Rough Sex

I feel a pair of hands tighten on my throat ... not hard enough to **** me, but enough to restrict airflow and blood flow. I turn my head to one side and find Lance has both arms wrapped around my neck.

I look up at Chris who says, "Shhh. You don't want to grab attention, remember? I nod, only then realizing just how loud my moans could have gotten. I'm sure there would be an easier way, but it's a bit late for that now.

Lance pounds my pussy much harder now. Before it was gentle thrusts, but now they were harder, almost mechanical. As if he had become a piston in a car motor. I moan softly, my face going bright red from the lack of oxygen. I didn't care, my mind was focused on the pleasure. I was truly helpless to the man, and I wanted it. I could only manage small sounds from my throat, "uhh aah, .. . . uggggggg uhhh".

I felt an orgasm roll through me, a shiver cascading down my body. I felt myself climax, getting taken hard, feeling his cock roughly pounding me, being taken for his pleasures alone. I feel his strong hands, tight on my throat, as he nailed me from behind. The experience was forceful and amazing, and in what seemed no time at all, his load was unleashed deep within me. His thrusts did not end there, but carried on several more times, releasing the remainder of his seed inside of me, before pulling out. I felt his hands release from my throat, and the emptiness inside of my body formed that his rod had filled. It was not entirely empty, though; his cum swirled within me, casually reminding me of what we had just shared.

After I get a few deep, ragged breaths in, I stand up and look at the two. I hear Chris say "Sorry, we didn't want you to attract attention, and neither of us could think of something else."

I smiled, despite myself at the pair. "It's ok. It may not have been the best approach, but it worked. I forgive you, and I have to admit I did enjoy the experience."

I point toward the lockers and say "Maybe we should move on to someplace more private. They both nodded, and we made our way together out of the showers. I looked and saw they must have turned the water off once the act was over. I pause only to collect my purse and wrap myself loosely in my towel.

As I walk out, I sigh and wonder what was yet to come my way. Well, at least it would be enjoyable, right?