Go back upstairs...

I hesitated. Getting used roughly by Mike like this in front of others is new to me. I wanted him to take me, but I just didn’t think it would be in front of others. This post-wish world is wild.

“I think you need some refreshments after that rough fuck. I’ll bring you some lemonade and cookies up to your room. Have fun with the first boy.”

Mike has left, and I creep upstairs trying to hide my shame. I am happy with what has happened, but this new world is going to take some getting used to.

I throw myself down on my bed. My face is beside the other man’s thigh, my breasts loosely hanging on the sheets. Now I come face to cock with Jack. Earlier I had read a school textbook about how to give a blowjob. I might as well try it out. I brush my lips over his balls, like the book said. Meantime I am thinking about Mike’s rough hard thrusts. I grab Jack’s balls gently and put his flaccid wet dick in my mouth. I suck on Jack and try to get him hard.

Soon Jack gets hard in my mouth. He is now large, hard and awkwardly filling my whole mouth. I love the feeling of a big dick, but regardless of my practising on a dildo, it is awkward. I am trying carefully to keep my teeth covered by my lips. I can only just run my tongue around the huge tip. Getting an in-and-out motion is difficult, let alone a rhythm. I keep trying, rocking my head back and forth. I am getting a bit of a head rush.

Should I climb on him and impale myself?