‘On you go,’ he said hoarsely.
I didn’t hesitate. Reaching back I found that steel-hard erection and pushed it into my welcoming slit. Then, sighing happily, I lowered myself onto it right up to the hilt.
‘Better like this,’ he murmured, grasping my shoulders and bending me forwards so we could kiss.
That’s when it happened. That’s when I felt another pair of hands spread the cheeks of my arse wide, and a finger bathed in something cool and squishy rubbed against my sensitive, virginal rosebud.
I jumped, lifted my lips from Pete’s and stared at him in wonder. He grinned up at me. At the same time something much larger than a finger brushed against my anus.
‘Oh,’ I squeaked, my eyes wide as it found the opening and pushed slowly inwards.
I bit my lip as it entered, expecting it to hurt, but the lubrication must have done the trick. If there was any pain it was overwhelmed by the pleasure.
Emily was still beside me, her hand rubbing my back while Pete massaged her vagina with an outstretched hand.
I’d lost sight of Rachel a while ago and wondered what she was using back there to pleasure me. My girlfriends had talked about strap-ons and I’d seen them in shops, but I never thought the day would arrive when someone would be using one on me. Nor did I imagine that it would feel so real.
At last the steady penetration into my rear ceased and the withdrawal began.
Beneath me Pete must have realised. ‘Right, then,’ he murmured. Then I felt his cock begin to move smoothly in and out.
The shaft up my arse did the same, a hand occasionally smacking my cheeks as I revelled in yet another first time experience, having both my holes stuffed with two huge dicks at the same time.
None of us held out for long.
Pete shot his load first. ‘Fucking he-e-ell!’ he yelled, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and squeezing hard as his hot come spurted into me.
That gave me a boost. I could feel my orgasm gathering pace as the rod up my rear pulsed faster and faster.
But Emily beat me to it. ‘Yes ... yes ... yes!’ she shrieked, and glancing to my right I saw her fall backwards with Rachel on top of her.
With Rachel? I grimaced as I bucked and jerked with the excited ramming from behind. If my flatmate was there with Emily who was …?
Then it dawned on me. There’d been a time when Rachel had been sitting on my face and I could see or hear next to nothing. It was a set-up. The whole thing had been planned!
‘Happy birthday, you lovely fucking little whore,’ the man behind me yelled while he pumped his come into my bumhole.
‘Dave, you big smart bastard,’ I screamed as my juices flooded out on to Pete’s dick and balls. ‘You could have told me you were home already.’
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