Loading...Was it true? Did it really happen? Everyone always wants to know, don’t they? It makes it hotter, doesn’t it, to know that it really happened. I guess because they think if it actually happened to someone then it could happen to them, too. Well, it can. That’s all I’m gonna say about my last story. It can happen to you, too, if you want it to happen.
This story happened, too, as a result of that first time messing around with my friends, Andy, Brett and Cory. I had each of them wrapped around my finger. And they didn’t even know it! They thought they could get the better of me. Especially Andy, who was the only one I did not fuck last time. Only one of them was supposed to, but I couldn’t resist Cory. And if there was a “next time”, I wouldn’t be able to resist Andy, either.
I knew there would be a next time, though. After all, I controlled things, didn’t I? It’s not like any of those boys could determine if I’d get naked for them again, was there? I fucking loved it! The power of my pussy!
The next day at work I did the best I could to act nonchalant. I did not want any of the guys to feel awkward around me, even though Andy did mention he knew he was the odd one out. We went to lunch that day as usual and things appeared normal. At least for the moment. The next day was Friday and I asked them if they wanted to go to happy hour after work on Friday night. Cory had to make sure it was okay with his bitch girlfriend but the other two said all right. My plans would not work with just two of them. And I knew they were wondering what I had planned this time.
On Friday night sitting at our normal booth at the bar, Andy handed me a sheet of paper. Before I could open and read it, he said that him and Cory and Brett got together and jotted down some questions of their own. Could I win something? I asked coyly. No, but it would be fun answering their questions, I was told. Yeah, fun for who?
I slowly opened the sheet of paper and read each question. As I read each question, I pretended to get more agitated and upset. In truth, it was making me hot!!! Here is what I read on that sheet of paper verbatim:
1. What are your measurements anyway?
2. At what age did you lose your virginity?
3. We know your favorite position. What’s your second most favorite?
4. When you check out guys, what do you check out first (and don’t say eyes!)? What do you check out on girls (we know all you girls do that, even you Sharon!)
5. Have you watched pornos right before, during or after sex? Do you like it? Own any?
6. Handcuffs? (yea or nay)
7. Have you ever flashed anyone your tits or if not, would you ever? What about a wet t-shirt contest?
8. Do you own a dildo or vibrator? If so, how often do you use it or masturbate?
9. Ever been with another woman? If not, curious?
10. Have you ever been DP’d or would you ever? Would you consider it a fantasy?
11. If you were blindfolded and someone was going down on you and you were enjoying it, best ever, and then you took off the blindfold and found out it was another woman, how would you react?
12. What’s the sexiest lingerie you own? (assuming you own any!)
Now we had only been at the bar for under fifteen minutes. I was on my second beer but after I read those questions, it gave me an idea. First, I pretended I was pissed. What the fuck guys? Am I your plaything now? To do or treat in any manner that you wish? I suppose you all don’t respect me now, who knows, maybe you never did!!
I even pretended like I was about to cry and told them I was going home. Brett and especially Cory were trying to apologize and wanted me to stay. Andy, who’d given me the sheet, was stunned. He didn’t know what was going on. But I was out of there. In my car driving home I was running my hand between my legs and over my jeans. Fact was, I could not wait to answer their questions.
After I was home for a half hour and prepared some things, I called Brett on his cell phone. Luckily he answered! They were still at the bar. Geez, maybe they did not feel bad at all for real. But I was too horny to turn back on my new plan. I told him to get his ass and the other two, too, to my apartment. They could not be there soon enough! I wanted to discuss some things.
My original plan for that evening was not too original. Get everyone nice and drunk before making our way back to my apartment and then suggest strip poker. I wanted to fuck each one of them tonight, starting with Andy and his monster cock! But now their list of questions was going to be the focal point of our evening! And I was going to be in control of everything, not them.
I opened the door and was wearing those same tight jeans I did when I first wowed them. Underneath it was a simple black thong. My shirt was white and equally tight. With my bra on, the shirt was so thin that you could make out the design on my bra. I also put just a little make-up on. Upon seeing me, all the guys seemed to relax a bit. They might have thought I was going to bitch them out, but the way I was dressed did not leave much to imagination. How we’d get there would be another thing completely!
I told them to all sit down and they did so, each of them in the same spot as the last time we all convened for our little “Q & A” session.
So you want to know my measurements, huh? I think they only wanted to know my bra size and I asked them if that was true. Fuck yeah, they said in unison.
So I turned around away from them and lifted my shirt above my bra. Reaching behind I unsnapped it and let it fall off me. I covered my tits with my one arm as best I could before I put my shirt back down and turned back to face the guys. I threw my bra to Andy and said “Okay, see for yourself.” For comfort I wore 38D but when I wanted my tits to stick up and out, I wore a 36, which is what was on the tag of the bra I threw his way. When Andy announced it to Brett and Cory, there was a consensus of “I knew its” around the room. Stupid horny boys! I was a 38D and they were all patting themselves on the back because they thought they were right that I was a 36D.
Then I noticed all of them staring at my chest. After all, it was a thin and tight white shirt and my bra was off. My nipples could not hide my excitement, nor did I want them to. Even I could not resist looking down at my tits every so often. I was getting a kick out of watching the guys’ reaction to them.
Onto the next question. I lost my virginity at eighteen. I told them how it happened, too. It was senior prom. I was a bit of tom-boy and as such, even though I always had big boobs, I either did not want or always have a boyfriend. My senior prom was a fix-up provided by my friends. He was the neighbor of one of my friends. I had met him once or twice but did not remember much what he looked like. I remembered at the time not really caring I was being fixed up. I wanted to go to the dance because all of my friends were and at the time, it was an occasion to drink. And drink I did. I was so drunk I had no clue I was being tricked into having sex. But I did want to; I just wish I could remember more about it. I do remember him spending an awful lot of time with my tits, though. And he turned out to be my first serious boyfriend. We dated for a year and a half!
The next question was about sexual positions. I like them all, I told them. They already knew my favorite was doggy-style. I knew a lot of girls who liked it that way best. It made us feel dominated and dirty and how much dirtier can you get than having sex. But when I wanted to control things and feel like I was in charge, there was no better position to be in than on top. Besides, I liked when my tits were played with, whether it was by me or the guy I was fucking, and I loved the look on his eyes when my tits hung from my chest. Sometimes I would have to practically grab the guy by his wrists and put his hands on them. I could never understand why a guy would practically be mauling my tits with his hand under a sweater or shirt with my bra on or off and then when I was topless and my tits were right out there for the taking, they would simply look at them and not even touch them for fear they might break or something.
I had to laugh at the next question. Not the first part but the second part. I knew they wanted to know if I was bi-curious even though I had already debunked that theory. I do look at other girls’ tits, okay? And why not. Mine are bigger and I’m sure probably nicer than most others. When I do see a girl who has bigger tits than me, she’s usually heavier. And if a girl has big tits like me and a slimmer waist and smaller butt, more power to her. Hell, the boobs are probably fake anyway. I’m proud of my chest and never miss an opportunity to stack it up against others. As far as guys, I told them I look at their chest and arms. If guys are going to look at me that way, then right back at them. Besides, looking down at their package is a little too obvious. Of course, when they turn around, don’t think for a minute I’m looking at their shoulders and back. Then I’m checking out their ass!!!
For the next question, I turn it back on them. I want to know from each of them if they have actually ever watched a porno with a girl and if so, how did it turn it out. Andy was the first to say he has, which didn’t surprise me. He even boasted that one girl he was with made him promise to do everything to her that was done in the movie. Cory told all of us that he, too, watched a porn movie with a girl back in college but although he wanted to get busy after only ten minutes into it, she made him wait until it was over and then turned the TV off and next the lights before they got busy. Only Brett admitted that even though he has watched them, he never has with another girl.
After they answered, I felt I should answer it as well. After all, they were my questions to answer this time. I have watched many a porno with past boyfriends, especially Gordon, the cop. He had a huge collection! I didn’t own any but it was nice to watch the different assortment of videos he had! Even the lesbians movies, I thought, were pretty erotic!
The handcuff question I just laughed at! What pervs they were to wonder if I had ever been handcuffed during sex or been the aggressor. I told them I absolutely wouldn’t answer that question. Besides, I had already referred to my ex-boyfriend the cop a few times. Of course I had been handcuffed!!! I didn’t tell them but some of the best orgasms I had was when I was handcuffed with my hands above my head and my boyfriend at the time pounding my pussy. One time he bit my nipple right at the moment I came. It was such a rush!
Are you guys obsessed with tits, or what? Wet t-shirts? Flashing? I winked at them. Of course I had flashed people before. With my tits as a weapon, of course I had used them. One time I was standing in line to get inside a club and flashed the bouncer to get in. Of course, it started an avalanche of girls flashing their tits to get in like I had, but only those who had big ones got in! I guess I was lucky the bouncer was a breast guy.
I never went to college, at least not past the first semester, so I never really went to party during spring break, so wet t-shirt contests was something I had never really seen or had a chance to be a part of. I don’t know if I would actually win but being in the finals was a definite probability. After I asked, only Cory and Andy admitted to ever seeing one. They were pretty tame, they both said, but one girl, Cory said, got pretty naked which actually disqualified her automatically. I then quickly excused them and walked down the hall toward my bathroom. I was going to kick things off!
When inside I quickly took down my jeans. I replaced my black thong with a pair of bikini bottoms from the only swim bikini I owned. And then I called out to the guys to come and join me in the bathroom. I started the shower and climbed in at the other end and closed the shower curtain. When they entered the bathroom, they wondered where I was and what the hell I was doing. Isn’t it obvious? I’m having a wet t-shirt contest and I was the only participant. Hope you all are okay with that.
Well, when the water got warm enough, I pulled open the shower curtain. Of course, not until after Andy had already peeked in.
They were surprised but pleased to see my jeans were gone. I leaned into the water and immediately pulled back. Only a little bit of my shirt got wet but it was in a good spot. My left nipple was wet and visible. Andy was loving that! But I was, too. Before I could invite the boys to join in the fun, Cory grabbed the showerhead and aimed it at my right tit, quickly dousing it. My white t-shirt was now wet and see-through! Andy, Brett and Cory were all howling and high-fiving one another. Did they think it was over? That it would be the end after seeing my tits in a wet t-shirt? Poor, poor guys! They were in trouble then!
I peeled my t-shirt off in a flash and shook my boobs right in front of them. Would I win? Are they nice enough for you guys? Would I have to turn around and shake my ass, too? Andy reached out and literally grabbed a boob in his hand. I loved it but told him no touching the contestants! Or contestant, in this instance! He quickly pulled back which made me laugh even more, causing my boobs to jump around.
Okay, what’s the next question. The boys seemed disappointed I was still going to answer the questions but they should have been happy. I remembered what the next question was but I sent Brett out to retrieve the list anyway. Cory and Andy remained and were talking to me. Cory tried hard not to stare at my tits as we talked but Andy did not even try and hide the fact. Not only did I remember what the next question was but more importantly the answer and how I was going to answer it. It was why I was nervous. Standing and leaning up against my bathroom counter with my tits just out there in front of Andy and Cory and I was nervous about something else entirely. I have come a long way in a week, huh?
My little red rocket-shaped vibrator, six inches long and two inches around, was in the drawer that I was leaning against. I had planted it there earlier. Usually I did my masturbating in the warm comforts of my bed and therefore was usually in my nightstand next to my bed. So the guys wouldn’t get carried away too quickly, I decided to do this in the bathroom. I hopped up onto the counter when Brett walked back in. No doubt he had read it and already probably wondered if I was going to demonstrate. I read the question. I don’t do it often, usually my fingers are enough, but I felt myself getting wet already and it wasn’t from my earlier shower. Wanna watch me fuck myself boys? Again, one or two high-fives. What’s with all the high-fives? Watch my pussy, you stupid men!
For the first five minutes, the vibrator traveled everywhere on my body. Around my lips, my tongue, over and between my tits, around my tummy and over my mound on the outside of my bikini bottoms. I pushed it down past the elastic band and sank it into my cunt. I threw my head back for effect and pushed down the rest of my bottoms with the vibrator until my pussy was in full view. I looked each one of them directly in the eye. They were all paralyzed. Two of them had already fucked me but I thought by now one or all of them would have had their dicks out and wagging them in front of me. But them just watching was okay for now. I kept sliding it in and out of my pussy while pinching my nipples with my other hand.
When I was close, I kept the head of the red vibrator pressed loosely against my throbbing clit. After another minute, I was convulsing in a long, drawn-out orgasm. It was just like I had practiced earlier in the week before I even knew they were going to ask a question about it, only better. If one of them anytime during this session had gotten to their knees between my legs and taken control of the vibrator, I would not have stopped them. But I’m sure each one of them was too afraid to act with the others watching. Well, they would have to act soon, I thought.
The next question asked if I had ever been with another woman. This topic had casually come up a lot in one form or another at our lunches. They were always just teasing then, but I had been pretty adamant I was not bisexual or even bi-curious. I did find women’s bodies uniquely appealing and beautiful. And I did tell them earlier I liked to check out other women’s boobs and sometimes then their butts to see how I compared. But I never could see myself kissing another woman, on the lips, her tits or god-forbid her pussy. But what I would do and what I TELL them I would do were two entirely different ideas.
I beckoned Cory over to me. Now remember, I’m almost totally naked, only a pair of bikini bottoms on. When I was done with the vibrator, I had pulled it out and set it on the counter, and my bottoms snapped back into place. Now, I don’t normally even wear a bikini to the beach but hell, I thought I looked pretty damn hot! And all three guys were still completely dressed! What’s wrong with this picture?!? When Cory didn’t move that close to me, I laughed and told him I don’t bite. Well, hard. So he got closer. When he did I grabbed his crotch and grabbed it good, too. Cory was shocked but not as much as the other two.
Cory knew I thought his girlfriend Mindy was a little fucking, princess bitch! She had no tits, a small ass but she was kinda cute, if she wasn’t such a bitch, that is. But he along with Andy and Brett forgot all about that when I suggested to Cory he call Mindy up and tell her to get her little ass over to my place. I wanted to suck on her little titties and then have her sit on my face all the while poking at her holes (front and back) with my fingers and tongue. Cory got rock hard in about two seconds after hearing that. Poor boy almost came in his jeans! I knew he wouldn’t call her, though.
I pushed him away. Then I beckoned Andy over. He was over in no time at all. Andy was the only friend I didn’t let fuck me last time. And he hadn’t even really seen my tits, so he was definitely loving every minute of it. It was really because of Andy that I was letting this evening happen. I wanted to “even things” up and let them all be able to say they had at least one chance with me. But believe me, it was not all charitable on my part. I couldn’t wait to feel Andy’s long, thick cock inside of me!
I started to caress Andy’s bulge which was already underway to being fully erect. Maybe we should call Julie over instead, I teased.
Julie was the new receptionist at work. She had just graduated high school and was tall like me but very thin. She always wore skirts it seemed and had long, sleek legs. Her breasts were smaller than average but it was her ass (and legs) that got all the attention anyway. I would dare any guy in our department to tell me what color eyes she had. Both Andy and Cory had earlier admitted to “crushes” on her, so of course they would welcome her into our little circle of friends this evening.
I would love for her to hold and kiss my boobs and ran my own hand down her flat stomach and search out and explore her wet pussy. I bet she tastes so sexy! Well, that did it for Andy! His 7-inch plus cock was bursting to be freed!
Next up was Brett. There was no other girl I could tease him with, although he had mentioned in his answers about liking what Debbie wore to the office when she worked there over a year ago. No, for Brett I had something else planned. Brett was the one who “won” the contest last time. Now, I would see how far I could push him.
I picked up the vibrator from behind me and again slid it down past my stomach and into my bikini bottoms again. Andy was a dear and took them down the rest of the way. I plunged my little red friend deep inside of me and then quickly pulled it out.
Remember fucking me, Brett? I teased. He nodded. Remember eating me? I teased some more. He nodded again. This whole time I was sliding that heavy rubber cock slowly in and out my cunt. Let’s all watch you taste me again, I told him. Andy was crying foul saying it was no fair since Andy was more than willing to do it himself. But when I pulled my little friend from my love hole and waved it in front of Brett, it soon became clear how I wanted him to taste me. He was more than a little reluctant. It didn’t help, of course, that Cory and Andy were prompting him to suck the cock. But when I said he had no shot at fucking me again tonight, it was surprising at how fast he pushed that dildo covered with my juices into his mouth. Andy and Cory were relentless in their catcalls amid Brett sucking on a fake cock. A fake cock covered in my cunt juice! I’m sure he thought it was delicious!
I had three more questions to answer but there were more important pressing matters ahead of us. I highly doubt they cared if I wore sexy lingerie now anyway since I was already naked.
I really did not have anything planned for the evening, other than wanting to get fucked by all three of my friends, but being the only one naked was starting to bother me. I would have thought one of them by now would have least started to undress but I think they were all hesitant to show their cocks in front of each other. Well, if they wanted to fuck me, they were going to have to get over any phobia of others guys looking at their hard cocks.
I walked between Cory and Andy, brushing each of their arms and shoulders, and headed out of the small bathroom. I felt all three guys’ eyes on my ass. I decided when I looked back, the first one I saw following me would be the first to fuck me. Then the guy behind him would be next and the last one would fuck me last. The benefit of fucking me first was obvious, no sloppy seconds but also this: I would tell the guys that when each of them fucked me, it had to be a different position than the previous one.
I waited about five seconds (seemed like a lifetime!) and turned my head and saw sweet and adorable Cory only a few feet behind me. Behind him was Andy and then Brett. Maybe Brett was still reeling from having to suck on a dildo in front of his friends, or perhaps he felt that it was his friends’ turn to have a go at me. Another possibility I never really considered was he wasn’t anxious to fuck me again, which I knew was crap. After all, he sucked that dildo, didn’t he?
The look on their faces when we reached my bedroom and I told him I was going to fuck all of them was priceless. After all, up till now they only probably thought it was a good possibility. But then I told them they all had to be in the room at the same time and they all kind of looked at each other and seemed uncomfortable. Um, look at me guys! I’m naked and want to get fucked!!
When inside my bedroom, I went up to Brett first and kissed him hard on the lips. His hands swarmed around me and he was grabbing at my ass…and it felt very nice, indeed. I left him but not until I swiped my one hand over the front of his pants. He was hard as a rock. Hope he stayed that way, it might be a good long while till I got to him. I repeated the same to Andy, and loved feeling his cock. His kissing needed some improving, but were we here to kiss? Or fuck!?
I then went to Cory and molded my naked body into his arms. After some heavy kissing and petting, I said into his ear loud enough for Andy and Brett to hear that he was going to be the first. I was going to fuck him first, the guy with the girlfriend. I couldn’t resist tempting him, either. Or taunting, for that matter. I was telling him that just like last time, he was going to love fucking me more than Mindy, that my tits were no match for her flat chest and that my pussy was even superior to hers. I told him to get undressed and looked at the other two and told them the same. It was highly erotic to see three men in my bedroom totally naked and totally aroused. My pussy was practically leaking! It was amusing, too, to watch the guys look at each other’s cocks as they took their clothes off. Andy’s was the longest, Cory’s the shortest but thick and Brett’s was just right.
I sat down on the edge of my bed and spread my legs, looking at each of their cocks, and my arms were behind me supporting my weight. How do you wanna fuck, Cory? I asked. They all knew my favorite position was doggy but they didn’t know they all wouldn’t be able to do that one. I would tell them that later.
Cory said he wanted me on top. After all, he said he did want access to my tits. This was the way we fucked last time, too, except that time I made him stop before he had come. I remembered from his answers last time that his favorite position was also doggy and he knew my favorite was doggy, but when I pointed this out to him, he said his favorite was girl on top when the girl he was with had a nice top. I took that as a compliment but it seemed as if he was saying my needs weren’t important to him. And was my ass too big for him? Did he only like doggy-style if he were fucking someone like Mindy? That’s okay, I thought. I knew Andy or Brett would take me from behind.
I also was not expecting oral sex. Truth was, at the moment, I almost didn’t want it. I felt like the past half hour was foreplay enough. I just wanted a cock inside me so bad. I also knew it wouldn’t be probable that after one of them came inside of me that another would want to get between my legs, so I had already put that out of my mind.
But when Cory stood in front of me and pulled me up, he kissed me again and whispered into my ear that before we fuck he wanted to eat me again. Well, I could not have been any happier. Or feel any sexier, for that matter. I laid down and went to put my head on the pillows and he crawled between my outstretched legs. I could be wrong, but I think Cory was reveling in the audience we had. My pussy was on display but it was his mouth and his tongue that would make me come two times. Andy, especially, was getting so hard watching Cory eat me I could tell he wanted in on the action, so I beckoned him over and told him to kiss my boobs. He couldn’t wait to put his mouth and hands on my tits, I could tell. But he wasn’t being rough enough with them, so I had to tell him to bite them a bit.
I never before felt the sensation of a guy dining between my legs and another tongue on my tits and overly sensitive nipples (other than my own, that is), and I never thought I would tonight, even with the three guys and me all in the same room, but it was unbelievable! I even saw Brett out of the corner of my eye soaking it all in and stroking his own cock. I don’t know what I would have done if he joined in or put his cock near my mouth. As it was, I desperately wanted a cock inside of me, but was afraid of asking Cory and Andy to stop what they were doing. But I ended up doing just that.
I pleaded with Cory to hurry up and fuck me. He stood up and placed his fat cock at the entrance to my pussy. Andy wasn’t quick enough to move away from me and he and Cory almost collided as Cory’s face was in mine and started to kiss me as he began to penetrate me. I reminded him he wanted me on top but he grunted no, he wanted to fuck me like he was. He got my breasts, like he wanted, because his hands were all over them, pinching and squeezing them as he started to pound away at me.
Cory was a more than adequate lover; he was actually very talented, indeed. Not only did his oral ministrations make me come twice but his cock and the way he moved inside of me was turning me on. And his kisses, both passionate and tender, were making me hotter than hot. He also never stopped telling me how sexy I was and how good I felt and how good he felt being inside of me. It made me realize my deep-seeded hatred of his girlfriend, Mindy, was masking the true deep-rooted jealousy I had toward her. Cory, I knew before, was a nice catch. Now I was finding out why.
I loved not only the way he was making me feel but being the one he was with right now. I was telling him again what I had already told him before, that fucking me was way better than anytime he could ever have with Mindy. He didn’t dispute it. I then asked what Mindy would do when he was ready to come, and he told me she would take a finger and shove it in his ass. And he said this right in front of Brett and Andy!
The last time we fucked for just under ten minutes and I got off him before he came, but this time I would let him finish, and actually was relishing him coming inside me. He was fucking me hard and my heels were on his butt, pushing him in, and when he announced he was about to come, I released my legs and then took my hand, which was on his back, and slid it down to his ass where I searched out his asshole with my index finger. I circled it with my finger and then felt him explode as soon as I pushed it inside of him. As soon as I felt his cream shoot inside of me, I started my climax. After about a minute, Cory got up and removed his wet, messy cock from my wet, messy pussy. And he said this…I’ll never forget it. “Sharon baby, you’ve had the best, now have the rest.” I’ll always remember it for two reasons: One, he was very good and made it seem as if I was a slut, saying to have the rest. The “rest” could have been two, twenty or fifty guys!!! And the other reason was precisely because in fact it wasn’t the best but preceded the best I ever had up to that point.
I actually get so wet when I re-live in my mind what happened next; and I wonder, even more so lately, when I’ll get a chance to experience it again.
Cory didn’t stick around. He picked up his clothes and went to my shower and apparently took one. Cory lost a lot of points with me that night because he never even said goodbye. Would it have killed him to stay in the room and watch me in action with Andy and Brett and then leave? Or shower, come back and at least stick his head in the room and say goodbye?
It may have been how I felt when Cory shunned me, treating me like a slut, that caused what happened to occur. Andy was next and I asked him how he wanted me. He said he wanted me on top. I remember from the questions I asked the guys last time that the woman on top was Andy’s favorite position. I then told him he was lucky Cory changed his mind because I was not letting any of them repeat a position already used. I told him to lie down on his back and went to work on sucking his cock first. I loved to suck a nice, long cock and really was getting into Andy’s and making him feel as good I could. I think he enjoyed it, too, even though he kept reaching under and tugging on my boobs. I teased him and said maybe he should just fuck my tits instead and I think he actually considered it.
But then I think Andy just got too excited; he realized how bad he wanted to fuck me and I’m sure it helped when I said I couldn’t wait to have his big cock inside me. I just hope he didn’t come as quickly as he did the last time when I gave him only a hand job. Of course, if he didn’t last too long, I still had Brett. He was sitting in the corner of my room stroking his own meat and I thought that was so hot. It was even hotter seeing Andy look over at Brett. I wondered if he liked what he saw. I never imagined two guys going at it…heck, I never really gave me and two guys much thought before.
But after only five minutes fucking Andy, that’s exactly what happened. Andy was really paying my tits a lot of attention. He was touching them, squeezing them, and pushing them down in his face so he could lick and suck on them. And Brett says out loud that if he has to fuck me and from a different position than Cory and Andy, then he would like to fuck me from behind again. But it didn’t stop there. Brett got up and walked toward Andy and me fucking, and stroked my sides and then held onto my tits, squeezing them and pinching my one nipple. He leaned toward me and we kissed. Andy had no complaints his time was being shared. In fact, he suggested something I never even considered. And it was one of the questions I didn’t get to answer, too. Had I ever been double-penetrated?
I couldn’t believe it! I said yes immediately when Andy suggested it, even looked at Brett and said well, what about it? Wanna fuck my ass, Brett? I was actually going to get fucked in the ass! And a cock in my pussy to boot!
I got off of Andy and ran to the bathroom, seeking some kind of lubricant, and yelled to Brett to get completely naked before I changed my mind. When I re-entered the room, I was looking at two hard cocks and they were checking each other out. Andy’s cock was still wet with my juice. I walked up to Brett and pushed my tits into his chest and kissed him. My hand grabbed a hold of his cock and I whispered into his ear, I’m glad you are the one to take my ass first. God, I’ve never felt a cock so hard in my life.
We agreed I would mount Andy again and Brett would slide in behind me. I wanted to slink down Brett’s body and take his cock into my mouth and then do the same to Andy before both of them fucked me, but both guys were demanding I get into position. So I climbed on the bed, put my legs on either side of Andy again, and took hold of his messy cock and lined it up, slowly easing it into my pussy again. He beckoned me down so I was laying on his chest and then he grabbed my asscheeks and roughly pulled at them. All of a sudden I wasn’t so sure about things.
Then the guys instinctively showered me with compliments, telling me how beautiful and sexy I was, and Brett telling me how beautiful my ass looked. Andy was loving his hands all over them and his mouth and tongue were all over my tits!
Brett took the baby oil (all I could find!) and slathered some around his cock. Andy told him that should be enough since it was already very wet around my pussy and thought I wouldn’t need any more help. Just like that, Brett had his cock up against my asshole and was pushing it slowly inside of me. Surprisingly, it went in rather easily, or at least easier than I thought. It hurt a little but not as much as I thought it would. Perhaps the excitement of Andy’s cock in my pussy and another in my ass at the same time curbed what little pain I felt. Soon they got a good motion going, Brett sliding his cock into my ass while Andy pushed me down and away from his cock. I would push down again into Andy while Brett moved his dick slowly outward. I looked down at Andy and said the answer to the DP question now is yes…Yes, I have and I fucking love it!
I remember thinking…there is no way all three of us will come together, but that’s exactly what happened. What a special feeling it was to feel hot come shoot inside my ass at the same time the familiar feeling of come squirting from a cock inside my pussy. As Brett slipped his cock from my ass and I fell to the side of Andy, I remember feeling like such a slut. It’s a memory I relive often.
I almost expected those two to act much the same way Cory did, by getting dressed and leaving. But both of them wanted to shower with me and then afterward, both of them wanted to stay the night. Who was I to deny them that? When we were dried off, I told them to both get into my bed naked and then told them I was going to put on my sexiest lingerie, a black teddy which pushed up my tits and a top that hugged my tummy tight. The panties were French-cut, riding high on my hips. After being naked for most of the last three hours, I never felt so comfortable in so little clothing. But it was one of their questions, what’s the sexiest lingerie I own. Since Cory didn’t stick around to see it, I guess Andy and Brett would have to tell Cory all about it.
I climbed into bed with them and was glad to find both of their cocks semi-hard. I felt so sore I couldn’t fathom fucking again right then, I told them. But I wanted to suck off each of them, and swallow. The first one to get the hardest would get it first. Andy was first and I was under the sheets in no time. Brett watched on again. After only a few minutes, Andy was telling me to get ready, and then he unloaded another gift for me, although it wasn’t as much as I felt in my pussy an hour ago.
Brett was next and he was rock hard once again. Andy rolled over and went to sleep quick but I kissed, licked and sucked on Brett’s beautiful cock for at least fifteen minutes. I kissed his balls and held his cock as I licked up and down his sides. I told him his cock felt heavenly in my ass and that I looked forward to doing it again with him. I totally did not know where that came from but he liked hearing it nonetheless. He came inside me not longer after I said it.
Brett and I kissed, which he didn’t seem to mind with all the remains of his come still in my mouth. I always thought it was hot to kiss a guy after going down on him and was pleased he felt the same way. We fell asleep with me in the middle.
I’m not sure what time it was but it was still dark out when I felt a hand on my shoulder and something stiff against my butt. I stirred and when I realized where I was and more importantly, who was in bed with me and what happened the night before, I smiled. My eyes were still closed and tried to determine who it was. He wasn’t speaking but after not long, I knew it was Andy. He knew I was awake even though I pretended to still be asleep.
Wanna fuck now? he whispered.
I simply moaned and pushed my ass back a bit against his groin. He was rubbing my ass and kissing the back of my neck. Then he slipped my panties down and over my hips. I helped with the other side and then lightly kicked them from my feet. I raised my one leg and reached between my legs and found his hard cock. Placing it on pussy lips, I pushed it up and down and getting it nice and wet before putting my leg back down as he inserted himself into my steaming sex. He was spooning me and was now caressing my tits through my teddy. We did not speak and we dared not rock back and forth too hard lest we wake up Brett. I lost track of how long we were in that position….fucking….but it felt so good I didn’t want it to ever end. I would never have thought Andy could be such a loving partner but my body was boiling and when I finally came, he did, too. I was back asleep and never remembered Andy ever pulling it out.
At 7 AM I woke up and Brett was lying on his side and his head propped up by his hand. He told me he had been up for about 45 minutes and was watching me most of that time. Andy was gone, he said, when he woke up. I thought immediately that Andy must have left soon after fucking me; it probably was around 4:30-5:00 AM when he started. Then I even started to wonder if it was really just a dream, after all, I don’t remember really opening my eyes and I never saw Andy fucking me. I reached behind me and felt the bottom of my ass and it was sticky there. I knew it wasn’t a dream. Brett asked me if I was okay and I said of course. He then offered to make me breakfast and he asked where stuff was in my kitchen. He left me but made me promise I’d stay in bed.
Back in bed about twenty minutes later, Brett gave me my biggest surprise yet. He asked if I enjoyed the fuck earlier this morning. Of course I did but was shocked. I figured Brett was asleep the whole time. With Brett smiling like he was, it was then I realized that if Andy was fucking me in the spoon position, then Brett would have been right in front of me. I did open my eyes briefly and did not remember seeing anyone else there. Brett was the one fucking me earlier! He felt so huge I just figured it was Andy, I guess.
Brett teased me…did I think I dreamt it? Or, and I couldn’t believe he guessed it, did I think it was Andy? I told him I was so groggy, I thought it was a dream. As it was, it was the best fuck of my life up to that point, and I told him so
I knew it was the absolute wrong thing to do but Brett and I started dating after that. It lasted less than three months. Our friendship was shattered and our sex life just so-so after that. We needed the excitement the first two times presented. It just wasn’t there anymore. The bad part was he didn’t see it the same way. He was devastated by the break-up. I left the company because I knew one of us had to. Andy and Cory were still nice to me and I did keep in touch with them for a few years but there were no more episodes between me and them.
Going back to that night with me and my three friends, I never did answer one of their questions. If I was blindfolded and someone was going down on me and it was good, and then I took off the blindfold and found out it was another woman, how would I react? I didn’t answer that question that night partly because I forgot, I guess, but also because I didn’t know. I couldn’t imagine myself ever in that situation. But now it is being asked of me again, this time by my husband.
I’m 31 now, six years after the events happened described in this and my earlier story. I wrote the first one without my husband’s knowledge and then after six months or so, showed it to him. He never knew about that period in my life. I told him about dating Brett and he knew about Andy and Cory as friends, but never knew we were all lovers as told in these two stories. My instinct was correct, thankfully. He loved reading about it and actually coaxed me into writing this final part.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll be able to write about future experiences with me and my husband. He’s already told me he wants to be part of another DP with me sandwiched between him and another guy. We’ve already talked about certain possibilities. And I’ve teased him about being with another woman, too. I’m actually starting to think about it. After all, this is the time to do it, before we start having children.