A Taste of Temptation

# A Taste of Temptation

Abigail absolutely hated her roommate, Madison. She was the complete opposite of Abigail, who was the very definition of prim and proper. Abigail had been attending private Catholic schools ever since she was old enough to read. She was an avid churchgoer, rising every Sunday, bright and early, for the 7:30 am service. Fewer people attended the early masses, and she liked it better that way. There were no screaming kids, and it gave her more time to focus on the liturgy as well as the peace she needed for her prayers. Her faith was a pillar in her life. She was fully invested in all the church had to offer her. Her religious education classes were the highlight of her Wednesday evenings. She knew all of her prayers by heart. She could recite the beatitudes from beginning to end. The rosary was a daily ritual. She abided by the Ten Commandments in her life every day.

When researching for universities that may be a good fit, Saint Agnes was a popular choice for those who wanted an institution that worked closely with the Catholic Church. It was still in-state, so she wouldn't have to move particularly far, and it still offered the same dormitory experiences that she would expect her peers to enjoy. The uniform was cute, but that was more of a bonus.

Every day, she put on her immaculate white blouse. Black tights hid her bare legs from unwanted leers. The burgundy pinafore top hugged her form more than she would've liked, and the skirt's perfect pleats were ironed to meticulous perfection. Her spotless glasses completed the look.

Her roommate, Madison, did not have the same penchant for presentation. Her blouse was always wrinkled, and the hem of her skirt was improperly modified to sit much higher than was allowed. Rather than wear the school-issued loafers, Madison insisted on her favorite beaten-up white tennis shoes. The only thing about Madison that was well-composed was the way she did her hair: she'd carefully put her beautiful, blonde hair into the most perfect braid, which would wrap around her head like a crown.

If Abigail could go back, she would have requested a single room rather than the shared suite. She hoped her roommate would be someone like-minded with similar values. Many nights, Abigail prayed for a different roommate, so she could finally be rid of the girl.

St. Agnes had a reputation for modesty. That didn't stop Madison from spending time with her boyfriend Lucas. Public displays of affection in the form of holding hands in the hallways or, to the administration's frustration, kissing in an alcove in the emptier campus wings, were common. The dormitories had an honor-based curfew, and Madison made a point to ignore it. She was always out late, likely shacked up in her boyfriend's room, but they would sometimes hang out in the room she shared with Abigail.

Abigail had so much trouble studying when Madison was in the room with her. It was a ritual for Abigail to do her homework every night, but Madison would shirk her responsibilities. Often she would see if she could convince a desperate classmate to do her work in exchange for a suggestive selfie.

When Madison wasn't attached at the hip with her boyfriend, she would still be on the phone with him. She would sit on her bed, talking loudly, completely disregarding Abigail's presence. Countless times, Abigail told her to keep it down, but Madison usually ignored her. In the rare moment she managed to hear Abigail's request, Madison would wave her off nonchalantly and laugh to herself. It was infuriating.

Madison was far too comfortable talking about sex. She was so open about all topics, often asking Abigail if she had done specific acts. The answer was always no, but that didn't prevent Madison from asking. Madison usually just smiled in response under the guise of being understanding, but Abigail imagined the girl only saw her as conservative, stuck-up, and prudish.

Abigail had no desire to explore the world of sex, but in contrast, Madison seemed intent on trying all the world had to offer. She had an impossibly high libido, to which Abigail had been the unfortunate witness to on more occasions than she would've liked. She would wake up in the middle of the night to hear a rustling from the direction of Madison's bed. Madison was under the sheets, completely covered, but the comforter did nothing to muffle moans, buzzes, and wet sounds. Some days, Madison would hog the bathroom, taking far too long in the shower, and the same moans would echo throughout the bathroom, bouncing against the tile.

When her hands and toys weren't enough, Madison's boyfriend was always happy to oblige in the middle of the night. Madison would sneak back into the room late at night, drenched in the scent of Lucas's cologne mixed with sweat.

In time, Madison felt bold enough to have sex in the room while Abigail was there. The first time it happened, Abigail was on the verge of falling asleep. The day had been long. She finished all her homework, but she was caught up and ready to get some well-deserved rest. She faced the wall and focused on sleeping.

The door opened, and two sets of footsteps walked in. Neither Madison nor Lucas said a word, and the only thing that could be heard was a stray giggle or two. Carefully, Abigail looked over her shoulder, eyes widened at the sight. Lucas sat at the edge of the bed, and Madison straddled his lap. The two kissed passionately, completely unaware of Abigail's consciousness. They were completely lost in the moment. Hands wandered around the other's body. Their lips held together as if by an impossibly strong magnet. Clothes came off. First, it was Lucas's blazer. He helped Madison slide out of her jumper, throwing it to the ground before unbuttoning her blouse.

Abigail could have looked away or spoken up to put an end to the act, but she was paralyzed by the display before her. This was more than she had ever seen. Even in her most curious ages, she never sought out pornography. A shared kiss in a movie was enough to make her blush.

Though her eyes would veer away, they would inevitably wander back to the couple. Madison pushed Lucas down onto the bed. He smiled up at her. She leaned down to kiss him while her hands fumbled with his belt buckle, eventually undoing it and pulling his pants off. Abigail eyed his sizable bulge, barely contained by his boxer briefs. Her mouth hung open just at the imprint in the fabric.

"Take this off," Madison whispered, tugging at the elastic of Lucas's underwear. He nodded with a grin and did as told. His hand wrapped around his girth, giving it a few gentle strokes, watching as Madison removed the remainder of her clothing.

Abigail's heart raced in her chest. This was so obscene and so explicit. Yet she couldn't stop watching. Madison returned to her spot on Lucas's lap. She took his hardness into her hands after spitting on her palms, giving it a gracious rubbing. Abigail could feel the chemistry between Madison and Lucas. They were so focused on each other, looking into each other's eyes. It was so feral the way they couldn't keep their hands off of each other.

Lucas ripped the corner of a condom off and rolled it onto his member. Madison eased herself down to gradually take all of him. Abigail whimpered silently. She couldn't believe that Madison was able to fit all of Lucas's cock inside. She looked at how Madison's lips gripped him, stretching to accommodate his thickness.

Heat rose in Abigail's stomach. This was like nothing she had ever felt. It was a burning from the inside out, and she craved a way to quell the flames. She bit her lip. She quietly turned, facing her body towards the couple, shamefully desiring to continue watching.

Moans from Madison and low grunts from Lucas filled the room. He put a finger to Madison's lips, hushing her in an attempt to keep her volume down. He pleaded to her, "Keep it down, baby. You'll wake Abigail."

Madison shook her head and pinned Lucas' arms down, thrusting her hips to bounce up and down on his cock. She insisted, "She's a heavy sleeper."

The fire in Abigail continued to spread. She grew lightheaded, feeling a new humidity between her legs. Her hand hesitantly travelled down to her core, trailing over her belly button and daring to move farther down. The fabric of her underwear was damp. Her fingers glided over her wet panties, settling in between the valley of her labia. She gasped in pleasure as a jolt traveled through her body.

Lucas perked up, looking towards Abigail, but she did her best to stay still and not draw further attention. Madison kept riding, eager to drive herself towards orgasm.

Abigail continued to stare. Her mouth hung open, and her finger trailed against her dampness. She watched on carefully, soaking in every detail as if to savor the moment and burn it into her memory.

Lucas's hands firmly held Madison's waist while her hands rested on his chest as a means to stop herself from completely falling slack. Madison was rolling her hips, grinding against Lucas. She built a steady rhythm. She hummed happily, enjoying the feeling of her boyfriend.

Abigail kept her hands still, instead grinding her hips and humping against her fingers. She followed Madison's speed, barely keeping up with her pace. Her arousal was no longer limited to the dampness she felt through her underwear. Her swollen bud was stiffer than it had ever been. The nerves were raw. She shuddered as her sensitive clit rubbed against the fabric. Abigail craved an even more intense feeling. Against her will, her body undulated into her hand, pressing against it deeply. The pressure was intoxicating, and so were the sensations it spurred.

"I'm gonna come," Madison whimpered to Lucas, "Fuck."

Abigail flinched at the sudden profanity. This would be another slight against Madison, but that was the least of Abigail's worries. Her fingers curled against herself, rubbing against her lips and passing over her clit, pressing hard against it as her hips continued to hump. Her pleasure was a warmth she'd never felt before, and suddenly she felt a fear of freezing. She fed the flames, hesitantly moving her hand under her panties.

Madison moved her hips faster. They bucked wildly against Lucas. Her moans grew desperate, mixing with curt whines. She lifted her body until only Lucas's thick length remained inside her tight hold, then proceeded to slam herself down to take all of him. Her body jolted, reacting to the extreme pleasure of being filled so quickly, and her soft, sweet moans were replaced by drawn-out, needy, low breaths. Abigail wondered just how mind-blowing Lucas's touch must be for Madison to be losing her mind like this. She stared intently, watching how Madison's body moved with his. Lucas's hands clawed into Madison's hips, and he threw his head back into the pillow. A grin formed on his face when Madison lifted herself off him.

Lost in the moment, Abigail dipped a finger into herself and she was shocked at how wet she was. She allowed the digit to stroke her insides and revelled in the new sensation. She brought her free hand to her mouth in hopes of muffling any sounds that may escape her.

Abigail startled when Madison let out a sudden cry; there was no pain to be heard in her outburst, only pleasure. She moved faster, giving in completely to her instincts. Abigail added a second finger, whining to herself as it slowly stretched her untrained muscles out. She wondered if this is what Madison felt with Lucas. Her fingers curled, and she flinched as they passed over a new spot that felt good. She repeated this motion, enjoying the pressure against this newfound pleasure center and the thickness of her two fingers. She felt like a burning flame, but also a dam about to burst.

"Lucas," Madison whined, dropping down to kiss her boyfriend sloppily. She continued moving on him.

Lucas grabbed the back of Madison's hair and tugged it, pulling her mouth off of him. He stared deep into her eyes, chanting, "Come for me. Come for me, baby."

Lucas grabbed Madison by the waist again and began to thrust up into her, meeting her bounces halfway. Their skin collided with a clap, each time punctuated by a moan from Madison, dizzy from the pleasure. The girl could not keep herself up, and she collapsed on top of Lucas, opting instead to kiss him, lick him, or bite him: anything to prove she was not fully tapped out yet.

The boy grinned and continued to move beneath her. He knew what she liked, and would give it to her just how she wanted it. Madison bit at his shoulder, and it helped muffle the moans of her release. The rhythm of their bodies was thunderous, echoing in the room. Lucas sped up, giving her one final push to get her over the edge.

Madison let Lucas work his magic. She was reduced to stagnant, shallow breaths. Her moans muffled into the crook of Lucas's shoulder as she completely spilled over.

It was enough to elicit the same feeling in Abigail. Abigail only had to work her sensitive spot a little more to open the floodgates. Calculated circles turned into furious, needy movements. Abigail bit the top of her comforter, as a means to keep herself quiet. She looked on as Madison rode out her orgasm.

Like a violent wave, Abigail was hit with torrents of pleasure. She drowned in the sensation, and all oxygen left her lungs. Her body felt red-hot, erupting, and giving her access to a new high she had never climbed before. Once her pleasure had completely tapered off, she was overcome by the weight of shame. She pulled her hand out of her underwear. Her fingers were still dripping with her arousal, and her lower lips quivered. She couldn't believe herself.

Madison exhaled sharply after recovering from her own pleasure. She sat back up on Lucas, returning her hands to his chest. She repositioned her legs, planting the soles of her feet firmly on each side of him and moved along his length. Lucas groaned from under her.

"It's your turn," Madison purred. She moved eagerly, wanting to bring him to completion. The boy writhed under her, pulling her down for a desperate kiss. His body jerked, bucking up into Madison's hips. Once Lucas was spent, Madison raised herself off him and collapsed at his side.

Lucas's member was still throbbing, but no longer as hard as it was. The tip of the condom was swollen. Abigail watched on as Madison playfully fiddled with the condom. Even without Lucas's full endowment, the rubber ring held tightly against his girth, requiring Madison to roll it up his length to remove it. The tip of Lucas's cock shone.

Abigail's mouth watered, but she ejected the vulgar thoughts from her imagination, not humoring them or allowing them to linger or ruminate. Guilt ate at her, clawing at her chest and drying up her throat. It was sinful to even think of.

Thou Shalt Not Covet.

Abigail absolutely hated her desires. She was in disbelief that she had fallen for temptation tonight. She turned her body away to face the wall. If she had not dared to watch in the first place, she would not have given in to her desires. She recited a few prayers before her consciousness faded away and hoped God could forgive her.

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"Oh!" Madison exclaimed as Lucas picked her up by surprise. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tightly while his hands gripped her ass, holding her steady as he walked her to her bed. Abigail was in class, so the two of them had the room to themselves. It gave them the perfect window of time for a quick romp. Madison grinned to herself as she wondered what Lucas had in store for her.

Lucas gently set her at the edge of the bed, kneeling before her. His hands were all over her calves, and he leaned forward, pressing his lips against her knees. He kissed all around her legs. Madison loved how eager Lucas was. He was tender, attentive, and generous. He kissed up the top of her thighs, hiking up the hem of Madison's jumper, the newly exposed skin was the perfect place for his palms to rest. His nails gently scratched against her legs, beckoning them apart.

She obliged, throwing her head back. She propped her hands behind her to keep her body up. She grinned as his lips pressed against the inside of her thighs, leaving no skin unkissed. Lucas's hands wrapped around her hips, using them as leverage so he could grab her closer to the edge. His palms moved around to palm her curvaceous ass cheeks and caressed them gently.

Madison's legs spread farther apart, and she scooted closer to him, eager for his talented mouth. His breath was warm against her panties. Her growing wetness practically begged him to take the silky article off. Lucas always took his time. Today was no exception.

He bit the fabric, and his teeth grazed against her. Madison shuddered, moving one hand to the top of Lucas's head. Her fingertips lightly kneaded at his scalp, weaving through his locks.

"Would you ever sleep with anyone else if you were given the chance?" Madison asked him. She looked down, finding that Lucas was already looking up at her. Her breath hitched as he hooked his fingers against the elastic of her waistband.

"Are you that eager to pimp me out?" Lucas grinned as he kissed the inside of her thighs again. This wasn't the first time Madison had asked.

"What if you were just showing the ropes to a beginner?" Madison answered cheekily, to convince him.

"You won't get jealous?" Lucas asked, pulling down her panties.

Madison lifted her hips to help him. Her panties pooled at her ankle. "Can you be stolen from me?"

There was a pause from Lucas. His hands continued to caress her. His eyes stared deep into hers. The glimmer in his eyes and the way his mouth hung open needily spoke to his desperation, desire, and hunger. He needed her. Lucas answered finally before delving deep into her with his mouth. "Of course not."

His tongue pressed against Madison. It sent pleasure through all of Madison's synapses. She brought her hand around to the back of his head, holding him there and pressing him against her. Lucas flattened his tongue and held it against her, making deliberate, slow licks.

Madison loved that he was so in tune with what she wanted. A few moans escaped her lips, sneaking past her pleased smile. He felt so good.

Lucas pulled himself away from Madison, licking his lips and catching his breath. He kissed her clit, locking his lips around it and sucking it gently. "Since you're asking, I imagine you have someone in mind."

"How about Abigail?" Madison said with a labored breath. How did he expect her to have a full conversation when he was doing such a good job of pleasuring her?

"You're a bad influence." Lucas grinned before flicking his tongue against Madison's clit.

Madison feigned offense. "I'm perfectly innocent."

"Yeah, right." Lucas's response is muffled as he presses his mouth against her, pushing his tongue deep into her folds. He breathed deeply through his nose and his tongue masterfully licked wildly, navigating her anatomy, making sure to trace along spots she liked. "You're about as innocent as Abigail."

"She's a good girl," Madison insisted, licking her lips as her mind wandered, focusing on how Lucas made her feel.

"I'm still convinced that she's watched us have sex before. She may not be as deep of a sleeper as you think," Lucas theorized while his thumb rubbed against Madison's clit.

"Don't you like the idea of showing someone so innocent that they want it just the same as anyone else?" Madison said to him.

"Perhaps," Lucas answered nonchalantly. He slid two fingers inside her. She was slick with her own arousal mixed with a copious amount of Lucas's saliva. He curled his fingers, rubbing circles against her walls.

"So you'll try it?" Madison said, gasping. Her hips bucked against him. She wanted this release so badly.

Lucas continued his handiwork while leaning in closer to suck and lick her clit. "Be honest. Who is this for? For me? For Abigail?"

Madison doesn't answer, instead focusing on pleasure points that fired off from all cylinders. Lucas was trying to tease her, holding back on his speed and pressure.

"Or is this for you?" Lucas continued, lifting off of her with a grin before jumping right back. He moaned against her greedily and hungrily, licking at her clit, slurping her down and indulging as if she were his last meal. He thrust his fingers in deeper and even added a third.

Madison shook her head stubbornly, denying his accusation. Her exhale got caught in her throat. Desperately, she panted as a pleasure inside her built up. Her body jerked as he pressed harder against her sensitive spot, electrifying her body.

"I bet you want to corrupt her," Lucas said to her. His words were the only thing that broke up the erratic pattern of his tongue.

"It's just so hot. The idea of her watching us, the fact that she saw just how good you can make me feel." Madison's hands gripped onto Lucas's hair, tugging on it, and holding his head in place while she ground against his tongue. "I want to see her do dirty things. I want her to please you."

Lucas understood her completely. He had no more words for her, but instead poured the rest of his energy into pleasing her. His tongue flicked over her rapidly, faster than before, and he would supplement this by sucking on her clit. His fingers tapped up against her sensitive spot, focusing on hitting it repeatedly.

"Fuck," Madison said abruptly. "Keep going. Just like that."

She clawed against his scalp, and her hips bucked wildly. "I'm gonna come, Lucas."

Lucas nodded in place. His head was held in place by her hands, as well as the thighs that clamped around his ears. He maintained his technique, resolving to keep it up until Madison's pleasure could be released. Lucas moaned against her body, eager to please his girlfriend.

Madison's vision blurred, and the only thing grounding her was the feeling of Lucas's hair tangled around her fingers. His tongue danced on her, and his fingers drove deeper inside.

The pent-up pleasure in her core spilled over. She had no control of her body as she doubled over, clutching Lucas's head and holding him against her. Her hips moved without any structured rhythm, only following the tempo of Lucas's service.

Her senses dulled, and the world went silent and black. If she cried out, moaned, or whimpered, she would not have known. She was so focused on her body and the pleasure that coursed through it. As the tide settled down into a gentle lull, and the waters inside her calmed, she took a deep breath. She panted through a formed smile, and she cursed to herself under her breath.

Madison quickly snatched her blanket and put it over herself, pushing Lucas away when she saw Abigail, wide-eyed, standing in the doorway.

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Today was one of those rare days when class ended early. The lecture was a lot quicker than usual, and there wasn't much material to go over for study exercises. The professor told the class that they could leave whenever they wanted, and Abigail practically ran out the door, instead of staying behind to get a head start on homework.

Today was different. Her mind was in turmoil. Her mind continued to wander, going back to the night she saw Lucas and Madison together. It was a private, personal, and raw moment that she got to see firsthand. Every night, Abigail wondered if a similar scene would play out. She laid awake, hoping the door would open, and the couple would walk in, raring to explore each other's bodies. Occasionally, it would happen, and like clockwork, Abigail would position herself to watch when neither of them was looking.

Abigail hoped Madison's classes were running late or that she would hang out with Lucas afterwards. She wanted the room to herself so she could let her imagination run wild and recall the encounters she held dearest.

Heat built up in the stomach as she walked, and the hallway had never seemed so long. Her excitement grew with each step. Once her door was in sight, she was ready to tear off her bottoms as soon as she entered the room.

But to her surprise, she heard noises on the other side of the door. The sounds were muffled, but it was Madison, without a doubt. In between sensual noises, she heard her roommate utter some words, and a voice would reply. Lucas was with her too.

Abigail's heart jumped in her chest. She should come back later and give them their privacy. She would've still been in class had it been any other day. She meant to turn around and walk away, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she pressed her ear against the door. She listened on, focusing on the noises Lucas drew from Madison, but also eavesdropping on their conversation.

She heard her own name. She couldn't believe that the couple was talking about her amid their passion. Abigail wondered if they were thinking about her, wishing that she were there with them.

She could be there with them. She wanted to be there. She quietly fumbled with her keys, clumsily putting them into the lock and turning it as slowly as possible.

Her hand gripped the doorknob, and she wanted so desperately to turn it. As much as she wanted to watch again to indulge her curiosity, she continued listening as Madison's moans picked up until they grew louder and drowned out any logical thought Abigail held onto. Abigail was familiar with the specific sounds. Lucas was making her come.

Abigail twisted the doorknob. The door opened slowly and quietly. Lucas's back was to her, so he didn't notice her entrance, and Madison was riding the waves of her pleasure, clutching against her boyfriend. Abigail watched on, and the fleeting moments felt like hours with the way time stood still.

She watched her roommate panic as her orgasm subsided. She drove to cover herself, pushed Lucas away from her, and profusely apologized.

"Oh, Abigail—you're out of class early. I had no idea. I'm so sorry. We can get out of here." Madison scrambled around reaching for the pair of panties dangling at her ankle, and rushed to put them back on. She hurried to her feet and pulled Lucas up off his knees.

The boy was processing everything in real time, though his face was an amalgamation of smugness in his grin and remorse in his brows. His mouth was dripping with Madison's juices.

Abigail shut the door behind her and leaned against it, acting as a barrier between them and their exit.

"I'm sorry, Abigail," Madison apologized again, ducking her head in embarrassment. She was genuinely sorry. Even if she had no idea that Abigail didn't mind at all.

Abigail spoke softly, with a smile, hoping to reassure her roommate. "It's okay. I should've probably knocked."

Madison looked at Abigail with a curious expression, and Lucas looked between the two girls. There was a tense silence between everyone as if each party was waiting to see who would make a move or speak first.

"I want to learn more," Abigail said, breaking the silence between the three. She fixed her glasses, pushing them up. "About sex…"

Her fists clenched, and she felt herself cringe. How pathetic must she sound right now? But she looked up at the couple, and was instead met with welcome responses. The corners of Lucas's lips curled up, and Madison's eyes sparkled.

The roommate excitedly got closer, putting her face near Abigail's. "Are you serious?"

Abigail nodded reluctantly, not daring to look the others in the eyes.

Madison was all smiles. She grabbed Abigail by the wrist and guided her across the room towards her bed. She placed a hand on Lucas's chest, gently pushing him. It was a silent request for him to sit down. Lucas followed her lead, and Madison got down on her knees in front of him.

She tugged on Abigail's arm, beckoning her to join her on the ground. Hesitantly, Abigail knelt. Excitement in her chest was a firework, exploding bright and tingly, while the feeling in her stomach was a fire, steadily rising, stoked as the uncertainty excited her.

Abigail looked up at Lucas, who was focused on Madison. He watched her every moment closely. It was clear he cared deeply for her. Perhaps that was one reason their sexual chemistry was so good. Her attention turned towards Madison, who caressed the top of Lucas's thigh. Madison leaned in closer to Abigail, until Abigail felt a tickle in her ear. Her roommate's lips were mere inches away.

"Are you ready?" Madison whispered, and Abigail nodded slowly. "Do you want me to take the lead and guide you? Or do you want to try?"

"I…wouldn't know where to start," Abigail said self-consciously, staring down at her lap. She focused on the red skirt of her jumper and where the hem met her black tights. Her lower lips quivered, and she clenched her legs together in an attempt to extinguish the feeling.

"Do what feels natural," Madison told her confidently, gently taking Abigail's hands and setting them on Lucas's belt buckle. Madison grinned. "Here's a good place to start."

Abigail gulped down any reservations she had and pawed at Lucas's belt. Her wrist grazed the sizable bulge in his slacks, and she apologized quietly. Lucas responded immediately with reassurance.

Her mouth felt thirsty and dry as she stared at the bulge. Her palm rubbed against it, and she looked up at Lucas. He nodded towards her, and Madison encouraged Abigail to move further. Abigail clutched at the belt and loosened it. Her finger hooked against the waist of Lucas's pants, and she struggled to undo the button.

After a deep breath, she concentrated, moving closer for a better look and successfully undid his pants. She shifted her focus to the zipper, pulling it down with ease. The bulge was less constricted by the pants, and only his boxer briefs stood in the way. Abigail sought first to get rid of the pants, sliding them down his legs.

His size was barely constrained by his boxers. The material was stretchy, but still clung around him. The contour was still as beautiful as she remembered. Her fingers pinched at his waistband and pulled down slightly, revealing his cock head. She looked in awe.

Lucas sat up as a way to quietly assure her that he was okay and that she was good to continue. Abigail pulled down his underwear, and her mouth hung open. Now that she could see him up close and personal. The skin was smooth, adorned with throbbing veins all around. It was a hair darker than the color of his skin. The tip bulged, throbbing as his cock flexed, bouncing in front of her face.

Her hand wrapped around his base. It was so warm against her palm and fingers. Her fingers barely made contact around his girth. Abigail dared to move her hand up and down, keeping a firm hold on him, and letting her hand travel along his shaft. Lucas's breath paused for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled upwards.

Madison swiftly removed Abigail's hand. Abigail looked towards her roommate, confused, wondering if she was doing something wrong or if she had crossed a line she shouldn't have.

"Guys like it when it's a little wet. Don't be afraid to get a little messy." Madison handled Abigail's hand gently, uncurling the girl's fingers and revealing her palm, pointing it up. Madison swirled her tongue in her mouth, letting saliva pool and gather. She parted her lips, letting her spit drip onto Abigail's palm.

She guided her roommate's hand back to Lucas's eager cock and put it around him. "Try now."

To Abigail's surprise, her hand glided over Lucas much easier now his cock was slick with Madison's spit, and the lack of friction made it so much easier for her hand to move back and forth along his length.

Madison smiled as she watched, reaching behind Lucas to fondle his ass.

Abigail looked over at Madison, then looked back at Lucas's member. "Can I…can I taste it?"

Madison offered her a toothy grin and an ecstatic nod of approval. "Let's ease you into it. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

Abigail followed her instructions, exactly as told. Her hands waited patiently, folded in her lap. She looked up at Lucas, who was having a good time, but found that Madison was very into allowing her to try these new things.

Madison wrapped her hand around Lucas, tapping his cock against Abigail's wide, flattened tongue. She could tell the girl got a taste of pre-cum when she recoiled away. Despite the surprise at first, Abigail returned to her position, keeping her tongue out. Madison, pleased with Abigail's resolve, instructed her further: "Think of it like a lollipop. Suck and lick around the outside."

She watched as Abigail immediately did as told. She nervously licked the underside of the tip before swirling her tongue around the head. She licked her lips. Abigail's mouth parted and wrapped around Lucas's tip. Madison spat on her own palm, and stroked Lucas for a bit, giving him a double dose of pleasure.

Lucas was very reactive to the two of them. He panted in place as Madison stroked him, and his body jolted when Abigail licked faster. Madison removed her hand, and she watched in delight when Abigail grabbed hold of Lucas's cock and stroked as she sucked.

"You look like a natural," Madison praised, leaning against the bed to enjoy the show.

"Really?" Abigail asked with her mouth full. Madison petted the back of Abigail's head, gently resting her hands on the girl's nape. She showed her roommate how to twist her hand and make Lucas feel extra good. Abigail was receptive to the new info. She was a fast learner.

"Why don't you try to take more of him into your mouth?" Madison suggested anxiously waiting for her roommate's reaction. Abigail agreed to try moving her lips further down Lucas's shaft. Madison cheered her on. "That's it…just like that. Try to relax your jaw."

Abigail's progress was slow. She tried her best. She could only manage to get an extra inch or so into her mouth before she would have to pull away to breathe. When she was too eager, she would take more than she was prepared for, only to turn away and gag.

Madison rubbed Abigail's back. "You don't have to force it. You're doing great already. Why don't you relax for a bit? I wanna suck my boyfriend's cock."

Madison licked her lips. She was so turned on watching Abigail pleasure Lucas, but she was glad that it was her turn. Lucas was still slick with Abigail's saliva. Madison took him in as far as she could. It was certainly more than Abigail, but she had much longer to practice and get the hang of it. Her hands rested on his buttocks for leverage, and she held him in place as she allowed him further into her eager mouth. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat, and her lips locked against his base. Madison's tongue swirled along the bottom of Lucas's shaft.

She gave him more of this, and he panted for her. The way he groaned was a sign. She was doing her job, and she was doing it well.

"Madison," he said aloud, "I'm gonna–"

Madison took Lucas out of her mouth and watched as his cock throbbed, bouncing in front of her. He looked disappointed, but hopeful that she would continue. Madison beckoned for Abigail to take her place. She cooed, "Your turn."

Abigail went right to stroking to get Lucas going again. Eagerly, she put Lucas back into her mouth, sucking passionately. She was more determined than before. She felt inspired by Madison. She wanted to please him the way Madison did.

Abigail heard Madison move to sit behind her. She felt hands on her waist. It was a tender and encouraging hold. "You look so pretty sucking his cock."

Abigail's mouth was full, so she couldn't respond properly, offering only a low, muffled moan. She bobbed her head on Lucas's cock, slobbering as she took him in deeper than before.

Her roommate's hands traveled up along her torso, fondling and caressing Abigail's breasts. Abigail did not object, instead shuddering in place and moaning lightly. She continued to pleasure him, spit dripping out of the corners of her mouth.

Madison addressed her boyfriend, "Baby, you tell us when you're about to come, okay? Remember, she's new to this. No surprises."

Lucas nodded in agreement. His eyes opened, looking down to meet Abigail's. She had no idea how to interpret his expression, focusing instead on how he throbbed inside her mouth.

Abigail felt lips against her nape. Madison kissed it softly while her hands continued to fondle Abigail's chest. Each breath against her neck was electrifying. She loved the way Madison touched her.

"You're doing so well," Madison whispered.

Lucas announced his climax approaching, and Abigail's heart pounded in her chest. Madison instructed Abigail to pull her hand away and to stop sucking, and Abigail, through her confusion, listened to the directions.

She watched as Lucas's hand desperately grabbed his cock, only to be swatted away by Madison, who pinned both hands onto the edge of the bed, leaving him to writhe while his need went unfulfilled.

"I can't hold back anymore," he begged through gritted teeth.

"Open wide, Abigail," Madison purred with a grin. "This is the fun part."

Abigail moaned, flinching from the tickle in her ear from Madison's breath. She felt Madison's hand on her chin. It pulled her jaw down and angled her head up towards Lucas. Abigail eyed her roommate with concern, but Madison assured it would be okay.

Madison's hands returned to Abigail's breasts. She held them in her hands, holding them firmly and kneading them. Abigail's nipples hardened at the touch. She wished she could be rid of her clothes and feel Madison's hands on her skin.

Lucas's nails dug into the mattress and clutched the sheets as he spilled over the two girls. White hot release sprayed out, forcefully shooting Abigail square in the face, hitting her glasses and obscuring her vision. The barrage continued with one blast grazing Abigail's cheek and another stretching from the bridge of Madison's nose up to her forehead. Lucas gasped. The last of the powerful spurts landed on Abigail's uniform, dirtying her chest with a pool of white seed.

As Lucas's pleasure settled, the last of his release dribbled out, leaking down his shaft. Madison prompted Abigail to take Lucas into her mouth again, telling her, "Don't waste a single drop. You worked hard for it."

Abigail eagerly grabbed Lucas's throbbing cock. He twitched as she put her tongue to the bottom of the shaft. Abigail lapped him up greedily. She was determined to clean him well, even sucking the head for good measure.

Lucas's body jerked, and Abigail released him. Lucas's essence in her mouth was so warm. It pooled on her tongue, sporting a texture she didn't expect. Abigail pursed her lips and gulped down the treat. Pleased with herself, she smiled, smitten by the saltiness that lingered on her lips and taste buds.

"You did amazing for your first time," Madison congratulated her roommate. She leaned in closer, licking a glob of cum that decorated Abigail's cheek.

Abigail tilted her head and leaned into the touch, allowing Madison to do what she pleased. She looked over at her roommate. Madison's lips were coated in what she'd licked off of Abigail's face while her eyes were locked onto Abigail's mouth. Madison puckered up and locked her lips against Abigail, who moaned at the sudden contact. Her lips were plump, swollen from sucking, and they felt so soft against Abigail's. Is this what a kiss was? Their tongues met, swirling and sharing the taste.

Abigail, mind dizzy from pleasure, stayed kneeling as Madison stood before her. A finger tilted Abigail's chin up to look up at her roommate. Abigail's core was burning up. Her legs quivered and her folds dripped. Her hands came together, as if in prayer, and quiet begging dripped from her mouth in the form of "please" and "more."

Abigail could ask for forgiveness during confession on Saturday.