Ass

Much to Amy's chagrin, she felt the tip of Bradley's massive cock pushing at her sore asshole. She bit her lip and grunted as she slowly eased his way inside.

"Oooh," he said, "this is and even tighter fit than your pussy." He slid three fingers into her pussy as he said this, as if to emphasize the word. They slid in easily, although an hour ago they would have been the biggest thing ever inside her. He kept his fingers there while he fucked her ass, slowly at first, and gradually getting faster and faster. It felt like it was going to tear her in half, but it was a good pain, like when she got a really good stretch going in yoga, and, to her surprise, she began to feel yet another orgasm building up. What was this, like four times in a night? She wouldn't have believed it possible.

Soon he was slamming into her full-**** like a piston and she was screaming into the webcam insensible with the combination of pain and pleasure. When he finally came inside her, she could only whimper a little. When she stood, she could feel the combined cum of two men leaking out of her asshole and dribbling down her leg. Bradely fell back onto her bed, obviously satisfied. She looked over and saw that Drake was stroking himself, hard again.

"Well, since he got seconds..." Drake said.

_Oh, no! Amy thought, I can't take any more! _She saw only one way to save her sore ass and pussy from another fucking. She fell to her knees in front of Drake and immediately took his cock in her mouth. She ran her tongue around it and started bobbing her head, trying to ignore the fact that it has been buried deep in her asshole just minutes before.

"Oh, yeah," he said, "that's nice." He grabbed her by the hair and started fucking her face, ramming his cock down her throat, making her gag with each thrust. After what seemed like an hour, he pulled out, and jerked himself off on to her face. Gobs of cum hit her right above eye, on the side of her nose, and the corner of her mouth. She reached up to wipe her face off, but he said, "No. Leave it. In fact, I think as your final dare, you should sleep just as you are. No cleaning yourself until the morning--so you have to wake up and face what a slut you are."

"Yes, sir," Amy said, quietly. Drake got dressed and left without saying anything else to her. Bradley dressed more slowly. He guided her to her bed and tucked her in, naked, leaking, and covered in cum.

"Thanks for a lovely time, Baby" he said. "Can't wait to see you in English class tomorrow, why don't you dress sexy for me. I'll have to pretend not to know you of course, but if you hear me say, 'post-colonialism', it means I'm thinking about all the dirty things I did to you tonight."

With that Bradley left, and Amy fell asleep.