This is my wife’s second story, in pretty much her words but written by me. (She’s such a lazy bitch!)
We had so much fun writing the last story together we thought we do it again. It takes us ages to write these as we get horny as she describes the events. We inevitably end up fucking or with her between my legs under the table sucking as I type. Even as I write this I can feel my cock stiffening and we haven’t even started yet!
Okay, over to Steff.

This story took place about 3 months before the events of my first story when I fucked with my friend and her boyfriend. This time was my first ever experience with a threesome and because of that it might seem a little tame compared to some of the other stories on this site and possibly a bit short. We are not porn stars however and this is what happened. It was pretty amazing at the time I can assure you, for me anyway. This story, as the last, involved the use of the drug ecstasy. It was a pretty large part of my life then and I used it most weekends.

For those of you haven’t ‘used’ before here is a definition;
Ecstasy, also known as “E” or “X” is a stimulant drug that is chemically related to mescaline and amphetamine and is used illicitly for its euphoric and hallucinogenic effects; it was formerly used in psychotherapy but in 1985 it was declared illegal in the United States; “MDMA is often used at parties because it enables partygoers to remain active for long periods of time”
When taking ecstasy I experienced euphoria, and overwhelming feeling of love for my fellow partygoers as well as all the other feelings associated with being “high”.
My skin was very sensitive and being touched and hugged felt incredibly good. After a few hours as the immediate strong effects started to wean I’d get horny, very horny.

The other word I use in the story is “rush”. This defined as;
“The intensely pleasurable sensation experienced immediately after use of a stimulant or a mind-altering drug.”
I have tried to find a good description of an ‘ecstasy rush’ but have been unable. I guess it’s one of those things you just have to experience for yourself. Chemically it’s a release of endorphins and it hits you like a wave of extreme pleasure. It could be so extreme that it would make your teeth chatter and your body shiver with all your hairs standing on end as your vision blurred and you felt as good as you could without actually cumming.

Right, on with my tale; When I was about 15 and my body developed and suddenly (it seemed) I had these enormous knockers (36D) and lots of attention from boys. I became a bit slutty I guess and have remained that way ever since. I don’t think it’s necessarily a bad thing, providing it’s kept in check. At this tender age and all through my teenage years however, I did many things that I’m not very proud of. I lost my virginity in my last year of school. (A very unimpressive fumble and 2 thrust fuck.) Running with a rebellious crowd I started smoking at 16, drinking alcohol then smoking weed followed by speed then acid and finally coke and ecstasy in the space of 5 years. Even before the drugs I would drop my knickers pretty quickly and wouldn’t think twice about screwing someone on night I met them. As I said, I’m not proud.

At the time of this story I had a boyfriend that I’d been with off and on with for a couple of years. His name was Paul he was a couple of years older than me and he shared a house with his best friend Steve. They were bang into raving and all the drugs I have just mentioned, barely managing to hold down their jobs, they lived for the weekend.
Paul & I had a very volatile relationship, fighting like cats and dogs one minute and fucking like rabbits the next. We were very passionate but it was never going to last the distance. Paul & Steve had been best mates since they were young kids and were inseparable. Paul was a slim guy, 5ft 10”, good looking with a wicked sense of humour. He had an average 7” uncut cock. Steve was a bigger guy, 6ft and heavier without being fat. They both used free weights and were hard and toned. A corner of the living room was set aside for the weight bench and they worked out every day. Steve was a good looking blond with his long hair always tied in a ponytail, very popular at the time. He was seeing a girl called Mandy but he wouldn’t say she was his girlfriend, more of a regular fuck. Mandy and I hung out as the boys were always together but we weren’t best friends or anything. She had told me that Steve had a nice thick cock that was about 8” long and that they had great sex. I found myself fancying Steve a bit, we spent so much time together and both of us enjoyed flirting playfully.
In bed Paul and I enjoyed experimenting. We had some toys, a 7” vibrating dildo, and we’d tried some light bondage, tying each other up to the bed and he’d bought me some lovely lingerie. Paul got me into porn, he had some VHS tapes and we’d watch them in his bedroom getting ideas from them and copying the on screen antics. This was in the days before the nasty hard-core of today… Paul loved it when I tied him to the bed and talked dirty and played with myself teasing him mercilessly as his cock swelled and twitched. He also liked the 69 position on our sides, I’d suck him as he pushed a dildo into me and he liked to ask,
“Who’s cock do you wish this was?”
”Steve’s” I’d reply. That really got him going.
That game really sowed the seeds to what followed next.

It was the weekend, Saturday night and Paul, Steve and I were going to a Rave night at a club. Mandy couldn’t go for a reason that escapes me now. We’d meet up with more friends when we there. We had a good night, Paul and I didn’t fight and we both took a couple of E’s. We’d danced all night, Paul loved the attention I got in my tiny red dress, my tits were busting out of the front and my ass cheeks and panties were displayed as I spun on the dance floor. By the end of the night we were sweaty and high. After the final track was played and the night ended we were invited to a party which was pretty normal for us. Paul wanted to go, he still had a pill left and was keen to carry on. I on the other hand was as horny as fuck and felt sweaty and dirty. I just wanted to go home and take a quick shower and get fucked hard by my man. I pulled him close to me and squeezed his crotch through his jeans.
“No party babe, take me home and I’ll fuck you until morning, I promise you won’t regret it.”
Paul looked down at me and looking up at him I licked my lips seductively and kissed him hard, forcing my tongue into his mouth, squeezing and rubbing his bulge. I felt his dick twitch and he responded to my kiss by putting his hands up under my dress and squeezing my ass. My dress rode up exposing my tiny panties to the crowd. We looked into each other’s eyes and I knew I had him.

Paul was driving that night (yes, very dangerous I know) and dropped Steve at the party which was about half an hour’s drive from their house.
“See ya later guys, have fun” Steve winked as he got out of the car.
I climbed into the front seat next to Paul and as he pulled away, hitched my little red dress up around my waist. Parting my thighs I placed my heels on the car dashboard and looked at Paul who glanced at me and gaped.
“Jesus babe!” He gasped.
I’d removed my panties when I was in the back of the car on my own and already made myself wet playing with myself. Saying nothing and keeping my eyes on Paul I ran a finger down my slit and dipped it into my pussy. Paul struggled to keep the car on the road as he watched me push my middle finger in. I knew he wanted to reach across but he was driving a standard UK manual drive car which meant he had to keep changing gear.
I was feeling very aroused and sliding my finger out found my clit and rubbed, an exaggerated porn film moan of pleasure escaping my lips as I closed my eyes.
“Hmnnnnn.”
I kept this up for 10 minutes until I was panting as I fingered myself and rubbed my swollen clitty. Looking across at Paul, his eyes stared at my cunt with dilated pupils occasionally glancing at the road.
“Do you want to fuck this juicy cunt?” I asked him.
Paul nodded furiously and reached down to rub his cock through his jeans.
“You want to stick your big hard cock into my tight wet pussy?”
“Yeeeees.” Paul groaned.
“Keep driving.” I instructed as I reached over and unbuttoned his jeans.
Paul managed to shuffle on his seat enough for me tug his jeans down a bit and free his cock which sprang up hard as a rock. With one hand I resumed playing with myself and with the other I grabbed Paul’s dick and pulled his foreskin down hard. Paul grunted and I could feel him swell in my fist. I began to wank him slowly as I rubbed my clit and both of us moaned gently.
With about 5 minutes of journey left I leant over and took him into my mouth and my head was bobbing up and down in his lap as he pulled up outside his house.

Paul’s hands were all over me as we entered the house; as soon as the door closed behind us he pulled my dress up and over my head throwing it to one side, leaving me in my lacy bra and fuck me pumps. Pulling me to him he kissed me hard, his hand between my legs, fingers probing.
“Whoa, hold on honey, there’s plenty of time, I need a shower and so do you. Make me a cup of tea while I clean myself up.”
I looked down and could see that Paul hadn’t buttoned up his trousers, they were hanging open and his hard dick jutted out.
“Keep this hard for me” I said, reaching out and tugging his cock.
As I walked away I unclasped my bra releasing my tits. Glancing over my shoulder and kneading my boobs Paul was almost drooling.
“Fuckin’ hell babe, what are you doing to me?”
Laughing, I bounded up the stairs, tits and ass jiggling.

The shower felt great on my skin and made me rush and shiver. Once showered, feeling lovely and clean, I pulled on a clean pair of panties and one of Pauls t-shirts. Applying the faintest make up perfume I headed downstairs. Paul had put some music on and was puffing away on a big fat joint. Grinning he indicated to the coffee table. Two cups of tea steamed and now I knew why Paul was grinning; next to the cups was half an ‘E’ the other half obviously in Pauls stomach.
Never to outdone I placed it my tongue and took a swig of tea, swallowing the little gem. Paul stood and slid his hand up my t-shirt and squeezed my boobs, pulling me into a deep kiss. I responded and hugged my man tight as he found my nipple and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. I’ve always had sensitive nipples and they hardened like bullets under his touch making me horny again. Our kiss got harder, our tongues entwined and I reached down for his cock.
“My turn for the shower then.” He said pulling away abruptly, grinning at me, impressing me with his self-control.
“Bastard!” I laughed as he passed me the joint and left the room.

By the time Paul returned I was buzzing again. The half pill had topped up the MDMA levels in my body again I was rushing like crazy. Paul’s pupils were like saucers and I guess mine were the same. Paul had pulled on some jogging bottoms and was bare chested. We spent an hour or so smoking joints and dancing around the front room rushing wonderfully. Paul danced behind me pulling up my t-shirt and squeezing my tits. I ground my ass into his crotch and one of his hands slid down and into my panties playing with my wet pussy as he nibbled my neck. His touch felt so good and a shivers of pleasure coursed through my body. Eventually I decided to move things along and sank to my knees in front of Paul and tugged his bottoms down. His cock was semi hard, and I held it in one hand and lowered my head to it. Positioning it at the entrance to my mouth I looked up into Paul’s eyes and opened my mouth. Looking into a guy’s eyes as I suck his cock always makes me feel dirty, slutty and aroused and this was no exception, his cock twitched and stiffened as I took it into my mouth. I watched Paul, his mouth slightly apart, breathing heavily his lust filled eyes watching as I clamped my lips and moved my mouth up and down his shaft. I could feel my pussy leaking into my panties my nipples were erect and pointing through my t-shirt, I was gagging to be fucked. Paul’s teeth started grinding and his grimace indicated that he was rushing. I took his cock out of mouth and pulled back his foreskin hard. He groaned and held my head to steady himself as his knees wobbled and his whole body trembled.
“Time to get you to bed” I said as his rush subsided.

Paul lay on the bed on his back watching me as I pulled the t-shirt over my head, my tits bouncing free and wiggled out of my wet panties. He’d put a porn film on his VCR and the noises of fucking filled the bedroom. Paul had had a taste now it was my turn. Climbing onto the bed I placed my knees on either side of his head and sank down, grinding my wet cunt into his face. His tongue started probing and I manoeuvred myself to give him better access. Finally he hit the spot and his hands gripped my ass cheeks as he lapped at my wet pussy his nose bumping against my clit. Moving myself lower so his tongue could reach my swollen little button I reached up and started to massage my boobs tweaking my nipples. Paul knew what I wanted and flicked his tongue against my clit, enticing a little rush of ecstasy that made me moan. My legs began to tremble and I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my jaw until the rush finished. I really wanted my pussy filled but decided to start one of our favourite games.
As I climbed off his face Paul grabbed for me trying to get me onto my back and his cock into me. I wriggled out of his grasp and slid of the bed ignoring his groans of frustration, impressed with my own resolve.
“Wait there like a good boy” I scolded him.
I reached into his bedside drawer, our little drawer of fun, and pulled out four strips of fabric.
“Okay baby, you know the drill, be a good boy now.”
Paul obeyed immediately and lay back; spread eagled on the bed and let me use the fabric to tie his wrists and ankles to the wooden bed posts. We didn’t go for leather straps or rope; we weren’t hard-core BDSM freaks, just kids experimenting. Paul could easily get out his bonds if he chose but had absolutely no intentions of doing that. Not yet anyway. Once he was ‘secured’ I placed a pillow under his head and sat between his spread legs facing him. I could see my pussy juices glistening around his mouth and his nose and I leaned in and kissed him hard licking his face clean, enjoying the taste of myself and the naughtiness of it.
“Oh baby I’m soooo horrrrrrny” I cooed at him. “I need some big haaaaaard cock.”
My hands rose to my tits and squeezed and kneaded them, tweaking my nipples as Paul stared at me. I could see his cock twitching and bobbing as blood pumped into it. Paul licked his dry lips as my hands moved all over my body caressing every inch of my smooth white skin. I pulled a breast to my mouth and chewed on my nipple, one of the advantages of having big tits. Spreading my legs wide over Pauls I leant back on one hand and ran my hand over my stomach and down into my pubic hair. Running a finger down my pussy lips I pushed a finger into my hole massaging the wall of my cunt. Paul craned his neck so he could watch. A second finger joined the first and I fucked myself slowly, the palm of my hand rubbing my clit, my juices dripping onto the bed.
“Oh god” I sighed. “This feels soooo good.”
It was time to turn up the heat on my fella. I crawled over to him, kneeling between his legs my head positioned over his dick. His cock looked painfully hard and swollen, the end of which looked purple and angry. Pre-cum oozed from the tip and ran down the shaft. Without actually touching him I moved my mouth up and down his cock, millimetres away. Sticking my tongue out I made licking motions but still didn’t make contact. Paul arched his back pushing his dick toward my mouth and I laughed at him, moving away.
“Oh dear baby. Are you horny? Do you want me to suck your big hard cock?”
“Yes. Suck my cock, please, suck me honey” Paul gasped.
I opened my mouth and placed it over the first inch of his cock, still not touching just holding it there, my hot breath on his dick.
Poor Paul was frantic now and thrust his hips upwards, his cock bumping my mouth, smearing pre-cum over my lip. I pulled away again deciding I’d tease him until he couldn’t take it anymore and had to pull himself free of his constraints.
“That was naughty” I said, slapping his cock which sprang back and forth and elicited a groan from Paul.
I climbed back off the bed instructing Paul to watch the porn on the TV. I opened our fun drawer again and picked up our sex toy; a fleshy 7” vibrating dildo a little smaller than Paul’s actual cock. Climbing back onto the bed I got onto all fours, facing the foot of the bed. I pushed my feet and calves under his thighs and inched back. Paul had a perfect view of my dripping cunt. Looking back I could see Paul was staring at my exposed parts and drooling.
“Watch your film or you’re not going to have me.” I whispered.
Paul tore his eyes away from me and to the TV which was at the side on a chest of drawers. I could see it from my position and watched a lesbian scene unfold. Reaching back, underneath my body I rubbed my clit and fingered my pussy. Glancing back to check on Paul I saw him quickly avert his eyes and go back to his film. I smiled to myself.
“I hope you’re not watching me you pervert.”
Paul swallowed hard “n,no.”
I pulled my hand away from my pussy and sat back, my ass on his stomach with his cock between my legs; I leaned back and offered my wet fingers to his mouth.
Paul greedily sucked them and licked them clean. Looking down at his hard cock it was all I could do not to sink my aching pussy down onto it. This was affecting me as much as him after all. I knew though, that the longer we could tease ourselves the more explosive the fuck would be when it came. I brushed my fingers lightly over his dick and it bobbed in anticipation.
“Ooh, you’re so hard honey. I can’t wait to have you in me.”
I could hear Paul panting behind me and decided to encourage him. Without warning I grasped his cock and wanked him hard and fast about ten times, the final tug down pulled his foreskin down painfully and I held it there. I saw the hairs on his leg stand up and looked back to see him rushing uncontrollably, his jaw grinding as he pulled those faces that only ravers know. I cupped his balls with my free hand and squeezed until his rush subsided and then released I his cock and ball sack.
“Good baby?”
“Oh my god, that was intense.” He replied.
Getting onto all fours again I reached back with the dildo and rubbed it around my pussy, lubricating it before sliding it into my waiting snatch. Slowly I inched it in, withdrawing it then easing it further forwards, lubricating it fully and letting my pussy get used to it. Soon enough I was sliding the full length slowly in and out. I flicked the switch at the base of the device and a buzzing noise filled the room. It felt fucking great and knowing that Paul was staring at my exposed privates added to the thrill.
“Oh yeah baby, this feels soooo fucking good.” I said putting on my best porn voice again.
“Fucking my pussy with this rubber cock feels really nice……but I wish it was a real big, hard fat cock.”
Paul took the bait. “Whose cock do you wish it was?”
“Steve’s.” I hissed, playing the game, shuddering as I imagined it, “but as Steve’s not here I guess I’ll just have to keep fucking myself with this dildo.”
Paul moaned, obviously imagining me fucking his best friend too and enjoying our kinky game.
My hand was moving faster between my legs now, the vibrations sending tremors of excitement through my pussy. I looked down between my swinging tits and saw Pauls cock and couldn’t resist it any longer, time the final act.
Removing the dildo I shuffled forwards and positioned myself over Pauls dick, Grasping it in one hand I lined it up rubbed it in between my labia, Paul began to buck, trying to force himself into me and I rode him like a cowgirl never allowing him to fully enter me. Paul started to beg.
“Please baby, please.”
A couple of inches slid into my hole and Paul started thrusting harder, I managed to keep him just about there, giggling as he bucked beneath me. Sometimes as much as half his cock slid in and sometimes he popped right out. Eventually I gave in and sank down hard until fully engorged on his cock, my butt cheeks resting on his groin. We moaned in unison as I sank down. He felt really big in this position, filling my pussy, his cock rubbing my pussy wall and feeling like it was touching my tummy. I ground down on his cock my pussy muscles squeezing the hard phallus. I wanted to start bouncing but played my final card.
Abruptly I raised myself off his cock and started to crawl away. Paul whimpered.
“That’s enough for now.” I said.
Paul couldn’t take it anymore and slipped his hands and feet out of his constraints, grabbing me around the waist. I playfully resisted, trying to crawl away. Before I knew it Paul was on his knees behind me, his hands grasping my hips, and I felt his cock bump my pussy as he pulled me back toward him. Thrusting his hips forwards he impaled me on his cock forcing the air out of me, and making me whimper. He began pumping his full length into me in fast, long strokes.
The rush that hit me was enormous. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears. I collapsed forwards, my head pushed into the bed. I grabbed the bed sheet with my hands and twisted it.
“Shiiiiiiiiiiiit” I squealed between clenched teeth, my face contorted.
Paul kept pounding my pussy, unaware of my shaking and trembling. Gradually my rush subsided and I lay forward, flat on my belly with my ass pushed into the air as Paul straddled my legs and kept banging away. If it wasn’t for the drugs he would have cum long ago and I just hope we’d both manage to climax before we gave in.
I needn’t have worried.
Paul flipped me over and I hugged my knees to my chest as he slipped into me again, slower this time, he thrust his full length in and out of my soaking snatch.
“I love fucking you babe.” He whispered before kissing me hard and wet.

It was at this point that we heard the door open and close downstairs. I looked at the clock, it was 5am, and we’d been home about 2 hours and in bed for an hour already.
Steve had got home from the party, quite early for him. It wasn’t unreasonable to be out until 9 or 10am. Paul and I shared a look, nothing was spoken and he carried on gently thrusting into me as our eyes remained locked.
Paul obviously came to a decision and withdrew from me.
“Suck my cock baby.”
I started to go down on him and Paul pulled me around so we’d be in the 69 position. A thought entered my head that gave me butterflies in my tummy.
Lying on our sides with our heads at each other’s groins I took Paul’s cock and hungrily licked and sucked it, cleaning it of my juices. Paul raised one of my legs and went to work on my cunt, flicking my clit and pushing his tongue into my hole. Then I felt something bigger pushing between my lips. Paul had found the dildo and was slowly slipping it into me. Rubbing my clit with the thumb of one hand and fucking me with the dildo I began to pant and gently moan. I knew what was coming.
“Do you wish this was a real cock?” Paul asked, right on cue.
“Ooooh yeah, I wish I had a hard cock fucking me while I suck your dick babe.”
“Whose cock do you want it to be?” Came the inevitable question.
I knew that I had to answer with the same response as I always did, but I also knew what the consequences would be this time.
“Steve’s.” I answered truthfully. “I want Steve’s big hard cock fucking me.”
There was a pause, I knew Paul had made his mind up even before he asked the question but he obviously wasn’t sure I’d go for it. I gave him some encouragement by moaning softly and sucking hard on his dick. It did the trick.
“Shall I go and get him then?”
We both stopped what we were doing and probably a bit quicker than I should, replied.
“Okay then.”
Paul rolled away and climbed off the bed and looked at me.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Paul grabbed his jogging bottoms and pulled them on and left, closing the door behind him.
Jesus, I thought, I can’t believe this is happening.
I leapt up shaking in nervous excitement. I looked in the mirror and checked myself. I looked a fucking mess. I did what I could to improve things, which wasn’t much and lay back on the bed, covering myself with the discarded sheet. I could hear the guys talking downstairs but not what was being said and then I heard footsteps on the stairs. Were we really going to do this? I was trembling and I didn’t know if it was the drugs or just plain nervous excitement.
The door opened and Paul walked in, alone.
“Steve will be up in a minute.”
He pulled of his bottoms and his cock sprang out, still semi hard. He pulled the sheet of me.
“Too late to be shy” he said.
He climbed onto the bed and lay on his back with his head at the foot of the bed nearest the door. He held his arms out to indicate I come to him. I could tell what he had in mind.
Facing the door I positioned myself over Pauls cock and holding it in one hand guided it to the entrance of my cunt. I felt him throb in my hand, hardening as I lowered myself down.
Paul reached up and fondled my boobs, pinching my erect nipples as I began to raise and lower myself on and off his dick.
“Oh fuck that feels goooood” I groaned.
The sexual feelings in me were heightened by the thoughts of what was going to happen and I felt like such a dirty, sexy slut.
“Yes baby, fuck me” Paul replied, holding my hips and thrusting into me.

Suddenly the door opened and Steve stood in the doorway, eyes wide as plates. He was bare chested with a pair of jeans still on, although they were unbuttoned and hung open. I could tell he’d taken more drugs looked totally out of it. He stared at the site that greeted him; there I was, bouncing up and down on Paul’s cock, tits swinging, nibbling my bottom lip and staring at him lustfully.
Paul looked up at his friend.
“Help yourself mate, she’s horny as fuck.” Then to me: “Do you want to suck Steve’s cock baby?”
Oh my god this was the horniest thing ever. I felt like a porn star and decided to play the part.
“Yes, I want to suck some cock.” I breathed, feeling dirty but soooo horny.
Steve climbed onto the bed and stood at my head, I stopped bouncing and left Paul to gently thrust into me as I nervously reached out and began to tug down Steve’s jeans and boxer shorts. The head of his cock pushed into view and eventually his clothes slipped over his hips and down around his lower legs. I stared at my lover’s naked best friend. He looked good, his cock was already semi-hard and curved up and out from a thatch of blond pubic hair. He was uncut too and two heavy balls hung down heavily. I thought Steve’s cock looked to be a full inch or so longer than Pauls. It was hard to judge as it had such a wondrous curve to it where Pauls was dead straight. What impressed me most was the girth; he was much fatter than Paul. Mandy was right, he was impressively hung and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. Steve’s cock bobbed gently up and down as it hardened.
I looked down at Paul and watched him stare and lick his dry lips as I held Steve’s dick and moved my head toward it. Opening my mouth wide I stared up at Steve and closed my lips around the tip. Pulling back on his velvety fore-skin I wanked him slowly and pushed my head down, sucking him in. He was thick and I had to stretch my mouth wide as he held the sides of my head and guided his cock in. I took my hand away and he began to fuck my mouth slowly. I started to ride Pauls cock again, bouncing gently, and he responded by grinding me back and forth. I was lost in the moment now, sucking and fucking for all I was worth; Steve’s face was full of sexual hunger as I looked into his eyes and bounced up and down on Pauls thrusting dick.
“Is that nice honey, sucking his big fat cock?” Paul grunted.
I pulled my head backwards of Steve’s fat dick, allowing myself to speak.
“Oh Yeeeees baby, I love sucking his cock while you fuck me. It feels soooo nice.” I replied using my best porn star voice again.
I watched Steve face contort as he started to rush and I pulled my head away and wanked his cock hard and fast just like I had Pauls; pulling down hard on the last downward stroke and holding him there, pulling the foreskin down painfully. Steve’s jaw started shuddering and then his knees buckled and he nearly collapsed. His cock was pulled from grasp and he knelt hugging me to keep his balance. I squeezed him tight until he recovered whispering that I loved him. He reached up to my tits and squeezed them.
“Lovely tits Steff” He commented.
“Thanks honey.” I laughed.
I moved my hand to my own nipple and rolled and squeezed it pulling on it hard making me shiver and Steve took one in his mouth and sucked it hard while nibbling, making me gasp. After some good tit sucking, Steve nibbled his way up my neck and we shared a compassionate kiss.
Paul may have got a little jealous at this point because he lifted me up and slid from under me, breaking our kiss.
“Wanna’ fuck her then?” He asked Steve.
It sounds very crude now, but at the time it was the right thing to say, I felt like a dirty whore and I loved it. There was no going back to a normal sex life now. Not after this.
Steve nodded and swallowed hard. Paul pulled me onto my hands and knees again, across the width of the bed, Steve positioned himself behind me and Paul stood on the floor in front of me.
I felt Steve’s cock bump around my pussy trying to get located. I reached back underneath myself and he let go of his dick as I guided him to my entrance. Placing a hand on both my hips he pushed gently forwards, my pussy lips opened and clamped over the tip of his cock. Paul held my head and pushed his dick into my mouth and I greedily slurped on it.
Steve moved backwards and forwards and gradually inched his cock into my gaping cunt, he was fat and he stretched me, filling me up. The curve in his cock reached a different spot inside me to normal and rubbed against my vaginal wall wonderfully. Suddenly Steve pulled back on my hips and lunged forwards impaling me on his rod. I clamped my lips around Paul’s dick and sucked hard, stifling a scream. Slowly Steve withdrew until just the tip remained inside me before repeating the process and engorging me again, my cunt gripping his cock. I pulled my mouth off Paul to breath. Saliva ran down his shaft and dripped onto the floor.
“Oh god that feels good. Fuck me baby, fuck me hard. I panted.
Steve carried on slowly withdrawing before ramming into me for a minute or two before he speeded up and began banging away from behind, his thighs slapping wetly against my quivering ass cheeks. He slapped a butt cheek playfully, again and again and I squealed like a naughty child. Squeezing my ass cheeks apart and spreading them Steve watched me take his cock and no doubt staring at my asshole winking at him.
“Yeah, fuck her Steve, fuck the naughty little slut. She’s fuckin’ lovin’ it” said Paul.
He was right. I was in ecstasy, Steve’s fat dick, ramming me from behind while I sucked on my boyfriend’s cock…
I stopped sucking for a minute and looked back over my shoulder at Steve.
“Yes, fuck me; fuck me hard, I fuckin’ love it!” I hissed through gritted teeth.
Steve responded and fucked me harder. My shoulders sank onto the bed and I pushed my ass up into the air and gripped the bed with white knuckles. Steve gripped my hips pulling me back onto his cock, ramming into me hard, occasionally slapping my ass, making me squeal.
Paul had to kneel in order to feed his dick into my mouth and they held me there fucking me hard. My head was spinning as I was fucked hard for ages, my jaw ached and I gagged as Paul got carried away and pushed his cock deep into my throat as he fucked my mouth.
Gradually I began to feel my orgasm building. It started in my belly where Steve’s cock seemed to be rubbing my ‘G’ spot and it grew as it spread to my cunt.
“OH YEEEEEES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!” I wailed, thrashing on the bed as I was pounded hard from behind.
Steve sensed I was close and reached underneath and found my swollen clit. He rubbed it hard with his fingertips as he hammered my cunt and then my orgasm exploded through me making me rush uncontrollably.
“Cu, cum, CUUUUUUUMING!” I screamed as my pussy contracted around Steve’s cock.
Steve slowed but still pushed his full length in and out of me, moving his hips in big circles as my pussy massaged his dick.
“OH FUCK, OH JESUS!” I cried as wave after wave of orgasm shook me.
My whole body shook with the combined effect of the rush and my huge orgasm.
Paul kissed me hard and I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth moaning, sinking down on to my tummy as my body convulsed.
Steve’s prick slipped out of my sodden twat and I felt my cum run out making me wet between my inner thighs. I lay there for a minute, panting and groaning.
Paul rolled me over and lay between my legs, entering me again, not allowing me to rest. Pulling my legs up, he placed a hand on the underside of each of my thighs just above my knees and pushed my thighs open, lifting my butt off the bed. He knelt up and slid his prick in and out of my dripping cunt, fucking me hard.
I began to moan, my eyes closed until I felt Steve at my head again. Opening my eyes Steve was grinning down at me.
“Come on you dirty bitch, suck my cock.”
I could see my creamy cum all over his shaft and I couldn’t help myself.
“Mmmmmmm” I moaned, opening my mouth wide as it was again filled with Steve’s fat dick.
I revelled in the taste of my cum and ran my tongue around, cleaning his prick. Paul fucked me hard, slamming in to me. I knew that in this position my pussy felt tight and from the noises he was making I knew he was trying to cum. Steve face fucked me as Paul’s cock pistoned in and out of me harder and harder, I looked up, sweat was dripping off Pauls forehead and I reached out and grabbed his buttocks pulling him in and out of me hard. Eventually Paul’s eyes closed and he looked skywards, groaning. He shuddered as he came, cum flooding my cunt. He thrust hard twice more, draining his balls.
“Jeeeesus!” He spluttered, collapsing onto his side. He laid there, eyes closed, puffing and panting as his cum dribbled down my ass crack and onto the bed.
I guided Steve onto his back and went down on him properly. I wantonly went to work on his cock using all my skills. Sucking his balls in turn I wanked him hard and fast and then held him gently as I licked up his shaft paying special attention to the sensitive spot on the underside of the bulbous tip. Clamping my lips hard around his fuck stick I bobbed my head up and down hard and fast, working my tongue. Eventually my jaw began to ache. I desperately wanted him to cum in my mouth.
“Cum for me baby, give me your cum” I breathed at him wanking him hard.
Steve closed his eyes and concentrated trying to reach an orgasm, fighting against the drugs. I tugged on his cock faster and faster until my hand was a blur and eventually I felt his cock swell and twitch in my hand.
“Oh, OH, OH!” he stuttered.
Positioning my mouth, wide open over his cock, a spray of cum erupted from the end splashing onto my tongue.
“FUCK!” Steve cried as his hips bucked, cum spurting form his cock.
I clamped my lips around him again and sucked him softly, milking his cock as jet after jet of hot semen filled my mouth. Finally he stopped thrusting and I looked up at him and swallowed hard, his salty load sliding down my throat. I looked at Paul who was staring at us, a smile on his face.
“Good baby?”
“Mmmmmmm” I nodded.

We all laid down, me in the middle. The guys had their heads on my ample bosom, one breast each, Steve playing idly with my nipple, sending tiny shivers through me.

I’d like to say that we had a rest and fucked some more but that was the only time the three of us ever enjoyed each other in that way. I passed out and when I awoke later that morning Steve was gone from our bed. I must confess I was a little disappointed. Before I passed out I had thoughts of being tied up myself while the boys took turns with me.

Paul and I broke up for good not too long after that. It was inevitable. I did fuck with Steve again though, just him and me and it was sensational. (I knew that weight bench would come in handy.)

So that was my first experience with two cocks, it’s an experience I’ve repeated many times and I always love it.

We hope you’ve enjoyed my story. My hubby and I have enjoyed writing it so much we intend to write more, maybe something from my past again or maybe something from our exploits together, there’s so much to tell……..

Afterword: I do not advocate the use of any drugs. I can only recount my own experiences with honesty.