The touchdown of the wheels on the tarmac immediately brought a smile to my face. It felt like coming home after twenty-five years. We had been invited back to Josh’s Alma Mater where he had been chosen to receive an honorary doctorate and asked to give the commencement address. Tied in with the graduation festivities would be his twenty-five-year class reunion.

We were both excited to reconnect with old friends and visit some of our favourite spots, reliving the “good ole days.” We collected our luggage and took a cab to the university campus. The school had arranged for us to stay at the apartment residence that we had lived in while we were students. Upon our arrival at the front desk, I asked if our old apartment 323 was available. We were in luck!

Walking down the hallway was like walking down memory lane. We fondly remembered friends who had lived behind the doors we passed, parties we had attended, and mischief we had gotten into. When we reached our door and slipped the key in the lock, the door across from ours opened.

“What took you so long? I’ve been waiting for you!” Carla said with a big grin, her arms open wide.

“Carla!” Josh and I exclaimed together as we stepped into her arms for a group hug. Carla had lived in the apartment across the hall from us and graduated with Josh. She was back for the reunion. I noticed the bulge in his pants as he held her a little too long.

I could understand the attraction. Carla was rather tall - about 5’10” with long, curly, natural blonde hair, sparking blue eyes, and a dazzling smile. She instantly lit up every room she entered. People were automatically drawn to her outgoing personality. And then there was her body. She had what could be best described as a buxom figure - soft, curvy and feminine.

Josh had always had a crush on Carla. They had kept in contact over the years, and she had come to visit us a few times. She had married shortly after graduation and had two children, but now found herself divorced and an empty nester. She exuded an “available” vibe.

After her last visit with us a couple of years ago, I asked Josh about his feelings for Carla. He admitted to finding her very attractive, and wondering what it would be like to have sex with her. In fact, one of his fantasies was to have sex with both of us in a threesome. I was not opposed to the idea. Actually, truth be told, I was very turned on by it.

So when I knew that we would be seeing Carla at the reunion, I broached the subject with her. Much to my surprise, she loved the idea. We made a plan together to surprise Josh and bring his fantasy to life. Keeping this little secret was very exciting, and my body was trembling as Carla and I exchanged a knowing smile.

“Why don’t you let us get settled in and freshen up, then come and join us for a glass of wine?” I suggested to Carla.

“I’ll be over in a few minutes,” she said with a wink as she retreated into her apartment.

True to her word, about thirty minutes later, Carla arrived with a bottle of wine and three glasses. I helped her open the bottle and pour the wine. As Josh sat in his chair watching us, his cock sprang to life. He was a self-proclaimed boob man. My natural DD breasts with their large dark rose areolas and nipples had always been his favourite part of my body. Standing side by side, Carla’s breasts were even larger. Josh was in heaven!

Carla was four inches taller than me, and had a larger frame, but she was well proportioned, with sexy long legs. My brown, shoulder-length hair and emerald green eyes were a stark contrast to Carla’s, but every bit as attractive. As we stood at the counter with our backs to Josh, he watched the subtle sway of our hips, the jiggle of our asses. My ass was more heart-shaped than Carla’s and Josh loved thinking of his cock laying along my crack.

We brought the glasses of wine over along with a plate of cheese and crackers. Carla sat on the sofa across from Josh, who was trying to hide his erection with a pillow, and I sat on her other side. We toasted to our reunion and took a sip, setting our glasses on the coffee table.

Josh’s eyes were fixed on Carla as she turned towards me. She took the back of her fingers and ran them along my jawline, down my neck, and down my chest, grazing over the tips of my breasts, causing him to shift more uncomfortably in his chair.

Noticing his reaction, Carla felt emboldened. She unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders, leaving me in my lilac T-shirt bra. In retaliation, I let my fingers unbutton Carla’s blouse. I heard Josh gasp as he got his first sight of her big breasts in her black satin bra, her nipples straining against the silky fabric.

My fingers found the top of the delicate cups and pulled the material down, exposing the puffy, pale pink nipples underneath. I leaned forward, tracing one of her hardened peaks with my tongue before closing my lips around it and beginning to suck.

“Holy fuck, Meg!” Josh growled as his hands worked at freeing his cock. He was so hard I could see him throbbing.

“You like?” I asked as I let Carla’s nipple pop out of my mouth.

“Hell yeah! Don’t stop.”

Carla’s hands had by now freed my large breasts from their bra. Her fingers pulled and twisted my hard nipples, eliciting soft moans from me. I returned my mouth to her other nipple, licking and flicking it, before sucking it in.

Josh couldn’t wait any longer - he stood and stripped off his clothes before coming and pulling Carla and me to our feet. We soon followed his lead and finally, we were all naked. He reached out a hand to each of us, cupping a breast.

I leaned in and whispered in his ear, “Take her. She’s all yours. Live out your fantasy!”

He searched my eyes for verification. I nodded my head and winked at him, then took his cock and lined him up with Carla’s slit, rubbing it through her slick folds. He groaned as I instructed Carla to bend over the sofa, then guided his cock deep into her welcoming pussy.

As he began to thrust into her, I laid on the sofa under her swinging tits, one hand pulling and twisting her nipples as my mouth sucked the other one. The only sounds in the room were those of Josh’s balls slamming into her ass, and Carla’s heavy, panting gasps and moans…until the fire alarm started beeping.

It took a while for us to notice the beeps. It wasn’t the standard scream that meant to get out, but a series of three beeps followed by a few seconds of silence. We ignored it, and Josh kept thrusting into Carla until he reached his explosive release, collapsing on her back, and wrapping his arms around her as he kissed the back of her neck.

We were startled by a pounding knock at the door, followed by the call, “Fire department!”

We scrambled. I grabbed Josh’s white button-down shirt and threw it over my shoulders, while Josh and Carla pulled a blanket over themselves and sat on the sofa.

I don’t know who was more surprised when I opened the door, him or me. I looked up into the blue eyes of a handsome firefighter. He was cleanly shaven, and judging by his eyebrows, he had dark hair, although it was hidden by his helmet. He was wearing his turnout gear, which smelled of smoke and sweat - an incredibly masculine scent.

He looked shocked to see me standing there only in a shirt, the open buttons giving him a glance of what lay beneath. I could see his eyes move past me then, taking in the pile of discarded clothes before seeing Josh and Carla sitting on the sofa. He turned bright red, then cleared his throat awkwardly as he processed what he had just interrupted.

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but I need to check the unit for any signs of smoke,” he said apologetically.

“Of course. Come on in. I’m Meg,”I said as I stood aside to let him enter. The movement made my shirt open, giving him a peek at my breasts. I caught him looking and smiled knowingly at him.

“Nice to meet you, Meg. I’m Brad,” he said. There was a nervous tremor in his voice as he explained what he was looking for while he methodically went through the apartment.

Finding no source of smoke, Brad was able to manually reset the fire alarm. He grabbed a chair to stand on to reach the ceiling. I stood right in front of the chair, letting him look down my shirt. The added bonus was that I was eye-level with his crotch. While it was hard to tell for sure behind the thick gear, I could swear there was a noticeable bulge.

I couldn’t resist. I reached my hand out and grazed along the front of his pants. He froze and stared down at me. I pulled my shirt open and let him see my breasts. Carla giggled at his reaction and pulled the blanket down, exposing herself to him too.

Brad reset the alarm and climbed off the chair. I slid my shirt off my shoulders, standing there naked before him, his eyes drinking me in.

“Care to join us?” I asked him.

“I really should be getting to the next unit. I’m on the job,” Brad replied.

“Then take your coffee break,” I told him, as I started to undo his jacket. I wasn’t taking “no” for an answer.

Brad thought about leaving but quickly decided that he wasn’t going to pass up this opportunity. He expertly slipped out of his gear, placed his helmet on the table, and stood there in just his underwear, his cock trying desperately to escape it. Carla and I both groaned in appreciation of his powerfully toned body.

I reached out my hand to rub my fingers over the hard bulge. Brad’s breath caught in his throat. I looked up into his eyes and bit my lip as my fingers eased his underwear down, letting his large, hard, circumcised cock spring free. I dropped to my knees, letting my tongue explore him, taste him. Likewise, Carla dropped to her knees in front of Josh and began to suck his cock.

Wrapping his fingers in my hair, Brad took control of my movements on his cock. My teeth grazed his shaft because he was so thick. He began thrusting his cock down my throat, gagging me. I moaned deeply, sending vibrations through his core.

Stopping before he reached his climax, Brad pulled me over to the sofa, placing me on my knees, and sinking his hard cock into my wet, welcoming pussy. Josh followed suit and had Carla do the same, the two of us side by side on our knees, being taken. Brad’s hand held my hips as he plunged deeper and deeper into me. I could feel my walls stretching around him.

I reached one hand between my legs and began to rub my clit, my fingers grazing along Brad’s shaft as he slid in and out, I could feel the contractions of my muscles as my orgasm drew near. I could feel Brad’s cock swelling inside of me as his eruption was imminent. I could tell from Josh’s breathing that he was getting close to filling Carla too.

Josh quickly emptied his balls into Carla, then came around to the end of the sofa, shoving his cock into my mouth. Tasting the unfamiliar flavour on Josh’s familiar cock was exciting. I licked him and sucked him tenderly, making his uncircumcised cock once again harden. Feeling the way my pussy reacted to tasting Josh’s cock in my mouth drove Brad over the edge. Spurt after spurt of his hot cum sprayed into me, while I shuddered and convulsed in my orgasm.

When Brad withdrew from me, a large glob of cum leaked out of my pussy. Carla wiped it up with her finger and tasted it, before going back for more to offer to Josh. He was invigorated by this and moved behind me to reclaim me. Meanwhile, Carla had Brad move to her side of the sofa so she could clean him off, just as I had done to Josh.

“Your pussy is all stretched,” Josh said to me as he pumped his cock deeper into my pussy. I moaned and looked over at Brad. He left Carla and came over to me, watching as I swallowed his cock. Carla sat beside me and played with my rock-hard nipples.

“I think you two need to DP Meg,” Carla said with a big smile. “She’s ready for it.”

“Would you like that?” Josh asked me. I nodded my head. Yes.

Carla stood up and had Brad sit on the couch. She once again took his cock in her mouth, letting her saliva coat him. Then she brought me over and sat me down on his lap, my back to him, slowly letting his big cock slide deeper into my ass, inch by inch as I adjusted to his girth. When I was fully impaled, Brad began to slowly move in and out, sending ripples of pleasure through me.

Then she led Josh to kneel in front of me, his cock positioned at my entrance, my wetness coating him. With a gentle thrust, he entered me. My breath caught with all these new sensations I was feeling with two cocks filling me and rubbing against each other through my thin membranes. My heart raced. My whole body was alive and hungry for more.

Carla knelt beside Josh and captured my nipple in her mouth while feeding my other nipple into Josh’s mouth. The pleasure was overwhelming for me, and I surrendered to wave after wave of ecstasy. My body shook uncontrollably, overwhelmed by what was happening.

The sensation of my body clenching around them pushed both Brad and Josh to their own orgasms. We sat motionless as we struggled for air, our bodies crying out for oxygen. Finally, Josh slid out of me and collapsed with Carla. My legs were too weak to move so I remained impaled on Brad’s cock, which stayed remarkably hard.

The sound of Brad’s radio going off requesting his location ended our blissful reverie. He slid out of me and went to his gear, speaking into the radio, “Unit 323 all clear. Over.”

He silently pulled on his underwear, put his gear back on, grabbed his helmet, placed it on his head, and headed toward the door.

Forcing my legs to work against their will, I followed him to the door. He leaned down to kiss me before slipping out the door and disappearing down the hall. I closed my eyes and leaned against the door, smiling as I felt his cum dripping out of my ass and trickling down my leg.