Tanner: letting Claire choose who pops her

POV: Tanner

“I like her for you,” he says. “Sweet little thing. You already have real feelings for her. You sure you want to share?”

He has a point. I love sharing women with Deion, watching him stretch them wide, reshape them with that massive dick. But afterward I always walk. I never date the ruined ones.

With Claire… I feel something different. She’s worth the risk. Worth seeing what happens when he fucks her.

“Of course,” I mutter. “I share everything with you.”

He gives me a knowing smirk, thick black cock resting heavy and half-hard against his thigh. “You should take her first… because I’m gonna stretch that innocent pussy so wide you won’t feel the sides anymore.”

My face burns. My cock throbs against my stomach, leaking pre-cum as shame floods me. That’s exactly how I want her: used up by him and discarded. But once she feels that kind of fullness, the kind I can never give, will she even want me after?

Claire comes out of the bathroom radiating a newfound certainty. Deion and I are on our backs, each stroking our cocks, eyes roaming over our beautiful guest and lingering on the glistening promise between her thighs. Instead of hesitating or covering up, Claire spreads her legs slightly and tugs the flesh up at her pubic bone, boldly displaying those luscious big pussy lips to us. Her confident gaze hungry as it lingers on our cocks. Whatever doubt she carried earlier is gone. She's going to let us fuck her!

“Look at this incredibly sexy, confident woman,” I muse. “Is this the same shy girl we found hiding at the party?”

Claire laughs softly. “You guys have a way of making me feel beautiful. I’m having such a great time. Thank you.”

We could take her now, but we wait. She needs to come to us. We want her to beg.

Claire kneels between us. She reaches out, wraps her hand around my cock, and pumps gently. A thick drop of precome wells up, pearling at the tip with a faint white tint. I’m so close already, edged for what feels like hours. She leans down, tongue tracing the underside of my shaft in a slow, teasing line, then circles the head, collecting the fluid. She pulls it in and swallows with a satisfied hum then slides those full lips around me. She takes most of my length in one smooth motion, tongue swirling perfectly along the sensitive underside, suction steady, thumb and finger circling the base.

After ten perfect bobs I’m worried she’ll make me come before I get to fuck her. Then, with a wet pop, she releases me. “Damn, Claire,” I breathe. “That’s good head.”

She grins, leans to the other side. I watch her struggle to open wide enough for Deion. Her hand works the thick base while her mouth takes the first few inches, then a little more. She adapts, tongue working furiously, cheeks hollowing. On one deeper push she gags, his cock popping free as she coughs, laughing.

"That's really big," she says with a sheepish grin.

Deion chuckles. “Here, baby. Center yourself. I’m going to hog you for a while.” He spreads his legs so Claire can kneel in front of him.

She slides her lips down him again. Deion zones out, eyes half-closed, fighting not to come. I'm leaned away from her to get condoms from the bedside table when Deion mutters a compliment to our cocksucker as she slurps.

"At least I've done this before," she mutters while licking the head.

Holy shit.

Did I hear right? I turn back to face her, see Deion staring at the ceiling, oblivious. Claire has part of his dick back in her mouth with eyes wide, like she just accidentally let something slip. I act like I didn't hear, stare at her pussy while she kneels, butt the words hit hard.

Clare is a virgin!

The pieces come together. She's dropped all sorts of hints, intentional or not. She said someone with a big dick tried already and couldn't get it in. She’s never been fucked. But someone taught her to suck dick. She honed that skill while waiting for the right moment. The right men. She chose us!

My heart slams. Arousal floods me, cock throbbing harder than ever. She’s trusting us with everything. She didn’t tell us so we wouldn’t treat her like glass, so we’d give her the full, raw experience she craves. I respect that. I won’t say a word.

There’s only one thing left to do: give her what she wants and fuck her before she changes her mind. And because it's her first time, Claire should decide who gets the honors.

Her mouth still full of black cock, her eyes meet mine. "We're going to fuck you now, Claire. Are you ready?"

Her cheeks burn again, and she lets Deion's cock plop out. She exhales deeply, betraying her nerves, then grins. "Yes."

I open my hand and show her the two condoms. One of them is obviously larger with the word "MAGNUM" stamped on it twice. "The lady chooses who goes first."