Chapter 117

  Story 21 The Perfect Storm

  Brandy

  I lifted my head from the pillow and looked down at my swollen pussy. My entire body was still trembling and enjoying the post-orgasmic bliss. My right hand was playing with Jim’s limp cock, and my left was lying flat against Jenny’s warm pussy. Her breathing was strong and her nipples were still erect.

  We had just finished another of the many threesomes we had during the week. Mike and Jenny were a couple that lived off-campus and didn’t go to my university. They were in their thirties and worked. He was a banker at the local branch and she a florist in town. We had met at a coffee house where Mike had spilled coffee all over me by accident.