“What?” they both reacted at the same time.
Mike shrugged. “Sure, why not?”
This was not what she had in mind. She sat up, wanting to protest.
“What are you?” Cody smiled.
“A slut,” she whispered.
“And what am I?”
I looked up at Mike. Horniness was warring with the feeling of watching the girl who took his virginity submit to another guy.
She faced Cody. “My master.”
“And if your master tells you to fuck someone…”
“I fuck someone.”
“So stay down on the ground and spread your legs.”
She did as Cody said. Her thighs trembled as she held them apart, cool breeze blowing across her vulva lips that were so wet. Mike walked over and stared down at her wet juicy pussy just waiting for dick. Any dick.
“Tell him what you want.”
“Put your dick in me, Mike.” she was alone on the gravel with two men looking down at her, and she didn’t want to be alone anymore. She wanted to be filled.
He pulled down his pants and used them as knee protection as he knelt between her legs. “I thought you were different, Vicky.” He held his stiffening dick in his hand and rubbed the head up and down her slit.
“Just fuck me!.” Vicky yelled.
He thrust inside her, filling her with his thick hard dick and her back arched in pleasure. “Fuck yes.” He leaned over her and took her breasts into his mouth and sucked all around as he thrust into her again and again. He helped himself onto his elbows and pistoned himself in and out of her pussy, driving her into the dirt. Sweat rolled off her stomach, making the dust under stick to her side and back. Rocks dug into her back. She clenched her pussy around him as she came which pushed him over the edge.
“Ugh uh ugggggh,” he moaned as he filled her with his cum.
He lay on top of her for three recovery breaths before pulling out and fastening his pants. Her ex-boyfriend and Cody looked down on her, naked in the dirt. Mike’s semen spilled out of her pussy.
Cody offered me a hand up. Gravel stuck to her back, ass, and thighs. Cody ran his hand over her backside from top to bottom, dislodging the rocks. “Good slut,” he cooed into the back of her neck. “You know how much I love seconds.”
He bent her over. She braced her arms against the wall and Cody thrust his full length into her. “So fucking juicy.” He grabbed her hips and filled her over and over again.
Mike stood off to the side and watched. His face looked torn again–was she his first love or a sloppy slut?
Men never understand that they can be both.
His ambivalence while being unable to turn away enhanced her pleasure in Cody digging her out. He leaned over her back. “You like that?”
“I love it.”
“You’re so fucking tight.”
“Thank you, Master. Oh fuck,” she moaned as he reached around and found her clit. He pressed hard, vibrating his fingers against her and she came for the third time, her legs shaking under her. If it weren’t for her arms and Cody’s dick, she would have collapsed into a pile on the ground but he kept pumping his dick into her and enjoying her pussy walls squeezing him even tighter.
“I’m going to cum,” he said.
“Please, cum inside me, Master.”
He regripped her hips and slammed himself into her before yeeting into me, filling me up with more semen. His cum hitting her cervix felt so good and nearly caused her to cum again.
He slapped her ass softly as he pulled his dick out and zipped up. She turned around and leaned her back against the wall, grinning as she tried to recover from the pleasurable assault on her senses.
“Thanks, whore. I’ve gotta get to work. Nice meeting you, fuckboy,” he snickered at Mike as he rounded the building.
As he started up his truck out front, Mike stood rooted to the spot, his eyes running up and down her naked body. Cum leaked from her pussy and coated her thighs.
“You’re unbelievable.” He shook his head.
“Thank you,” she said, though she knew he wasn’t talking about the tightness of her cunt.
“Are you going to put your clothes on so we can talk?”
I giggled. “What’s there left to talk about?”
“Just get dressed.” He bent over and picked up her skirt and sodden panties from the ground.
“Come on,” he said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back around to the front of the building with him. He took her to the passenger seat of his car. “Get in.”
Silence of an insulated car cabin embraced her as she watched him walk around the front of the car, wondering what on earth he wanted with her after what he had just seen.
Mike sat in the driver’s seat of his parents’ old Volvo, his profile illuminated by the dash lights. He stared straight ahead and wouldn’t even look in her direction. She pressed her thighs together, still riding the high of the multiple orgasms Mike and Cody had brought me to. Her pussy was full of both of their cum. She just loved thinking about it. She was not trying to get herself pregnant. She was eighteen-year-old high school senior and not about to wreck her future–but it made her feel dirty in a good way. And the way it felt when a guy exploded inside her was next level.
“I can’t believe you let him talk to you that way.” Mike broke the silence, his voice hoarse.
“Who, Cody?”
“Who, Cody?” he mocked in a high pitched tone. “Who else? How many guys are you fucking, Vicky?”
“You mean like today, or?” she laughed at his stricken face. That may have been mean, but he looked like someone ran over his puppy. Way too dramatic.
“You call him ‘Master.'”
I shrugged. “Why do you care?”
“Because I fucking love you, Vicky, that’s why she care.”
The smile faded from her lips. “I love you too, Mike,” she said softly. And she really did. He had left her, breaking her heart in the process, but she had never stopped loving him. Why did he leave her then, if he loved her?
He stared at her with those gorgeous green eyes under thick bushy brows. “Then why are you calling that burnout your master?”
“Because it turns me on. In case you didn’t notice.”
“I noticed.” His eyes left her face and traveled down to her tits before snapping back up. “I missed you so damn much, but you’ve been running around whoring yourself out to anyone. I’m such a fool.”
“Agreed, you are an idiot to break up with someone you love.” she couldn’t keep the bitterness out of her voice.
“I made a mistake, Vicky, okay? I thought she wanted–oh never mind.”
“No, tell me. What did you want so badly that it was worth breaking my heart over?”
Mike stared out the windshield again. “It’s college. There are so many parties, so many girls, I wanted to try something different.”
“Ah, so you wanted to whore yourself out to anyone, too.”
He slapped the steering wheel. “It’s not the same thing.”
“What’s different?”
“I hooked up with some girls at parties. Good girls, college girls. You’re screwing a drug addict in the dirt and begging him for it.”
“I screwed you in the dirt. Cody took me up against the wall.” Vicky said.
“Goddammit Vicky, can you be serious for one second?”
She leaned against the headrest. “I’ll try.”
“I wanted us to get back together.” Mike said and she tried to harden her heart against him, but he smelled so good, like fir trees and grass. She reached for his hand. “I never stopped loving you. You broke my heart.”
“Let me fix it.” Mike said.
Tears welled up in her eyes. “You can’t just fix it. You broke me.”
He wrapped his arms around her. “I’m sorry.”
She melted, enjoying the moment. His arms around her had once been everything in the world she wanted. Now, though, she wanted other things.
When he pulled away, she asked, “You still want to be with me, after what just happened?”
His Adam’s apple bobbed in the dark as he swallowed. “I can get over it.” The doubt in his voice was thick as corn syrup.
“No, you can’t.” she unbuttoned her shirt, showing him her cleavage and the top of her bra. His eyes drank herin.
She unbuttoned another. “You watched another man take me from behind.”
She unclasped the front of her bra, and her breast sprang out. “I came all over his dick. That’s burned in your brain.”
His dick started to swell, forming a tent in his lap.
“And I think you like it.”
He pulled her hand into his lap and she squeezed his dick over his jeans.
“Should I tell you what else I did?”
Mike moaned. She unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand inside, her fingers circling his tumescent dick.
“You remember the computer teacher, Mr. Robert?” she asked as she stroked him.
“Mmm hmmm.” Mike closed his eyes.
“He caught me with Cody in my mouth one day after school. He could have had me suspended, but I begged him not to punish me. He agreed, but I had to do some things for him first.”
She bent over the center console and took Mike’s dick in her mouth. He still tasted like her juices. He rubbed his hand across her upper back and slipped his hand around to palm her bare breast.
“Did you suck his dick?” Mike asked.
Vicky continued to bob up and down on her ex-boyfriend’s very familiar penis for a few moments more before rising up, continuing to pump his dick with her hand. “No. First, he wanted to play with my breast.”
“I can see why.” Mike triggered the switch on the side of her chair and she fell backward, her breast like giant globes pointing at the cabin lights. Mike’s mouth descended on them and he sucked her nipples.
“Then he finger-fucked me,” she said, holding the back of Mike’s head as he worked on her breasts. Before she’d let him go further, he had spent hours ministering to them in this car. Her nipples were so sensitive that she could sometimes cum from this alone. “He teased her cunt until she begged him to fuck her.”
“You begged that old teacher?” he asked into her breast.
“I did. I was so horny, I just had to have it.”
“And I have to have you. Come home with me?”
“Okay.”
Mike returned to the driver’s seat with a very-uncomfortable looking erection in his lap. She sat up and buttoned her top, catching her breath as he drove the mile or so to his house. The windows theyre dark as they approached, and they crept upstairs to his bedroom. He undressed and lay back on his bed, illuminated by the streetlight pouring in from the window. She added to the pile of clothes on the floor and climbed over him, spreading her thighs and sinking onto his dick. Her full cunt squelched as he entered her, displacing the cum from the afternoon. Mike grabbed her hips and thrust up into her, hitting her cervix and making her moan.
“God you little fucking slut,” he grunted as he thrust into her, gripping her hips painfully. “Spreading your legs for anyone.”
He released her hips and let her ride him. She leaned forward so that her clit rubbed against his shaft as he pumped in and out of her snatch. “Oh, Mike,” she moaned. She didn’t think it was possible for her to cum again after all the sex from earlier, but her body started rising to the occasion. “Fuck me harder.”
Mike turned, keeping his dick inside her as they flipped positions with him on top. With one hand, he pinned her wrists above her head. “You want this dick?”
“Always,” she said, not even a little bit of a lie. He used his leverage to pound me harder than ever. It hurt, but felt so good. With his other hand, he covered her mouth to stifle her screams as another orgasm shook her, her pussy spasming around his dick.
Their bodies knew each other so well. Mike couldn’t hold off any longer. With one last intense thrust he pushed into her as far as he could go and blasted me with his sperm. “Gosh! She love you.”
“I love you, too.” she nestled into his chest, closing her eyes and letting warm happiness wash over her. This really was everything she’d ever wanted a theyek ago.
Now, though, she knew that there were so many other things to want. She couldn’t go back to being Mike’s little high school girlfriend, waiting for him to come home from college to satisfy her. That’s not the person she wanted to be anymore, and deep down, she think Mike knew that, too.
Tonight though, they would hold and cuddle each other and look deep into one another’s eyes. It wasn’t a lie–they were still those same people who loved each other and might never really stop. Tonight, they are reunited lovers on their way to happily ever after.
Tomorrow, tomorrow would be another story.