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I was in my second year at uni and I was sharing a house with a girl called Megan. We had kicked this guy out who had turned into a complete arse, but it meant we really needed a third person to help with the rent. We would be OK for a little while but we put word out that a space was going in our house. My friend and house mate Megan had shortish brown hair and a rather cute beauty spot on her cheek. We had messed about a little bit and had kissed once or twice when we were drunk but we had never really got it on. I always got the feeling she would have but I think because we were house mates, it didn’t seem appropriate or something. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to. I did. We both saw each other naked quite a bit and she would have more than a gander at my boobies. Megan had much smaller breasts than me, but her bum was nice and pert – the kind you want to squeeze and kiss like a peach! Anyway, we were out shopping one day and I overheard this girl with a foreign accent talking to these other female students. They were asking her if she had found anywhere to stay. This foreign girl looked naturally fawn-coloured with long brown hair and hazel eyes. When I saw her, I just thought wow! She had such a cute figure. She had really perky breasts and a bum to die. In her little black shorts and dark tights, she was mouth-watering and I was instantly attracted. Megan was somewhere looking for whatever on the shelves and I intervened in the conversation. “Excuse me,” I said. “Did you say you’re looking for somewhere to stay?” “Yes, that’s right! Do you know somewhere?” I smiled and the others said ‘bye’ Ümraniye Escort to her, leaving us together. “Me and my friend have a house and we need a third person.” “Oh really! Is it far away?” She asked. “No, it’s like five minutes from here. Megan is here somewhere, I need to run it by her first but I‘m sure it will be fine.” I looked into the girl’s eyes and she gave me a sort of shy look and smiled. I could have kissed her on the spot! “I’m Danielle, what’s your name?” I asked, as we walked between the aisle of tins of soup. “Mathilde,” she said. “Oh..are you French?” “Yes!” “Ah OK. You’re so pretty! I love your accent too.” “Ooh thank you! “You are lovely also,” she said. “So blonde!” It was the summer and my already blonde hair had bleached even more, including my eye brows. “Hey Megan!” I said, catching up with my house mate. “I think I found someone to share.” Megan turned round and I still remember the look on her face. “Hi!” She said, brightly. “This is Mathilde. Mathilde meet Megan.” Megan looked at me and I knew she was thinking the same as me. Suddenly I saw the lesbian in my friend like I hadn’t seen before and I knew that this would end up messy… in a nice way. Megan nodded and smiled at me and Mathilde. “You can come and see it if you like,” I said. “OK thank you, although I’m sure it will be perfect.” “Let’s go for a glass of wine on the way!” Suggested Megan. “Sounds good!” I agreed. The supermarket was in a little strip of amenities in uni land, including a sandwich shop and a bar with seats outside. It was a warm day and we sat under the parasols Ümraniye Escort Bayan and sipped our wine with the bags of shopping at our feet. “So where are you staying?” Asked Megan. “I am having to share with a girl in the first year. She is a friend of my cousin, but it is not fair on her and it is a squeeze.” “Do you share a bed then?” I said. “Yes,” said Mathilde blushing. “Ha Ha Mathilde!” Said Megan, chuckling. “Well you need your own room but sharing with a girl sometimes, is never a bad thing,” I said. One glass of wine became two and by the time we decided to head back I was distinctly on the squiffy side. We had a sneaky munch on a couple of the cinnamon Danish I had bought. As we got up to go Mathilde looked at me and smiled sheepishly. I licked my lips and made it obvious as I looked at her shapely legs. For a moment I could see the dark band at the top of her tights, as her shorts had ridden up her thighs. Her cute bum cheeks were almost begging to be pinched. Then she reaslised and wiggled them back into position. “Isn’t she cute!” Whispered Megan. “Megan, are you coming out?” I asked. “I’m just saying,” said Megan. “Yeah ‘course you are.” We arrived at our house and plonked the shopping on the kitchen table. “Excuse the mess,” I said. “Oh it’s not bad!” Observed Megan. “Do you want to see my bedroom?” I asked. “You mean my room?” Said Mathilde. “Oh yeah… that’s what I meant…Freudian slip.” Mathilde looked at me and her eyes wandered gradually down my body. Then she looked at Megan and did the same. For a few moments we stood there looking Escort Ümraniye at each other and the atmosphere in the kitchen was of intense feminine sexuality. The wine had lowered our inhibitions, if not removed it altogether. I don’t know how we were going to get up stairs without ripping our clothes off each other. Mathilde followed me up to the first floor with Megan bringing up the rear. “This is your room,” I said. My voice must have betrayed my feelings and my heart was beginning to beat faster and not just from climbing the stairs. Mathilde sat on the bed and bounced up and down a few times. Me and Megan walked towards her and without thinking I stroked Mathilde’s silky brown hair. She looked up at us and then she hooked her index finger over the top of my tight jeans and pulled me towards her. Megan sat on the bed next to Mathilde and they looked into each other’s eyes as I fondled Mathilde’s boobs through her blouse. “Go on…Kiss then you two,” I said. As their lips met in a long French kiss, I knelt down and kissed and stroked Mathilde’s legs through her smoky black tights. My right hand slid up Megan’s bare legs and up her short skirt. “Is there room for me in the middle?” I asked. The other two parted their lips and made a space for me and I kissed Mathilde softly on the lips as Megan for the very first time cupped my breasts through my top. I turned to Megan and kissed her, with one hand still stroking Mathilde’s legs. Suddenly me and Megan were kissing passionately and it felt so good and I was getting so horny. All I could think about now was how good hers and Mathilde’s pussys were going to taste as my tongue probed Megan’s mouth. I broke off the clinch as I felt Mathilde’s hands grip my waist. I looked at my sexy new friend and kissed her again. “We have far too many clothes on!” I said. “Yes, let’s get naked!” Said Mathilde confidently. The three of us stood up and began to strip.