by Romi Hart
I bite down on his finger hard—much harder!—since I loathe him right now. I bite down so hard even he moans in pain…while I moan in pleasure as he stabs me long and deep with his pulsating cock.
“Ohhh God! Oh God!” I say aloud, but still falling short of screaming. I watch Renee carefully, noticing her eyes and nose are twitching around. If she can’t hear me…she can probably smell me.
“Take it all,” he commands me, slipping more inches into my steaming cunt. My mouth drops open as he begins squeezing my right nipple with his hand. His other hand reaches upwards and grabs my hair like a brute. He wants to make damn sure I feel every inch of his cock pounding.
“You’re a bad girl,” he whispers. “Just admit it.”
“I’m not.”
“You want to be,” he corrects me. “You want to be an angel. But you let yourself become a whore.”
“No, you turn me into one.”
“Because you can’t resist me. Your body can’t resist. Only your stubborn mind.”
“Shut up and fuck me…” I blurt out, staring at Renee’s face, figuring it doesn’t even matter if she wakes up or not. I’ve already lost. I’ve already failed. He’s right. I can’t resist him.
“How does it feel?” he whispers into my ear, right before kissing me all over the nape of my neck.
“Uhhh!” I moan back to him while creaming his cock below. He keeps thrusting hard into me, each stroke a little faster. The whole bed is shaking, I can’t keep fighting this…
“To be looking at the same face you once hated for betraying you?”
“I don’t feel anything…”
“Oh, you feel something, darling.”
He’s right. I feel my pussy rocking back and forth, spasming, almost involuntarily at this point. I feel nothing but cumming. And shame. And mostly hatred for you, Zander.
“I think she’s waking,” I whisper frantically, noticing Renee is shifting around in bed. “We have to stop! Hurry up and finish and slide out of bed—!”
“Let her see,” he says forcefully.
“Are you crazy? She’ll kill me!”
I break my hands away and try to force him out of me. But, oh God, his cock is so huge it’s practically impaled into my pussy. He’s fully erect and so deep inside, all I can feel are his swelling balls and just an inch of shaft.
“Oh God, you’re so deep…” There’s no way I’m going to get him out of me in time. Maybe I should just let him cum inside me. Maybe…but I have to be quiet!
As if sensing my thoughts, Zander only starts making more gratuitous noise. He starts ramming his cock harder and faster, intentionally bouncing the bed and creating a racket. My mouth flies open as he grips both of my breasts and squeezes.
“Ohh fuck! Fuck!” I scream, watching in heart-pounding agony as Renee wakes up, shaking off her sleepy eyes.
“Fuck?” she says back to me.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry…” I shake my head in regret as Zander, that bastard, keeps fucking me, oblivious of what’s happening.
“Hmmm,” Renee says with a detached smile. “Well, why didn’t you say so?”
“What…”
Renee smiles at me as she sends her frolicking hands down to my pussy.
“Wait…wait…”
She scoots in closer to my face and smiles cheekily. She finds my swelling clit and starts rubbing it in a swift, circular motion.
“OH!” I cry out, now feeling the full wrath of my pussy spasming while my clit nerves are electrified. This is too much to take! “Ohh God!”
“Is this what you wanted?” Renee asks with a shifty glance. “Secretly?”
“No…no…I’m not…I’m not…”
“Not whaaat?” Renee laughs, still stroking my clit and somehow, finding the perfect rhythm to match Zander’s cock pounding. “Honey, you don’t have a choice. We’re going to tell you what you are.”
Renee keeps forcing uncomfortable eye contact while she fires up my clit. God, my whole body is quivering! My clit is so sensitive…swelling…every muscle in my body tenses up. She won’t stop stroking. They’re both just fucking the shit out of me and there’s nothing I can do about it.
Oh God I love it. Just do it. Make me a whore!
“Ohhh fuck, I’m cumming!”
“Not yet, you’re not,” she says, still stroking me, but slowing down the tempo. “But you’re going to.”
“She needs to be properly punished,” Zander says, still making me dizzy from sucking on my nape.
“Uhhhh…”
“Yes,” Renee says, “definitely. You’ve caused so much drama in our lives, Maya. You deserve to be thoroughly punished.”
I watch in panting disbelief as Renee takes her shirt off and moves closer to me. Her breasts press against mine. Nothing but body heat all around, making the night so much more comfortable. Two people I don’t trust…hell, whom I barely like sometimes…but they play my body like a harp.
“Why did you come here?”
“Wha—Wha—?”
“Not you,” Renee says with a smirk, going back to fast-stroking my clit.
“I told you,” Zander answers. “I didn’t want you to leave unhappy. I just…didn’t want to lie to you. I love you.”
“Hmmm,” Renee says, unsatisfied, but still horny apparently. “I guess you love everybody then.”
“I don’t understand love the way you do…I wish I did.”
“Me too.”
God, I can’t believe two people are breaking up with each other while fucking me to death!
Renee looks at me, equal parts jealousy and admiration. She kisses me on the lips as she continues stroking my clit—faster, faster, faster!
“Ohhh God, I’m going to cum!”
“So cum!” she says forcefully, increasing her strokes. “Let all that Catholic guilt out, you little bitch.”
I nod in obedience as my upper half convulses in a full-body orgasm. I unleash a banshee of a scream, trapped between two heads kissing both sides of my neck.
“Ohhhh God, I’m cumming! I’m cumming so hard!”
Renee and Zander kiss my face and neck, basking in the orgasm right next to me.
“You…you…” I run my hand through my hair still, gasping for air, heart thumping…pussy drenching wet. “You both…faked this?”
“Oh no, our fight was real,” Renee assures me, still playing with my nipples. “We just have a habit of making up over sex.”
“So I figured,” Zander adds, “why not bring Maya into our fun? We talked about it plenty of times.”
“You…you…talked about it?” I groan, still recovering from my pussy contracting and my skin going flush. Barely able to breathe…
“It was my idea,” Zander says.
“Big surprise,” Renee replies.
“There was so much jealousy and animosity between the two of you, I figured maybe you just needed to get this out of your system. Sex has a way of clearing your head…resolving emotional baggage.”
“Oh my God…” I wheeze. “This is so weird. Feels really good…but…it’s still weird. I don’t think I can ever do this again with people I know.”
I laugh nervously.
“Try everything once,” Renee says. “Then mark it off your list. At least then you know.”
“But…since we’re all here…I want to come again,” I say a little bashfully.
“Of course, we’re here to please,” Renee says.
Zander starts kissing the back of my neck again, making me swoon. “Yes…like that. I never thought I could do that…this…”
Renee starts kissing my neck as she fondles my clit.
“But it feels so good. In bed with you…my body feels so…” I groan deeply. “Alive.”
“Better alive than dead,” Renee quips, as she continues stroking.
“You mentioned before…” Zander says. “You wanted to try something new. That first night we were together, you mentioned you’re an anal virgin. Now’s your chance t
o change that, too.”
“Ohh God,” I giggle nervously. “I’m too shy.”
“No need to do anything. We’ll do it for you. Just remember your safe word.”
“Which is what?”
“Master…stop.”
“Master…Master…” I say, giggling to myself. Just the thought of him owning me makes me horny.
My giggling turns to deep, choking exhales as the passion increases. My neck is being tickled and smooched into numbness. Everything is on fire inside of me. The second orgasm feels out of body…like I’m not entirely here.
I spread my legs apart and prepare my anus for entry. It feels so dirty, being smothered in skin, and confessing my darkest desire in front of my two best friends. Strange…but erotic. Sinful.
I moan softly as he gently pushes his wet cockhead into my ass, every massive inch filling me up. My pussy and ass both tighten, my reflexes standing at attention.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes…keep going. I love the feeling of you inside me.”
“I know that feeling,” Renee whispers while staring dreamily into my eyes. Her hands go lower and she puts two fingers into my slit, causing me to moan.
“Ohhh that feels good…” I groan, loving the feeling of being double-penetrated.
“Tell us what you feel,” Zander says, pushing more inches of shaft into my tight little hole.
“Ohhhh my God…so good…don’t go too fast.”
“Like this? Just deeper?”
“Yes…” I say, closing my eyes and letting go of my nervousness. I try to relax…to bear down slightly and contract my pelvic muscles. Maybe if I relax, his cock can go even deeper inside of me.
“We’re both inside of you,” she whispers, shoving her fingers in deeper into my wet pussy.
“Yes…I like that…”
“Just relax…surrender your body completely. Let the feeling take over.”
“Yes…do it. Take me. I surrender.”
I shut my eyes and focus on the moment. The pleasure. The illicit waves of sex come and go. Then it’s just the feeling of basking in between bodies. Then back to the waves, then a sudden burst of energy.
“Ohhhh yeah! Right there!” I exclaim, as Renee finds my G-spot on the wall of my pussy.
“So wet,” she says. “I’m making you so wet,” she says, taunting me. “Never thought I’d have you here like this…but I did always think about it.”
Is she angry, jealous or just plain nuts about me? I have no idea…but it feels so nice. Her empty black eyes imply nothing…nothing about what this is, but just what it feels like. We’re all here right now in this moment, in this bed.
“Ahhhh!” I say exhaling and inhaling deeply. Renee is hammering my G-spot while Zander fucks my ass deeper and faster. “Aaahhh yeah!”
“Are you jealous now?” Zander says, his voice cracking. He loves the sensation of being inside my asshole. My warm anus is everything forbidden I once denied to him. But he’s Zander Troy—everything is open to him. Literally everything! “Both of you had my cock. And now you’re both feeling it at the same time. There’s no need for jealousy.”
“Preach it, baby,” Renee says, scooping out my G-spot pussy juices and making my head spin.
“Ohhh God, that feels so good!”
“Mmmmmm…” Zander grunts hard, finally losing power as he plugs my tight little asshole up. In and out, I feel his manhood inside of me. I can feel his blood pumping through my butt, while my pussy gets destroyed on the other side. I am nothing more than an orgasm. I don’t exist. My mind is out of my body and I can’t even feel it…
Oh Christ, I feel that! My body writhes back and forth as I reenter my body again, just as Zander pulls halfway out of my ass. Still buried inside my butthole he starts to cream me with his precum.
Before I can even scream and enjoy my anal orgasm, Renee fingers my G-spot like mad—causing a massive tidal wave in my mind and in my overflowing cunt.
“Ohhh, I’m cumming! I’m cumming again!”
“Let it out!” Zander says, his dick wet and still hard-plunging into my ass. He grabs my breasts from behind as he penetrates deeper.
Renee jostles my G-spot right until I start involuntarily clenching and folding inside—
“Ohhhh God, what’s happening!” I scream, as I start squirting hard from my pussy, jumping up and down on the bed in blackout rage.
“Uh-uh,” she says, still fingering my sensitive G-spot until she forces every last cum from my weakened body. “You got more left.”
“Ohhhh fuck!” I scream, squirting again and flooding the bed with my dirty scent. “Ohhh shit, ohhh shit!” I scream, still seeing stars and feeling my heart slamming into my chest.
I fall down on the bed barely able to breathe. I’m out of steam. Officially fucked so hard I can’t even speak. Barely breathing. Still spinning from the love drug, still bouncing in and out of consciousness.
I lie back and watch in fascination as Zander crawls over my half naked body and gets on top of Renee. I don’t even care. I just watch in reverent silence as his giant dick enters my best friend’s wet pussy. He fucks her cunt just as hard, or harder, as he fucked my pussy and asshole.
Both Zander and Renee are still touching me from the side. I can feel his girthy body shift back and forth. I feel Renee’s sweat all over my ribs and arms. I am being fucked right along with them. I should feel jealous or insulted…but since I’ve had every desire fucked right out of me, how can I complain?
I just want Zander to cum. To cum hard. Wherever he wants to cum. I want him to drain his balls in whoever he wants. Because, dammit, I can feel his hardness. I can feel his desire. I feel it right along with him, because they’re both slamming into me when they fuck each other.
“Ohhh yeah! Fuck me!” Renee cries out, spreading her legs and hugging him tight.
I look over and watch…and am tickled when Renee reaches over and grabs my hand, the energy staying alive between us.
Zander also puts his hand on me, groping my breasts, his palm right against my heart while he pussy-pounds another bitch. He might as well be on top of me. We might as well all be fucking each other.
For this moment…we are all one. We have no description, no explanation as to what we experienced.
But dammit, I will feel this high forever…forever…forever…
I inhale and breathe in deeply. There is only sex. There is only momentary pleasure. That’s all that exists in this moment.
I look on lazily, not even hearing any sound, as Zander pulls out of Renee. He holds his tight erection strong as he cums all over Renee’s buxom titties. I wonder why he didn’t cum inside of her?
I feel the same release, the cumshot of my boyfriend and the orgasm of my girlfriend. I can feel everything. They fall on the bed and breathe all over each other, panting into each other’s faces. His face falls into her tits. She rubs him all over her chest and he licks her nipples like ice cream.
I smile as he leans over and does the same to me. Kissing, touching, licking…no jealousy. Everything’s fair. Everything is shared. Everything is naked. This is youth, this is freedom.
I wake up, not quite knowing where I am…until I hear the voices. They’re coming from the other room. I’m still in bed, wrapped up snugly, still high from the wondrous feeling of being smothered in love by two people l love.
“Are you in love with her?”
“I don’t know what I am. But my obsession with her is strong. So strong that I can’t sleep, or work or do anything else.”
I blink my eyes awake…but I dare not say anything. I only want to listen.
“Well…we both knew it had to end,” she says.
“I don’t want to be a cad. I want to be upfront. I had to tell you I’m in love with her. It wasn’t fair to you otherwise.”
“Yeah, I know,” she says softly. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”
“We had good times, Renee. I mean that.”
“We did. I
did get everything I wanted out of you. And lots of it multiple times.” She laughs. “I overreacted, I guess. I’m not mad anymore.”
“Good. I want us to stay friends. I even took Maya to bed, just like you fantasized about. Got to give me credit for making that happen.”
“Yes, I enjoyed it,” Renee says with a laugh. “About time someone fingered all that Catholic guilt out of her.”
“She’s amazing, isn’t she?”
“Yes, she is. Just promise me one thing, Zander,” Renee says seriously. “If you sense Maya is starting to fall for you…don’t treat her like you treat all the others.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean.”
“I don’t.”
“That’s the thing, Zander. You think you’re so damned complicated…but I figured you out that first night we met.”
“Oh really?”
“Really. Just remember what I said. Maya…isn’t like us. She’s real. She has a good heart.”
“That’s why I like her. Maybe that’s why I like Maya. Because she sees my heart.”
I listen in dread. I try to fall back to sleep…sleep is the only way out of that awkward conversation.
It didn’t take Zander long to text me and arrange for a date. This time a “serious date”, not the weird experimental thing he is always so fond of. By now, Renee had politely excused herself from our very weird but passionate love triangle. I’m not sure why…although I have a feeling.
Part of me feels honored. To have a billionaire mastermind choose me, the young innocent, over another woman…or over one hundred other women. He sees something special in me. He is so bold, so open with his feelings. He never lies, he says exactly what he means. And he wants me more than anything. Beyond all reasoning and rationale. It’s an honor.
I smile at my “master” and admire his suave mannerisms and killer good looks. He’s all dressed up in a suit tonight…although I’m well aware he looks so much better in the buff. He’s perfectly shaven and looks like the portrait of heroism. Like the guy from the ads, the perfect man that we always see on camera.
I have the “whole” of him – the good side of him and the bad boy that has no limits to his eroticism.