After two months James started dating a mutual friend of ours.  The practices stopped since his girl was super-insanely jealous.  Then one day at school during lunch break, Will, a friend of mine shouted from across the table, “Hey Mishy, I heard you were a Cum Queen.”  I was pretty shocked that it was in public, and so many of my other male friends heard, but then remembered what James told me, “Boys like sluts, trust me, it’s a good thing.”  I smiled back and told him, “You know it!”

“Sweeet!” he cheered and some other classmates smiled as they looked at me.  

That week Will paid me a visit.  He asked if I needed more “practice” and I knew James had told him.  I wasn’t sure if I was ready to just blow anyone.  I mean, James was one thing, but I didn’t even like Will. He was the loud and obnoxious type that loved hearing himself speak.  I knew he’d tell the world if I did this or didn’t. I guess I just kind of gave him a blank stare as I was thinking, because he gave me this look like I was a liar. 

“I knew you were just a tease,” he blurted.

“Wait,” I was said, trying to buy more time to think it out.

The last thing I wanted was to be thought of as the school tease, even I knew what boys thought of teases, and I knew that Will would spread the word like wild fire.  So I finally decided why not, it’s not like going all the way, and I definitely won’t kiss him.  “I don’t’ care who you tell, but no kissing and I am not your girlfriend,” I gave him the same rules I gave James and took him to my room.  Out of habit I started taking off my clothes as soon as the door closed.  Will was shocked, but obviously enjoying every moment.

“Damn Mishy, you are a slut.”

I smiled politely as I was still getting use to the name.  Then I realized that if really wanted to be a Cum Queen as James had put it, I’d better get use to the idea of being a slut and I better give Will the blow job of his life if I wanted to prove myself.

“Don’t you want to feel my mouth all over your cock,” I asked as I spread his legs and kneeled.

He replied, “Hell Yeah!”

I used only my mouth to undo his pants; a trick I worked on while practicing with James.  Will was impressed and his hard on was popping out from his boxers.  My teeth cleared the way and I began by licking him from bottom of his shaft to its head.  I used my tongue to please him for awhile, knowing I was driving him wild and building up the excitement.  When I was finally ready I gave his cock head a gentle kiss, then lick my lips and pushed him into the back of my throat without warning.  I bobbed my head, ramming him deeper into my mouth as he face fucked me.  He began thrusting his hips and grabbed my hair as he inserted his cock deeper into my mouth.  I opened my throat as much as I could to let him go deep, but several strokes later I started to tear up and I knew I was about to gag.  So I removed him from my mouth and gave him a rigorous hand job as I licked and kiss the top of his rod.

His moans gave him away, and I knew he was about ready.

“Please come in my mouth,” I teased with a whisper and stoked him harder as I circled the top of his head with my tongue.

He finally released himself and the sperm shot onto my lips.  I caught most of it, but some spilled back onto his stomach.  I licked that clean as he collapsed on my bed.

A few more random boys paid me a visit that month.  They were friends, friends of friends, and 1 boy that I was sure didn’t even attend my school.  I got my practice with all of them!

And as the word spread of my “practices”, I was eventually approached by a senior from the football team.  He passed me a note in English class asking me to meet him in the bathroom.  It was risky and I really didn’t know if I wanted to do it.  Although I was getting use to being a slut with my mouth, all the other boys I sucked were at least cute and I had never done this outside of the safety of my bedroom.  But I also knew that if I didn’t the entire football team would think I was a tease, and that that info might even get passed to the baseball team where Jake played.  So I raised my hand and asked to use the restroom.  The professor carelessly waived me along. 

I had never been in the men’s bathroom before, but I guess all public restrooms are pretty much the same.  The Lineman was a minute behind.  He was rugged, more obese then muscular and not very attractive.  He was definitely not my type!  “Hey Sexy Mishy,” he called, as if he had to try to charm me. His social skills really bad and the last thing I wanted was to get caught in the boy’s bathroom with this ogre.  Plus I didn’t want to hear anymore of his charm.  So without saying a word, I pushed him into the toilet stall and stripped.  I was only comfortable sucking dick naked, no matter where I was.  The ground was cold, wet and dirty, but I still had on my sneakers so I squatted in front of him as he sat on the toilet. 

He had a very small cock for being such a big man, and as I took down his pants I further realized just how fat he was.  I better work this fast and hard, I though, hopefully I’ll make it make it back in time to catch tonight’s English assignment.

Since his dick was maybe only 3 inches at the most, I was only able to stroke him with my thumb and index finger.  After a few minutes I realized that my hand job wasn’t cutting it, and since I wanted to make this quick, I finally put him in my mouth. I spent the rest of the time playing with his dick orally. I twirled it around my tongue and sucking him in and out of my mouth.  His breathing was loud and echoed in the stall.  By the time he was about to come, I thought he was having an asthma attack so I took him out of my mouth, this didn’t stop him though and his sperm shot onto my face.  Damn, I thought, he didn’t deserve a facial.  The Lineman was number 5 in my mouth.
 
After that my Cum Queen reputation was solid.  The other girls even began to hate me.  Some girls called me names, while others just stopped talking to me.  That was Ok to me, because I had never had many or any girlfriends to begin with.  I was a tom boy most of my life so I was use to the girls excluding me socially.

After word about the house visits got out, just about every boy in school gave me a friendly smile or went out of his way to say hello.   The attention was great and everyday I found myself taking down more buttons from my blouse, then I started to wear some of my freshmen school skirts that were smaller and shorter and before I knew it I was dressing the part of a slut. 

Single boys at school began asking me out on dates.  I even had my choice of the cute and popular ones.  On Friday and Saturday nights I’d go out with whomever.  At first it was all new and exciting to me, but then after a while all the dates all seemed the same: fast food, a movie, and then when we’d pull up into my driveway, they’d reach over for a kiss, and then I’d have to tell them that I was saving it for someone special.  They’d then give me that look of disappointment or brushed me off coldly like I was a tease; I wouldn’t be able to stand their disfavor so I’d offer a blow job as conciliation.  Of course they’d happily accept.  I’d instinctively get nude and began to suck them in the car.  The ones that I really liked or treated me extra nice, I’d let cum on face.

By the middle of the school year I had lost track of how many dates I had gone on, or how many boys I had “practiced” on, or how many times I was invited into the boy’s bathroom during class.  Then I heard that Jake had broken up with his girlfriend and I knew it was my chance to get my man.  That day when I saw him in the hallway after class, I took a second to build up my nerves, and then I took down my blouse 2 buttons and approached him.  I made polite conversation by asking him what had happened between him and his ex, as he was obviously starring down my shirt.  He went on for a little bit, and gave the generic reasons as to why a relationship wouldn’t work.  Then surprisingly, he started telling me about how boring their sex life had gotten.  I knew this was my opening.  “You know, it’s never boring in my mouth,” I interrupted, quoting something I heard from a porn movie.

“I’ve heard,” he smiled before asking me out.

I accepted and the rest is for another story.

(I don’t have any photos from then, but hopefully, this pic can give you an idea.)

My first blow job was really nothing special.  I had a best friend from school name James, he and I had pretty much grown up together and kids we were inseparable.  I was a very late bloomer and after a while, I started to wonder if I was ever going to be “cool” like the other kids we hung out with.  They all had boyfriends, when all I had was James, not even any real girlfriends.

It was another boring Saturday, and James was over just kicking it in my room.  My parents were downstairs and he and I were talking, I started complaining about my lack of a man.

“I just don’t get it,” I told him, “why can’t I find a man?  I mean, what am I missing?”

“You’re perfect to me Mishy,” he replied.  James had a crush on me and everyone knew it.  Looking back, I guess I would have and should have gone steady with him, but I was already IN LOVE with his teammate Jake, from our baseball team.

James began to speak, like he just suddenly realized something really important, but he paused and stopped.

“What is it?” I begged.

“Well, I don’t know if this is really important, or even if you’re going to like it. Or if it’s something you’d even be willing to do.  But Jake was telling me about his girlfriend, so I think I kinda understand what you’re she has that you don’t,” He explained.

“I know I am way better looking then Jake’s girl,” I whined. 

James had my full attention; I was IN-LOVE with Jake.  He was popular, tall, and the captain of the baseball team.  His girlfriend was mediocre, I thought.  She was physically not very attractive and dumb as a door knob, and everyone knew it. She wasn’t even popular until she started dated Jake.

“So what is it?” I pleaded.

“Well, Jake told me she’s a Cum Queen.”

“Queen of what?”

“Of Cum.  You know, she gives good head.”

“I’m lost,” I admitted.

“Damn Mishy, you really are sheltered… She gives great blow jobs.””

“A blowjob isn’t like going all the way though right?  I mean, that’s different, right?”

“O yeah, it’s just your mouth.  It’s not like having sex, but boys love it.”

“Well, how do I become a Cum Queen,” I asked.

“Well, I have some porn videos we could watch, but you’d have to practice, to actually make it up to Cum Queen status.” 

“Well, I don’t have anyone to practice on.”

“Dude, you’ve got me,” he offered.

“Do you really think that would get me a boyfriend,” I asked rhetorically.

Then I thought about it for a second.  Well, it’s not like going all the way.  So why not?  If  I was to ever get a boyfriend like Jake, I figured it was a skill I had to pick up, like how my mom told me that being a good cook was a way to man’s heart.  If giving good blowjobs was like the same thing, I’d figured I’d give it a try.

“OK,” I accepted, “but I have some rules.  No kissing, I want my first to be Jake and since I already know you’re going to blab about the blow jobs, I wanna make sure you let them know I am not your girlfriend.”

“That’s cool.. it’ll make you seem like you’re more of a freak anyways.”

“Like a slut?”

“Dude, trust me, it’s a good thing.”

James ran home and got his porno video.  We watched it in the room on very low volume; I didn’t want my parents to know.  The video itself was pretty chessy, and looked like it came out of the 90’s but, the porn star that was giving the blowjob really looked like a pro.  I watched the blowjob scenes at least 3 times before I was finally ready.

“Do you think you can do it?” James asked.

“I dunno, it seems really complicated.”

“Well do you want to get started?  I’ll even instruct you step by step.” 

His offer to walk me through my first time reassured me.  James took off his pants, and I spent a few moments building up the nerve to actually touch his penis.  It was already rock hard, he was obviously much more excited then me.  When I started to reach for it, he stopped me, and said, “You have to get undressed.  All the girls were nude, right?”

I was really uncomfortable with the thought of being nude in front of James, but he did have a good point.  All the actors were totally naked when they were giving head.  So I took off my sweats and t-shirt and went to go sit back on the bed next to James, when he stopped me again. 

“You have to be squatting between my knees.”

Damn! He’s right again; this Cum Queen thing is pretty complicated.  Glad I am getting in some practice.  I thought as I went between his legs.

“Now just gently grab it with one hand and stroke it Mishy,” James kept good on his promise.  I palmed his dick.

“OK, now you have to kiss it and then lick it from the bottom to the top,” he continued.  I did as instructed, but my actions where mechanical and I knew it.  But hey it was my first time.

“Good.  Now you should probably talk dirty like the video. “

“But I don’t want my folks to hear,” I fussed.

“Well, you can whisper it. Just say, “Please fuck my face.””

Stroking him I said the words in a whisper as I built up more confidence.

“That’s a good slut Mishy.”

“I am not a slut!” I argued.

“Mishy, if you want Jake, you’re going to have to accept that. The Boys like it. Trust me.”

“Now that’s a good slut.  Just stick it in your mouth and suck while it slides in and out.”

That’s when it hit me: I haven’t even kissed a boy yet, and here I am giving my best friend a blowjob.  O well, I better do this right!

I took him in my mouth as deep as I could and sucked as hard as I could.  But again James interrupted. “Not your teeth.. That’s good but don’t let your teeth hit.  That hurts!  But you sucking like you got some potential.”

I was pleased with his compliment, and began to cushion his penis with my lips.  I worked him the best I could for another 15 minutes as he breathed heavily, trying not to disturb my parents in the other room. 

His breathing increased and got faster, and then he hips started to push his dick deeper into my mouth.  I knew something was going to happen. 

“I am cumming Mishy,” he told me.  “Just swallow it…. OK!?!?”

He finally exploded and I tasted sperm for the first time.  It was warm and salty.  The juice was almost tasteless so I was able to gulp it easily as it came out.

“Wow, that was a good first time, but honestly, you’re sucking sucked.”  James’ critique was not what I had hoped for.

“You came right?”  I rebuked.

“Yeah, but everyone comes eventually.  You’re going to need a lot more practice if you want to compete with Jake’s girls,” he said.

I knew he was right.  I could tell that my skills were weak and if I was going to get Jake, I had to be able to at least suck as well as the more experienced girls that had been having sex since they where like 12 years old.  James and I talked about it, and I agreed to continue with the practices.  After my first taste of cum I knew I wanted to be the best cock sucker in school and I was determined to make it happen.  I practiced blowing James everyday for the next two months.  After the first week we even developed a routine: after school, we’d go back to my room, I stripped from my school uni, and blow him naked.  After I was done, I’d think of more imaginative ways to play with his sperm.  Then he’d tell me how I did and gave me suggestions on how to improve as I threw on my sweats.  Some days he’d bring over a new porn DVD and we’d watch the cock sucking scenes together so I could get new ideas on how to work it.  I must have sucked and licked his cock every way imaginable: squatting between his legs, standing up, upside down, and we even tried it 69 style, though I never let him touch my virgin pussy.
to be continued.

 It was suppose to be my going away party, but Jake and Ron gave me a surprise gang bang instead.  Their frat brothers were invited over and I was tied and finger fucked the whole night.  This little clip was taken right after they broke the news to me that i was to be the night’s party favorite.  I was so scared at first of the thought of being gang raped by strangers and acquantances, but by the end of the night, let’s just say I was wide open to the experience.

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This was my first real spanking!  I was late when called, so as punishment the boys (Jake and Ron) ordered me into my “dorm clothes” and gave me a good spanking.  Ron photographed as Jake swiped at my ass continuelly.

Sad to say, but no one fucked me that day. 

If I get enough comments on this post then I’ll tell you the entire story.

Threesome Part 3 – the bathroom

Please Read Part 1 and Part 2 First

I woke up to fingers rubbing against my pussy.  Still half asleep and dazed I felt the weight of someone straddling me across my chest.  I realized I was still naked on the dorm floor.  The head of a cock pressed against my lips and started circling my mouth.  He used his tool to spread my lips apart and  I knew it was Ron.  His fingers continued to caress my crotch, and quickly moisture came from me again.  My legs rubbed together hoping to intensify the pleasure.

“Kiss it,” I heard Ron’s voice.  The room was dark, but I was still able to make out the outline of his muscular stomach.

I French kissed Ron’s dick with passion.  Although I was tired the caress of his hands woke me quickly.

“Do you want to cum?” he offered.

I nodded my head in agreement and gave Ron’s dick a hard suck.  The release made a loud popping sound, suddenly realizing that, my boyfriend, Jake was probably sleeping.  I silenced my light moans by burring Ron’s cock into my mouth.

Un-mounting my chest, Ron helped me up; he took my hand and lead me to the bathroom.  The broken florescent lights glowed softly and ticked on and off like a club strobe light.  A sudden flash of light, then darkness, clip like images filled my sight.  A flash allowed me to see Ron taking off his boxers and then the darkness again.

Frame by frame I ended up on my knees in front of Ron sitting on the toilet.  My mouth again was willingly at his disposal.  “Play with your self,” he advised.  My fingers followed his commands and I joyed myself.

Three fingers deep I was ready for him.  “Fuck me,” I begged whispering quietly still not wanting to wake Jake.  Ron didn’t respond, he was still enjoying the moment, he watched as I licked and slobbered on his cock.  He breathed heavily, but gave me no reply.  “Please fuck Me DADDY!” I asked again. 

My words finally caught his interest, and his hand reached for my cheek, his thumb giving my face accepting strokes.  Still his words only played with.  “You like being so slutty don’t you Mishy,” he said.  “We like that too.  Jake and me have decided to call you Slutty Mishy from now on. You like that don’t you?”  My head nodded again in agreement, as my lips circled his rod, but that was not enough for him.  “Say it,” I heard.  “Yes, I want to be called Slutty Mishy Daddy,” I gave in.

Ron was finally ready.  He stood up and pushed me over the sink.  I eagerly waited for his penetration as I saw the flashes of his body from the mirror.  A smack across my ass made me more aroused, but Ron was a man that knew how to keep a girls waiting.  He used both his hands to spread my ass cheeks and inspected my behind.  A 3 finger thrust rammed into me, he was making sure that my little pussy was wet enough to easily take him.

Satisfied with my moisture he reached for his cock and pointed it towards my waiting hole.  The sudden and quick thrust threw my body against the wall mirror.  My thighs spread open, I tightened my pussy to feel as much of his cock as my hungry body could handle.  I pushed my hips to meet him at the peak of our exchange.  With every thrust my moans became louder and louder.  Ron’s fingers found their way to my mouth, and like a hungry whore, I sucked on his tips.  In my mind I pretended it was my boyfriend’s cock.

The bathroom light finally corrected itself, and for the first time I saw my self in the mirror clearly, I was being rammed from behind by Another Man, sucking controllably at his fingers trying not to wake my boyfriend.  It was a moment of clarity.  In front of me I saw what I had become in only a few days!  Feeling even sluttier my body burned with excitement.   Ron knew there was no limit to my screams, so stuck a wash clothe in my mouth to muzzle madness.

Ron did not disappoint on his offer.  Time and time again he made my body climax.  From one position he satisfied me more then Jake ever had.  

His stroke became quick and tight, and this being the third time I had fucked him, I knew his was ready to exploded.  Thankful for the pleasure he had given my body, my mouth released the spit drenched towel I had been sucking on, and I dropped to my knees.  I knew that Ron loved hearing me talk dirty, so I pleased him with dirty whispers as I stroked his cock. 

With my words, I submitted myself to him; degrading myself like never before.  I said things I had never even dared say to Jake, and I yet I was more then happy to do it as thanks for the fuck of my life.

Without notice Ron’s cum flung at me!  There is so much of it, I amazed.  Onto my hair, face and across my body it spilled.  Once the eruption had subsided his cock started to go limp.  Thankful for his performance I kissed his cock, slowly licking him clean I savored the salty taste of his sperm.

PLEASE READ MY FIRST POST  - FIRST THREESOME 

My freshmen year after high school, I attended the local junior college.  My grades weren’t high enough to gain acceptance in any of the better Universities in my state, so my father urged me to use the junior system to work my way into a better school.  I had always been a “daddy’s little girl” so I did just that.  Looking back, I’m starting to think that he just didn’t want pay for outrageous fees of a private university.

My boyfriend, Jake and I had been together since high school (please read high school threesome first), for over three years.  A few days before he and I had an unexpected threesome with his college roommate and best friend, Ron.

Over the course of that summer, Jake, Ron and I developed an interesting relationship.  I had fallen into the trap of being their fuck toy.  The two boys attended the local university, so they were always near!  I spent most of my days with either Jack or Ron, some days we all hung out together, and it got to the point that even our friends couldn’t tell who was dating who. The sex of course was our little secret! But this entry is about our second run in.

Jack and Ron shared a dorm room on the campus of our State College.   I guess it was what you would expect for college living, a long, narrow room with opposite beds too close together.  A microwave, X-box and hip-hop posters filled the rest of the room. Although Jake was my bf, it wasn’t uncommon for me to wake up to Ron sticking his dick into my mouth, expecting his morning blow. 

The day after our first encounter with Ron, I had asked my boyfriend, how he had felt about the whole thing.  It all still seemed strange to me, I didn’t know how to act or what to think even though it was the best sex of my young life.  Jake’s response however was simple, “Ain’t no fun if the homies can’t have none.”  He quoted a rap song and smiled.  With that I left it as he was “ok” with the situation.  Even though I still wasn’t sure what to think of it all, I wanted to so much to please Jake…  After all he was the man I dreamed of marring.

The first time we saw Ron after our threesome encounter, I was visiting Jake’s dorm, the visit was routine except for the fact that his room mate had just  filled two of my holes the week before.  I came into the room and Ron greeted me with a HUGE kiss on the lips, he even added a little tongue, with his free hand he slid under my skirt and gave me a nice slap on the ass.  “How’s our slut doing,” he asked.  I blushed and looked away, still unsure how to act, I turned to Jake, but he seemed unconcerned by the exchange.

“Um.. I am ok, I guess,” was the best reply I could come up with.  Quickly I found a seat next to my boyfriend, only to be motioned to stand. I did.  Standing up, Jake twisted me around; he lifted my skirt in a playful manner and gave me a smack on the ass.  “Still slutty baby?” he asked sweetly, sliding my dress straps off of my shoulders.  His hands continued to undo my bra and my breast was suddenly exposed to Ron.  This caught me even more off guard.  I wasn’t sure how to respond to any of it, or what to say to either of them.  All I knew was that I wanted to please my man.  “Yes baby,” I responded in my baby voice.  “Nice! Show us some wiggle,” Jake’s voice was again excited and I was happy for that.  I wiggled my ass for the two roommates.  As a show of acceptance Jake gave me another smack.  Ron followed suit and he to gave my behind a good swipe, only Ron didn’t stop there he continued to give it a grab.  I felt his tight grip, so tight I unconsciously gave out a low moan.  “Like that Huh baby!” someone called. The situation felt too familiar!  This was the second time in a week that I was caught between the love of my life and his roommate.  And although a big part of me rejected the idea of being their plaything again, I was still wanted to make Jake happy. “Yeah baby!” I played along, giving my ass another wiggle. I didn’t realize it but those words I gave into them again.  It was becoming clear that last Saturday night was not just a one off event.  I felt someone pull down my panties until they rested half way down my legs, across my knees.  A pair of hands motioned my legs to spread and my back to arch forward.  My body started to burn and heat rushed to my face as a fingers started to circle my clit.  It was the first time I had had four hands fondling my body.  My juices ran, dripping down my leg, only to have someone massage my liquids into my thighs. 

 “Nice peace of ass you got here,” I heard Ron complimenting Jake. Again, the roommates spoke to each other as if I wasn’t there; as if I was an inanimate thing, just their toy.“You can tap it anytime you want bro,” Jake offered to my surprise.  “Ain’t that right slutty?” Jake finally acknowledged me.   With both his hands he gripped my ass spreading my checks apart, for Ron’s fingers to penetrate my pussy.My body moaned in acceptance, my hips instinctively pushing forward to meet the tips of Ron’s fingers.  Again my body was out of control, giving in little by little to Jake and Ron.  The cry of ecstasy and my motions was all the agreement that they needed. “Well, let’s see what we got here,” Ron said, as he stood up.  Jake’s hands released their grip of my cheeks.  And for the first time it was only Ron moving his hands across my body.  It was as if the training wheels had gone off, and I knew that I was now expected to comply equally with Ron’s control.As Ron inspected my body, I knew I was being used, and yet another part of me felt the stimulation of being dominated. My unconscious had given up, perhaps it was my submissive Asian female upbringing, but my mind started quickly rationalizing the perverse agreement I had accepted.  Well at least the sex is incredible.  And Jake does love me and I love him.  Ron, he’s a really cool guy, and he did buy us the beer.  I kept telling myself, repeating that mantra as my body acted on its own.“Which hole do you want?” I heard Jake ask.  His words broke me from my trance and I suddenly realized that my body was completely exposed to the open window.  “Whichever Man,” was Ron’s reply. “Hmm… Why don’t you start, I’ve got a level to finish,” my boyfriend half laughed, reaching for his X-box controller. “Alright,” Ron said.I quickly looked to Jake, suddenly aware of what was to happen.  I was hoping that he would save me, even though I knew it was him who had offered me away.  I started to come up with more excuses.  It’s not cheating.  It’s really for Jake.  HE wants me to do this.  Ron’s fucked me before anyways.  Jake loves ME.  It’s for him.

I had my first threesome the summer after high school.  I don’t remember it being anything deep, more like something out of a porno.  My boyfriend at the time was Jake, he was a few years older; I was only 18.   That night my parents had gone to sleep early as they usually did.  We invited my boyfriend’s college roommate, Ron, over to my house to “kick it.”  It was a typical Saturday night for college students: drinking games, horse play and hormones.

My boyfriend’s roommate was over 21 and he provided us the alcohol.  There was plenty of it (Jack Daniels, Tequila and a lot of cheap beer).  I hadn’t been drinking for very long and even then I had no idea of what I was getting myself into.  I was so, so drunk and it was only half way through the night!  After drinking a couple of shots and a few beers we all somehow ended up wrestling.  At first it was just me and his roommate pushing on one another, and then my boyfriend was in on the action.  By the time we were through, some how my skirt had slipped off and I was barely holding on to my bra.   

I don’t’ remember how long the wrestling lasted, but I do remember feeling all of my parts rubbing against not only my boyfriend but his roommate as well.  Secretly, I was more then excited, as I had never been with another boy other then Jack and to be in the situation where I could feel another boy rubbing against my parts excited me more then I thought possible.   Once the alcohol really kicked in, I was barely able to walk.  Instinctively, I  made my way to my bedroom.  Jack followed and I was told that Ron slept on the couch in the living room. 

Upstairs, even though I was drunk Jake wasn’t done with me.  He started playing with my nipples, getting them hard, pinching them. His fingers made their way to my soft pussy lips, he rubbed them and made circles around my clit.  It felt SO good and I knew once again I was to be his slave.  As he played with me, his soft voice started to refer to me as “slut” and “whore.”  At this point, as I always was, I was too horny to resist.  In my mind, I knew that the words he used to describe me were wrong, but I couldn’t fight his control.  And after a few moments, I found myself acknowledging him… “Yes daddy I’m you’re little whore,” I responded, my hands rubbing his rod, my lips ready to take him into my dirty mouth.   

Jake was usually satisfied at this point with my submission and ready to give me the release I craved, but today he wanted more.  He circled his fingers around my clit, harder and harder, his tongue sliding up and down my nipples.  I wanted so much to have him in me.  Still, he made me tell him how much I enjoyed having his roommate rubbing against me and confess that I loved showing myself to his best friend.  “Tell me,” he demanded.  I finally gave in, hoping he’d be satisfied, “Yes I was being a little slut tonight rubbing against Ron,” I finally whispered, half in shame.

“Did you really like it,” he asked, urging me to respond. 

“Yes.”

“Did you?” he asked again. 

“Yes, I loved being so slutty,” was my final reply.

By then my body had completely given into him.  Still what he asked next shocked me. “How about we include him in on the fun,” Jake whispered.  Although he asked, I knew it was more of a command.  I was mentally lost, my body on fire, I gave in to my controlling boyfriend.  It was the easiest thing to do, and deep inside, I also knew that I wanted to experience another man’s cock inside me.  “What should I do,” I half moaned as he fingers dug deep into me. Finger fucking me he told me what to do.  Go into the living and start playing with Ron’s cock he told me.  Again I was confused, not sure if this was the right thing to do, but I was so near climaxing, my body took over again, “Um hmm,” I moaned, my mouth sucking and licking on his free hand like a dirty whore.  Just as I confirmed his wishes Jake stopped and instructed me to go now.  Needing to be satisfied I got up and started to put on my robe.  But Jake stopped me.  “Naked,” was all he said.  I did as told. 

I got up and quietly snuck to the couch where his roommate was sleeping.  My pussy was aching now needing to be penetrated.  Even worse the thought of being caught by my parents or having another man’s dick inside me, made me even more cock drunk.  Not sure what to do, I got on my knees and started lightly stroking Ron’s cock, which woke him.  I felt his cock growing hard in my mouth.  He looked down at me and for a moment our eyes meet just as his rod reached for the back of my throat.  Ashamed I looked away, but not knowing what else to do I kept sucking and licking on him.  I heard his breathing increase; I knew he was trying not to moan.  Soon he started to grab at my hair.  Hair grabbing soon turned into face fucking with both his hands on my head.  Then I felt fingers dig into me again from behind.  My head was buried into Ron’s lap and although I couldn’t see who was behind me; it no longer mattered.  My hips instinctively moved to the motion of the fingers penetrating me.  My body had never been so full of desire. Ron finally came! His sperm shotting at the back of my throat.  I did my best to swallow all I could, but his gush flowed onto my lips and chin.  Then the fingers stopped and Ron had let go of my head, I glanced over my shoulders to find Jake.  His glare froze me, I still had cum on my chin and lips.  I didn’t know what to do or say; and even worst in my heart I felt like I cheated on my boyfriend!  I used my tongue to quickly lick up what cum wasn’t swallowed.  To my surprise Jacked looked more than pleased with me.  As a reward, he offered me his fingers, still wet with my pussy juices I sucked and licked on them like it was his own manhood.  The sweet taste of my own orgasm set my body ablaze once again.