”We pulled a menu off the table, thumbed through it together, and decided on nachos.I once heard someone describe alcohol as being a social lubrican..., and that was true in our case. The more we drank, the more intimate our conversation became. It was nice to get past the friendly-getting-to-know-you chit-chat and move on to more fun topics.“Does James know you ... um ... are into girls?”I smiled at her, “He does. I told him I like to make out in bathroom stalls with pretty Italian girls in his. Before he started to pull my panties down, he slid his middle finger into my panties, findng my clitoris, massaging it slowly until I became hot and wet and had me wanting more and more. As he was massaging my clitoris, his other hand slipped inside of my panties and found my tight, warm and wet hole and slowly slid a finger into me making me let out a little moan. I told him to finger fuck me hard and fast until I cum. He began finger fucking me harder, then slipped another finger inside of my. I didn’t say I’d actually have sex with him if he had one.Eric lay in his bed and just listened. He bet they thought he was asleep. He bet they thought they were being quiet. Neither was true.Instead, he got to listen to his roommate go down on HIS girl. Eric got to listen to every filthy word exchanged between the new guy and Delaine. His Delaine. He got to listen to the moans and growls they both coaxed from each other before she let out that muffled scream he knew meant she was coming.He. Carol had wheedled a hand between her legs and rubbed herself as I gave her half a dozen more, interspersed with fondling her reddening buttocks and getting my own hand on her pussy, too. She was wet. “What will they be thinking?” she asked between moans and ‘oos’. “ 'Who would have known she was such a kinky hussy!' ” With that, I tugged her dress down. “Don’t stop now!” she complainedI told her, “We are late for our reservation.” Then, as she bent down to pull her panties up, “You can leave.