasure, her plump pussy lips parting as she bottomed out with a soft moan. Tasha watched her roommate with hungry attention, her own hips rolling in slow circles against his tongue.
"You're taking him so well... Nngh!"
Jenny's breath came in short bursts as she adjusted to his size, her body quivering slightly.
Joren pushed his hips up, sinking even deeper inside her as pleasure shot through him. She was tight, warm, and wet. Her fluids were already trickling down his shaft and onto the bed.
Jenny's head fell back as she started moving, rocking her hips in tiny, experimental motions.
The lewd scene made Tasha's breath quicken, her own pleasure building as Joren's tongue worked between her thighs.
Jenny's movements became more confident, her moans growing louder as she rode him with increasing speed.
"Aah... fuck me... harder..."
She ground down hard, her inner walls clenching around his cock.
Tasha reached down, her hand sliding between Jenny's thighs to rub slow circles over her clit.
"Fuck—Tasha—" Jenny moaned, her back arching as Tasha's touch drove her higher.
Joren could feel her pussy tightening around him, her juices dripping down his rod as she moved.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate as Tasha's fingers worked her over.
"Ah!—Tasha—I'm gonna—"
Her entire body tensed as her climax crashed over her, her pussy clamping down hard around Joren's cock, her juices flowing as she rode out her orgasm with shaky, uncontrolled movements.
She hadn't come down from her high when Joren and Tasha hit theirs. Joren spilled his hot seed inside Jenny, her pussy milking him for every single drop. Meanwhile, Tasha's legs quivered uncontrollably, her thighs pressing hard against both sides of Joren's head as a guttural moan tore from her throat.
"Nngh!"
Jenny collapsed forward, her head coming to rest on Joren's chest as she came down from her high.
"That was..."
"Crazy, right?"
Tasha said as she got off Joren's face and lay beside him.
Jenny nodded, her eyes filled with bliss.
"Mmh. I can't feel my legs."
A moment of silence passed between them. The heat had settled into something softer and familiar.
Joren's arm draped around Jenny, her head still resting on his chest. Tasha's fingers traced idle patterns on the sheet beside him.
She turned her head slightly, her voice low.
"So, did sex help?" she asked. "Or are you still dragging that cloud around?"
Joren stared at the ceiling for a moment before answering.
"It didn't make me forget," he said. "But… it did make the weight feel lighter."
Tasha smiled, slow and genuine.
"That's good to hear."
No one spoke after that. Jenny's breathing slowed against him, her fingers curled gently over his ribs. Tasha shifted closer, her leg brushing his.
And just like that, the three of them dozed off to a blissful sleep.