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Chapter 71 by zankoo zankoo

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Ben and Carter double-penetrate Abbie

"You ever been DP'ed?" Carter asked calmly as he thrust into her ass.

Abbie, her mind awash with sensation and her mouth full of Ben's cock, couldn't quite parse the question.

"Hm?"

Ben laughed. "Of course not," he said drily. "And you've never done it either, Carter."

Carter scoffed. "You don't know that." He pulled his cock out of Abbie's ass, rubbed it against her pussy again to re-lube himself, and then thrust back into her.

"But you haven't," Ben said, sliding his dick out of Abbie's mouth and jerking it against her face.

Catching her breath for a moment, Abbie lifted her head. "Why are you two arguing instead of just fucking me?" She giggled, the words sounding playful to her as she scolded them.

"Valid point," Ben agreed, plunging back into her mouth.

Carter casually withdrew his dick from Abbie's ass, and slipped it smoothly into her pussy. Abbie breathed deeply as Carter re-entered her -- she wasn't expecting the change, but thoroughly enjoyed it nevertheless.

"We were talking about DP," he said, his confident voice faltering slightly at the initialism.

Ben laughed. "I can tell from how you say it that you've never done it."

"Boys," Abbie said, her mouth still half-engaged with Ben's dick. "Please stop bickering, or all the sex will have to stop."

"Carter was trying to find out if you were into double penetration," Ben said. "And it just sounded so strange, hearing him try to be confident about something he knows nothing about."

"You're awfully quick to assume things about Carter," Abbie said. She turned her head toward Carter. "Slide that beautiful cock back into my ass again," she pleaded, and Carter complied. "Mm, that's ... divine."

"Well," Ben said defensively. "I -- I figured you probably hadn't done it, and I didn't want to ..." Ben's words dissolved into mumbling as he lost track of the point he was going to make.

"You figured that about me, huh?" Abbie said with a grin. "And how did you figure that, exactly?" She wiggled her body a bit to feel more casual, even as Carter kept pounding her asshole.

Ben shrugged. "I don't know, you just ... seem like ..."

Abbie giggled. "Go on, I like watching you squirm like this." Carter took the initiative to switch back to Abbie's pussy, eliciting a groan and fluttering eyelids. "Oh, god ... yes ..."

Ben let out a disappointed grunt. "I don't know. You're like, so ... normal."

"And double penetration isn't normal?"

"No, not really," Ben said quickly.

Abbie smiled. "And you think I'm too normal for it?"

Ben laughed, not sure how he was suddenly losing this battle. "Maybe? I guess I had in my mind that you were a sweet, normal, kind of wholesome woman."

"So wholesome that I meet two strangers, and less than an hour later, I'm naked in their room fucking both of them?"

Ben laughed again. "I guess when you put it like that ..." Abbie took hold of his cock again, and sucked it hard, surprising Ben. "Oh, Christ ... yeah, maybe that's not so wholesome."

"So have you?" Carter asked. He'd been quiet for a bit, but still wanted an answer to his initial question.

Abbie slowly slipped Ben's dick out of her mouth again. "Mm-hm."

Carter grinned. "And ... do you want to do it again? Now?"

Abbie lifted herself up on her elbows to look at him more directly. "Mm-hm."


Without needing further instruction, Carter moved onto the bed, lying flat on his back in the center of the mattress. His cock stood proudly at attention, glistening with Abbie's juices. He stroked himself lazily, watching as Abbie climbed onto the bed after him. She crawled toward him, her eyes dark with lust. She swung one leg over his body, straddling his hips and hovering just above his erection. Her hair fell forward, creating a curtain around their faces as she leaned down to kiss him deeply.

"Ready?" she whispered against his lips.

Abbie reached between them, taking his cock in her hand and guiding it to her entrance. She sank down slowly, savoring the feeling of him stretching her pussy once more. A soft moan escaped her as she took him completely, her pelvis flush against his. She began to rock gently, adjusting to the fullness inside her. She glanced over her shoulder at Ben, who stood watching them with hungry eyes, stroking his cock.

"Your turn," she said, her voice commanding despite her **** position. "If we're going to DP me properly, that means you're fucking my ass." She held his gaze steadily, not a hint of shyness in her expression. "Think you can handle that?"

Ben swallowed hard, his cock twitching at her words. "Hell yes," he breathed, climbing onto the bed behind her. He ran his hands over the smooth curve of her ass, spreading her cheeks to expose her tight hole. It was already slightly stretched from Carter's earlier attention, but still looked impossibly small compared to his thick shaft.

Abbie sensed his reservation. "Come here," she said, beckoning him toward her. He stood on the bed, his cock level with her face. She filled her mouth with saliva, and lathered his dick up with her tongue. "There. Nice and wet." She winked at him, and added, "Perfect for my tight little ass, don't you think?"

Ben got back on his knees behind her, pushing her forward against Carter. He pressed into her, feeling the initial resistance of her body. He applied steady pressure until the head of his cock slipped past the tight muscle. Abbie gasped, her body tensing around both men.

"Mm ..." she groaned. "Yes ..." Her body stretched to accommodate both men inside her. The sensation was amazing, full, immensely satisfying. The delicious pressure of two cocks inside her sent waves of pleasure coursing through veins.

Carter groaned beneath her, feeling Ben's movements through the shared barrier. "Fuck, that's intense," he muttered, his hands gripping Abbie's hips to steady her.

Slowly, carefully, Ben pushed even deeper inside her ass. Abbie's breathing came in short, shallow gasps as she adjusted to the incredible fullness. Her eyes were closed, her face a mask of concentrated pleasure.

"This is ... perfect," Abbie whispered. She writhed and twisted between the two men, every pulse and twitch of their bodies resonating through her own. Experimentally, and with a smile, she clenched her muscles, drawing simultaneous groans from both men.

"Christ," Ben hissed. "Do that again and I won't last thirty seconds."

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