Give in to it

Rationally, I knew it would be easier to give in to the irrational, animalistic part of my brain. And, of course, the irrational part of my brain was screaming: I want that dick! Sighing inwardly, I resumed making out with him, grinding my scantily-clad crotch against his and loving the way his cock responded beneath me. Meanwhile, Freddie’s large hands roamed my body, and my skin tingled pleasantly under his touch.

Without warning, he released me and started kissing my neck, and I moaned instinctively. My erect nipples were now rubbing against my bra, sending tiny ripples of adrenaline and endorphins through my body and making me shiver in anticipation. The rational part of my brain was at minimal volume in comparison to the roaring of my vagina, **** for sex.

Tantalizingly, Freddie’s hand slid down my stomach, causing me to giggle and writhe, before pulling at the waistband of my panties. One, two, three fingers slipped in and began teasing my folds, and I exhaled heavily. Clearly, he wasn’t particularly experienced, as he completely missed my clit, but at that point I couldn’t care less.

“Fuck,” I sighed.

“Do I get a turn?” Nick asked, gazing at me with pure lust in his eyes.

I glanced at Freddie for permission, and he nodded. Overcoming my ****, I scooted over so that I was now straddling Nick; almost instantly he grabbed my ass and pulled me close as he kissed me hungrily. I had to fight not to punch the cheating son-of-a-bitch (I know, I’m one to talk), instead giving him the same treatment as Freddie. His cock twitched against my panties as I ground my hips, and I had to admit I finally saw what Chrissie saw in him – even through the layers of clothing, I could tell he was packing some serious equipment. Sheesh, I didn’t put Chrissie down for a size queen. Personally, I didn’t mind too much about how big a guy’s dick was as long as he knew how to use it, but I knew some girls went in for that kind of thing.

Abruptly I felt a sharp smack on my ass cheek, and I grunted in pain. “Ow!”

Nick laughed maliciously. “Sh.” He spanked me again, harder this time, and I bit my lip to stop myself from yelling. As much as I wanted to hate it, I couldn’t help being aroused by the stinging sensation.

Smack. Smack. Smack!

After the fifth spank, I let out a yelp. “Ah, fuck!”

“That’s enough, mate,” Freddie said, standing up. “Emily, come and give me a blowjob.”

Without question, I knelt in front of him and began unbuckling his belt. He brushed a lock of my hair behind my ear, and I instinctively flinched away before smiling sheepishly up at him. “Sorry.”

Freddie grinned nervously. “Don’t worry.”

At that, I unzipped his flies and yanked his pants down, freeing the bulge in his boxers. Maintaining eye contact, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and slowly peeled it down, and his cock sprang out. I licked my lips. Running a finger along his length, I noticed how incredibly rock-hard he already was, and I teasingly kissed his tip. I could taste the faint mixture of sweat and pre-cum on my lips. Fuck I love that taste, I remember thinking to myself. I glanced up at him and giggled slightly, then swiftly engulfed half of his member.

“Shit,” Freddie groaned, and I felt his hands in my hair. Anticipating what was going to happen next, I expanded my throat by mimicking a yawn, and sure enough the pressure he was putting on the back of my head **** more of his hot cock into my salivating mouth.

After my ‘encounters’ with Liam, I’d looked up how to deepthroat cock, and I’d even given it a practice on my dildo. I mean, I didn’t want to die **** on a dick, so I figured it wouldn’t be a bad idea. Turns out the practice had paid off – his cock slid easily down my oesophagus until my lips hit the base. To be fair, it helped that he wasn’t exactly the longest I’d ever seen.

With watering eyes, I moved back and forth over his cock, then retreated slightly and sucked in a breath through my nose as I swirled my tongue around his head. The limits of my world had suddenly shrunk to just his penis in my mouth and his hands in my hair, and I loved it. I was in my element.

He threw his head back, and I pressed my advantage, deepthroating him once again. Just as I pulled back, I caught sight of Nick out of the corner of my eye: his shirt was off and his huge cock was already out. Jeez, that has to be at least 8 inches. He stood next to Freddie, and I grasped his dick and started stroking it as I kept sucking on Freddie’s.

“Give us a turn, Emily,” Nick said.

The resentment I’d felt towards him before had evaporated, replaced only by **** longing to have his massive shlong inside me. I popped Freddie out of my mouth and wrapped my lips around it, making sure to stroke Freddie’s now saliva-coated shaft. I gazed up at Chrissie’s boyfriend, sucked in a deep breath, and slowly began taking him down my throat. I got about three-quarters of the way down his length before I started to feel my gag reflex kicking in.

“You can do it,” he said.

I shook my head slightly and started to pull back, but he grabbed my hair and suddenly thrusted his hips forward. A strange, dull pain suddenly exploded in my skull, and I squeezed my eyes shut. Letting go of Freddie, I tried to push Nick’s hips away, but in my compromised position I couldn’t get enough leverage to resist his grip.

I know, I know – thinking back on it now, I should have just bitten down, but honestly it didn’t even cross my mind at the time. Plus, that could’ve led to some awkward questions at the hospital.

Nick increased the ****, and finally managed to fit his entire cock down my throat. “There you go,” he said. “Hold it. And … Relax.” He let go, and I practically flew backwards, landing in a heap on the carpet.

Through my coughs, I heard Freddie saying, “Dude, that was a bit far.”

“Meh,” Nick said. “Shall we fuck her now?”