My friend Sarah had gotten married very early. She was 19 and her husband was 21. They had become pregnant and were pushed into an unhappy marriage. She had the child, he had his girlfriends, and she would occasionally turn up at my house, or one of our mutual friend's homes, at 2am with bruises and cuts.

I never liked the kid, nor did any of my friends that were also friends with Sarah. She would never allow us to seek vengence for her, however. She forbid it. She would deal with the hand that fate dealt her, alone, and seek shelter from time to time when things became too much.

My roommate Aaron and I were home on a winter night, watching tv, drinking coffee brandy and milk (which is all we could afford during this time in our lives). A knock on our door and Sarah came in with a big smile on her face. Where is the little one? Mom's. Where is the asshole? The smile flickered a little. He's "hunting" for the week. This meant that he was shacked up with someone else.

I had been attracted to Sarah forever. She was short, long red hair, small figured, an infectous smile to go along with her big brown eyes. Sexy in a not so obvious way. Never once had I made an attempt to do anything about my attraction to her. I met her after she met the asshole, and friends it was.

Sarah was bored, there wasn't anyone at the pub where our friends go as everyone was broke, can she hang out with us? We made her a very stiff drink and we all sat back, laughing, drinking, watching TV, having a good time.

Our couch was a piece of shit that was uncomfortable to be on for a long period of time. We bought it at a yard sale. One person on it, no problem. Two was puushing it a little. Three? Forget it. One person had to rotate to the floor.

I had a tiny single bed that was useless for watching TV on. My roomie had a king size water bed and a tv in his room, so off we went into his room. Sarah was back to me, facing Aaron, and Aaron was facing her. By now we are three hours and a bottle and a half of brandy into the night.

We started talking about sex and how often, or not often, we get it. Aaron had broken up with someone six months earlier and hadn't met anyone in that time. Sarah joked that there was a lot of sex going on in her marriage, it just wasn't her getting any of it. Aaron then made a comment about he would be happy with just feeling a tit again, he didn't even need to have sex at this point.

I laughed and reached over Sarah, grabbing A's hand. "Aaron" I said, "this is a tit." Putting it on Sarah's breast. Sarah laughed, cupping A's hand and mock moaning "God yes, do it!" We all chuckled, but she didn't move her hand from his - this leaving it on her tit. Her body was semi twisted towards me, her head facing me. Aaron took one of my hands and put it on her other breasts, telling me "this is s tit." We all laughed again, this time a little softer. I started to kiss Sarah's neck and she leaned forward kissing Aaron deeply and with a lot of passion. It started just like that.

It didn't take long for clothes to come off. Sarah took off her shirt and bra and pulled Aaron's off as well. I slid the shorts I wearing off, along with my own shirt, kissing Sarah's back and running my hands over her breasts and nipples as she kissed Aaron deeply. I reached around Sarah from behind, unbuttoned her jeans, and hooked my fingers into her waist band. I slid her pants and panties off at the same time.

Aaron got up and went into the bathroom. Sarah and I were naked and I rolled her onto her back, taking stock of her perfect little petite body. Without so much as a kiss, I slid into her pussy, putting my hands under her ass, raising her hips. We kissed as I slid in and out of her pussy, her hips arched giving me a view of the fire red-blondish pubic hair and my cock sliding in and out, her thick pussy lips pulling me in and seemingly expelling me.

Aaron came back into the room wearing only boxers and laughed "that didn't take you two long." Sarah motioned him over, reaching into his boxers and pulling out his cock. I was amazed at the sight of his cock, it was an exact replica of mine. I literally couldn't see a difference as she sucked him, taking him into her mouth. While she sucked him slowly, she slid his boxers down and he kicked them off. I pulled out of her, rolling her onto her knees, her ass up in the air, allowing Aaron room to get onto the bed with us. I guided my cock into her from behind as she re-took Aaron with her mouth.

Aaron, who didn't have a ton of experience with girls, was staring at me wide eyed with a look of shock. I playfully slapped Sarah's ass which produced a surprised squeel. Aaron nervously laughed and said to never do that again when something so important (his cock) in her mouth.

I started to take control, talking to her, asking if she liked it? Did she like having two cocks? She wanted to feel Aaron in her, didn't she? She moaned that she did, and Aaron and I switched places.

Our bodies spun about into the night. Me on top of Sarah while her head was side ways taking Aaron in to her mouth, Aaron behind her while she sucked me, Sarah riding Aaron while I watched and slowly stroked myself. Sarah laying between us, one hand on me and the other on Aaron, while he and I each shared a breast and our fingers traveled between her legs.

Sarah rolled Aaron onto his back, mounting him again. Sitting straight up, riding his cock, me behind her, my hands between her legs and playing with her clit. Sarah leaned forward, pressing herself against Aaron, slowly riding his cock. His hands on her tits. I started rubbing the area around her pussy, with his cock sliding in and out, getting it wetter. Positioning myself behind her, I put my cock on the opening of her asshole and started to slowly put pressure. Reaching behind herself with one hand, Sarah put a hand on my chest and whispered to go slow, go really slow.

After a couple minutes I had my cock inside Sarah's ass and Aaron and I both fucked her. He would slide his cock out as I pushed mine in, and so on. Aaron started to grunt a little louder and Sarah asked him if he's going to cum. He didn't say anything, just gripped her hips hard and started trusting harder and harder. Sarah was moaning "oh my God, he's cuming in me, do it, cum in me." Her excitement of having brought Aaron to orgasm pushed me over the edge as well as I came inside her ass. Sarah's face was twisted, our tongues dancing, she was asking me if her ass felt good, was it her asshole that made me cum, and all I could muster up was yes over and over.

We fell into a pile and layed, breathing deeping. I could see between her legs, watching the mixture of my cum and Aaron's leaking from her pussy. She later told me and Aaron that her husband hadn't had sex with her in over a year and told her that she was like "fucking a warm glass of water now." Was was so self conscience of how she felt to someone else.

I woke up to the sounds of moaning in the shower and walked down the hall, Aaron and Sarah were going at it in the shower. They came out and I kidded that it wasn't fair and Sarah looked at me and said she was way too sore to have any one else in her.

We never spoke of that night again (Sarah and I), but I suspect that she and Aaron engaged in an affair that lasted quite a while.