Grant (more intense)

I watched as the door swung open and in stepped Grant.

Grant?

What the fuck?

"Grant?" I asked, very surprised to see anyone other than Mike.

"Not who you were expecting?” Grant asked with a chuckle.

I panicked. I grabbed the sheet and threw it over myself. The thought of him seeing me naked in my bedroom, my cock on display, was quite nerve wracking. I knew he was much, much bigger than average in that department. I didn’t want him laughing at my smaller than average member.

“What’s going on?” Was all I could think to ask.

Emma walked back over to the bed, grabbed the sheet and began to pull it back down off of me. I resisted for a second until I saw the look she gave me. She didn’t say anything to me, but I could tell she considered my resistance unacceptable. I let go of the sheet and she pulled it back, revealing me to Grant once again. He didn't say anything to me, but I saw him look at the rigid pole standing up at my waist and smile every so slightly.

“There was something I wanted to do tonight," Ella said, "and Mike wasn't really going to be able to do it for me. He gets a little to squeamish doing it in front of you. I needed someone to fuck me right in front of you who was willing to tell you exactly how good it felt to fuck your girlfriend. Grant will love doing that, won't you Grant?"

"Oh hell yes," Grant said. "I love the idea of fucking someone else's girlfriend. Fucking her right in front of you and telling you all about it? That is going to be off the charts hot."

She smiled at him and then at me.

"So I made a deal with Mike to do a little swap. It's a win-win, as I see it. Mike and Grant each get to fuck two different girls tonight. Mike gets my promise that I won't say no to anything he asks of me this week. I get someone who will love fucking me right in front of you, and you get someone who can tell you what the inside of my pussy feels like, since you've never experienced it. What could be better?"

I could probably think of a few things that would be better, but I suspected the question was rhetorical.

"Wait," Grant said, sounding quite surprised, "you two haven't ever had sex?"

She walked back over to Grant. My eyes focused on the incredible sight of her perfect ass as she moved across the room.

"Nope," she said, "tonight was going to be our first time if he had managed to win at poker. But he didn't, so I went to the Prize Pool instead of to him."

"Thank god for that," Grant said, "it was fucking depressing to think of you leaving our Prize Pool. Sorry you've never experienced the glory of this hot body, Isaac, but I sure as hell am not sorry that you didn't get to keep her out of the Prize Pool."

When she got to him she grabbed his T-shirt and pulled it out from where it was tucked in his jeans, then lifted up and took it off him and tossed it on my computer desk. Her hands went immediately to his rather sizable pecs, caressing them and playing with his nipples, before she moved to his side.

"Look at him, Isaac," She said to me. "Look at what time in a weight room will do for a guy. I can tell you, all the girls love what he has done with this body."

Grant was in fantastic shape, even I had to admit it. He was tall, with broad shoulders and well defined muscles. His abs really did look like a washboard, rippling downwards from his chest to his waist.

I don't spend much time in the weight room, if you don't already know. And by 'not much time', I mean I don't go to the weight room at all. I am not out of shape, or flabby at all, but my body looks nothing like Grant's.

She stepped behind him, pressing her bare breasts into his back and wrapping her arms around him, caressing his chest with her hands.

"Mmmm," she moaned as she did it, "this body is so damn good, don't you think Isaac?"

I really hoped she would let that stay a rhetorical question. I did not want to have to answer it. Her hands moved down, across his 6-pack to the top of his jeans and she undid the button at the top and lowered his zipper. Her hands went to his hips and she lowered his jeans to the floor for him to step out of them, revealing a huge lump in the front of his dark blue boxer briefs.

"Of course," she said as her hands slid seductively up the outside of his legs to the waistband of his underwear, "his body isn't all that the girls love about Grant, is it, Isaac?"

She began to peel those briefs down, revealing a cock that I had already seen numerous times in both pictures and videos. It didn't spring up when she freed it, because he was still mostly flaccid. I couldn't help but notice that, even soft, it was already both longer and thicker than my own cock. I suspected that at some point, they would be making comparisons between the two of us in that regard. I was very glad in that moment that they hadn't done it yet.

He stepped out of his underwear, and the three of us were all naked in my bedroom.

Her hands moved back up his legs and then back behind him onto his ass. She stayed squatting behind him, and for a little while I couldn't figure out why, until I heard Grant moan rather loudly.

"Oh god," he said, looking at me, "I love it when she gets her tongue in my ass."

Fuck.

She was rimming him. Right there in front of me. In my own bedroom.

One of her hands moved around to his front and began stroking that massive organ of his. I watched as it began to grow, getting both longer and thicker, even though it started bigger than mine in both dimensions.

Grant just looked at me.

“God you have a hot girlfriend, dude,” he said to me. I’m sure he intended the irony. He knew I had never experienced what he considered so ‘hot’ about her.

When he was fully erect, that massive thing standing straight out from his midsection, looking enormous and threatening, she stood and led him over and backed him up against my nightstand. She took my hand and pulled me until I was laying on my side on the edge of the bed, and then she knelt in front of him and took him into her mouth.

“Oh fuck yeah,” Grant groaned. “Her mouth feels so damn good on my cock, dude.”

She had situated me so that I was within a foot of the action, watching as Grant's monster cock slid in and out of my girlfriend's mouth. He continued to give me a play by play of how good it felt as she bobbed enthusiastically up and down his shaft. I’ve seen a lot of porn in my days. I’ve even seen porn that starred the girl I had fallen for. Nothing prepared me for the intensity of that moment.

I am sure that most guys on this earth would never be able to handle that particular experience. But for me, it felt almost exactly what I imagined sky diving would feel like before opening the parachute. You just know that you could be seconds away from a very painful end, but the view is something almost no one else gets to experience. There is speed, exhilaration, and excitement that goes along with the sheer terror of doing something so potentially dangerous. It’s an incredible rush of emotion that I knew I was going to experience over and over again.

"I've got to tell you, Isaac," Grant said, looking down at me, "that a lot of the girls in our group suck cock. None of them are as good at it, or as enthusiastic, as Emma."

Ella.

I thought in my head. This wasn't Emma, it was Ella.

Now that we had given a name to this other side of her personality, I realized that the side I knew as Emma was someone that her other friends didn’t really know at all. They knew the girl that used sex as pure entertainment, separated completely from any emotional attachment. They knew the girl who many people would think of as a slut. This was the side of her I now knew as Ella. It was the only side of her that the rest of her friends had ever really known.

I was still the only one that knew the real Emma, the one that I had helped find herself.

It was, of course only a small consolation in that moment as I watched her mouth spread open wide, Grant’s massive shaft slipping in and out of it, but it did help ease up on the less appealing aspects of the emotions I was feeling, allowing me to more fully enjoy the intensity of my arousal.

And it was unbelievably, almost frighteningly, intense.

Soon Ella pulled back and stood up.

“Can you believe the size of this thing, Isaac?” She asked me as she stroked it right in front of me.

It was a little hard to believe, I had to admit. I was guessing it was 9” long, and considerably thicker than mine, which I knew to be about average in girth. Damn, it was an impressive beast, for sure.

She instructed me to sit up on the bed with my back against the headboard and she spread my legs wide and knelt between them. She reached down and stroked my cock in her hand.

“Oh god,” I moaned loudly, closing my eyes. It was absolutely exquisite. I’d dreamt of her touching me like this for a while now. Having her soft skin against me was a hundred times better than me stroking myself. “Jesus that’s good,” I groaned.

And then she kissed me, while my eyes were still closed, darting her tongue into my mouth. I tried to not think about where that mouth and that tongue had just been, but in that moment, I was so far consumed by my lust that I simply didn’t care.

I moaned very loudly into that kiss, knowing that I was already about to cum.

Just before I did, she backed off.

“Seriously?” She said to me, staring me deep into my eyes. “That’s all it would take to make you cum? You’ll have to do a hundred times better than that if ever think I’m going to enjoy sex with you.”

She moved backwards on the bed, looking over her shoulder at Grant, who was just finishing rolling a condom on that giant prick of his.

“C’mon, Grant. I need you to show Isaac how to fuck a girl properly.”

Damn. Ella really could be intense. But I thrived on that intensity.

“My pleasure,” Grant said with a smile.

Emma knelt on the bed and then laid her head and shoulders down between my thighs and reached up and lightly stroked me with her right hand. This meant her ass was raised up in the air, lewdly displayed to Grant, standing at the foot of the bed. I could see the lovely curves of her spectacular behind, but knew that Grant’s view was much better than my own.

Grant looked at me.

“This is quite a sight, I’ve got to tell you Isaac. That ass is so amazingly perfect. To see it perched there like that is incredible. Especially when her pussy is right below it, open, wet, and inviting, begging to be fucked. I can’t think of any sight that says ‘fuck me’ more than that.”

He reached forward with his hand and caressed her ass with it. I had touched that ass earlier in the evening, but not with it naked and on display quite like that.

“She’s spectacular, Isaac,” he said looking at me. “I don’t really understand the dynamic between the two of you. I hope that someday soon she’ll make this same invitation for you, but I’m not going to apologize for being very glad that I am going to be the one to take it, right here and right now.”

He climbed up and knelt on the bed behind her and put both hands on her ass, spreading her open as he moved forward to line himself up with her from behind. Then he looked me directly in the eye as he thrust forward with his hips.

“Oh fuck yes,” Ella groaned. “That cock feels so damn good.”

“And I’ve got to tell you, man,” Grant said to me, “this pussy is simply incredible. I love how tightly it grips my cock.”

“Of course,” Ella lifted her head up and looked intensely into my eyes, “it won’t grip your cock quite as tightly, now will it, Isaac?”

I noticed a smile on Grant’s face, but he didn’t look at me or join in on her discussion about how much smaller I was than Grant.

I was grateful to him for not jumping in on that topic. It was something I was expecting from Ella, so it only fed the emotions that contributed to my arousal. From Grant, I suspect it would have been too much, and might have destroyed the excitement level that had been so carefully cultivated.

“I’ve got to tell you, man,” Grant went on, “I really love fucking your girlfriend. It’s such an incredible sight to look down and see her perfect ass and see her pussy swallowing up my cock. Jesus it’s good.”

“Of course,” Ella said, looking at me again with her wicked smirk, “it would have swallowed up your cock on the first stroke, wouldn’t it Isaac? Grant’s got to keep working on it because he has so much more pussy to stretch out.”

Oh god!

Her words were both painful and intensely erotic, as I had come to expect from all of this.

I moaned loudly again and she had to take her hand off my cock once again.

“This isn’t the Wild West, Isaac,” she said to me. “The goal isn’t to be the first one to shoot. I don’t think you really want me to give you the nickname ‘Quick Draw’.”

I actually heard a quiet chuckle from Grant, but he still avoided looking me in the eye for a little bit.

I watched Grant slowly work himself in deeper and deeper on each stroke until I could see him press his pelvis tight against her ass.

“One of the great things about fucking Emma,” he said to me, “is that she can take all of me. Not all the girls can.”

“Not that Isaac ever has to worry about that,” Ella said, her eyes boring into mine. “God, Isaac. I love this feeling. He’s so fucking deep. Deeper than you’ll ever be. Goddamn this is good.”

Holy shit.

I couldn’t believe just how intense this version of Ella was. She was really not holding anything back. I think separating these two sides of her personality, and having let me know how much Emma loves me, allowed Ella to truly let go. One thing was for sure. As difficult as it was, it also had me on edge to the point that she could only stroke me a few times in a row without having to pull back to keep me from cumming.

I watched at Grant took a dozen or so long slow strokes, with emphasis on the word long. I couldn’t believe how long those strokes were. He had so much cock to feed her.

“God this is good pussy, Isaac. Thanks for sharing it with all of us,” he said to me as he slowly gave it to her.

“Yes,” she would say when he would bottom out. “So good. So fucking good.”

Then he looked at me.

“She’s gotten used to it now,” he said. “It’s time to give her a real fucking.”

“Yes, yes,” Ella stated, “fuck the shit out of me. Make me cum all over your big fat cock right in front of my boyfriend.”

“Oh I will, my little slut,” he said. “I definitely will.”