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It was mfm during college. My roommate "D", not from my hometown, came to visit over Christmas break and a local friend "B" was having a party. I always had a lot of friends that were girls through school, but being the scrawny, short, nerdy kid I didn't really have much luck with the ladies. A couple years into college, I'd FINALLY grown about 8" (in height), and learned how to avoid the friend zone, thanks to guidance from a couple friend's girlfriends. So D and I are at the party and one of the girls "S" who had been an out-of-my league dream that was firmly stuck in the friend zone was coming on to D hardcore. We had too much to drink but ended up being the last 3 people upright/partying. D and I took turns dancing with S, everyone getting more and more bold with liquor induced inhibition eraser. Somehow D and I ended up in our boxers and she was completely naked in my buddy's living room. D was making out with S and I couldn't resist sliding my finger along her obvious wetness. When she moaned into D's kiss, I felt a twinge of regret...I felt like I was taking advantage of an old friend while she was drunk, after expressing my concerns, she put my mind at ease, instructing me to sit down on the futon (college kids!) She began stroking D as I sat there throbbing. She left him for a moment to sway her sweet firm little ass in my face, and in an instant she had lowered herself fully onto me, sitting still she looked over her shoulder and said something to the effect of "I've been drinking water all night, I just need to fuck you"... pretty sure I came INSTANTLY but at that age there was nothing deflating my erection, she motioned for D to come closer, she blew him vigorously while slowly riding up and down on me. He eventually came from her efforts and I had gotten over my nervousness. I distinctly remember being behind S giving her all I had as hard as I could when B came out of his bedroom and just stared at us, the way drunk exhausted people stare when 2 of their old friends are FUCKIN' on the living room floor, while D sipped a beer. After I finished S went to the bathroom to cleanup, D and I just sat there laughing like Beevus and Butthead at our good fortune. B stumbled back to bed. I remember cashing out on the futon, and being woken up by S and her long lean body snuggling up to me at some point very early in the morning, for another round. I ran to the bathroom for a quick visit and some much needed mouthwash (thanks for being a great host B) and went back to indulge in a much calmer, gentler round 3. I distinctly remember not even thinking about a condom until I ran into her a few weeks later, she calmed put my mind at ease insuring me of her religious use of birth control... She and I never hooked up again. D and I remain best friends who occasionally play with each other's spouses. S is my son's Trigonometry teacher, I saw her at the home basketball game Friday night. We always greet each other with a friendly hug and chat like old friends, knowing that nobody else knows what we know.