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18 yo stevie tells his parents he thinks he might be gay, His mother Kate 35 & his father John 38 discuss this & decide the best course of action is to invite him into their bed to try both men & women so he can make an informed decision. Stepping into the warm, dimly lit room, Stevie felt a mix of nervousness and curiosity. He had mustered all his courage to tell his parents about his feelings, hoping they would understand. Kate and John, sitting side by side on the edge of their bed, exchanged glances, their expressions a blend of surprise and concern. They had always strived to be open-minded and supportive, but the revelation of their young son's potential sexuality was something they hadn't anticipated. Taking a deep breath, Kate reached out a comforting hand to Stevie and began to speak, her voice gentle and reassuring. "Stevie," she said, "we want you to know that we love you no matter what. And because we love you, we want you to feel comfortable and confident in your choices. That's why we've decided that maybe it's time for you to explore things a little more, to help you make an informed decision." John nodded in agreement, his gaze steady on his wife as he waited for her to continue. "We think," Kate went on, "that maybe you should try spending some time with both of us, so you can experience and understand what it's like to be with a man and a woman." The room was silent for a moment, the weight of their words hanging in the air as Stevie's heart raced with the implications of what they were suggesting. This was definitely not the conversation he had expected. Stevie's eyes widened, his thoughts racing as he tried to comprehend what his parents were suggesting. "You mean..." he stammered, his voice barely a whisper, "you want me to... to sleep with both of you?" Kate nodded slowly, her hand still extended, her eyes filled with a strange blend of hope and anxiety. "We think it's important for you to know what feels right for you, sweetheart," she said, her voice calm but firm. John's hand found hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "We're just trying to help you navigate this," he added gently. The room seemed to close in on Stevie as he took a step back, his cheeks flushing with a mix of confusion and fear. "But," he managed to croak out, "but that's not how it works, right? You can't just... decide who you love like that." The silence grew heavier, filled with the unspoken tension of a decision that could forever alter the fabric of their relationship. Kate and John exchanged a look that spoke volumes, their expressions mirroring the complexity of emotions that were surging through them. They had not anticipated Stevie's immediate resistance to their proposal, but they knew they had to tread carefully. "Stevie," Kate began, her voice softer, "we're not asking you to decide anything right now. We just want to offer our support and guidance. Sometimes, it can be confusing to understand your feelings without experiencing different kinds of love." John nodded, his eyes never leaving Stevie's. "We're here for you, son," he said, his tone earnest. "We want to make sure you have all the information you need to make choices that are right for you. And if that means taking things slow, then we're okay with that." They could see the turmoil in their child's eyes, the internal battle he was waging between the desire for their acceptance and the fear of the unknown. "You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with," Kate assured him. "We just want you to be happy, and to know that we'll always love you, no matter what." The room remained still, the only sound the quiet beating of three hearts as they waited for Stevie to respond, unsure of what the next steps in this uncharted territory would be. As Stevie's protests began to fade into a tense silence, Kate and John stood up from the bed, their movements deliberate and unyielding. With a sense of disbelief, Stevie watched as they began to remove their clothes, revealing their naked bodies to him for the first time. His mother's figure was familiar, a source of comfort and security, while his father's form was strong and foreign in this new context. John took a deep breath before speaking, his voice steady and matter-of-fact, "Stevie, we think it's important for you to understand the differences between men and women. Your mother has agreed to let me show you how our bodies work together." Kate positioned herself on the bed, her eyes never leaving Stevie's, a silent plea for understanding reflected in her gaze. John stepped closer to her, pointing out various parts of her anatomy as he spoke, explaining the mechanics of intimacy in a way that was both clinical and disturbingly personal. Stevie felt his stomach churn, the lines between familial love and the burgeoning sexuality his parents were trying to navigate blurring before his very eyes. He looked from one to the other, searching for a way to voice his unease, but the words remained lodged in his throat as his father's lesson grew more graphic. As John's hand hovered over Kate's body, tracing the curves and lines that Stevie had never before seen in such an intimate light, Kate took another deep, measured breath, her eyes never leaving Stevie's. She reached out and took her son's hand, guiding it to her chest, the softness of her skin contrasting with the rigidity of his own. "Feel," she whispered, her voice low and soothing, "it's okay, just feel." The gesture was so tender, so maternal, that for a brief moment, Stevie's anxiety began to dissipate. He allowed his hand to rest there, feeling the steady rhythm of her heart beneath his fingertips. John's hand moved lower, caressing Kate's thigh, and she shivered slightly, her gaze flickering between her husband and son. "This is a beautiful thing," Kate murmured, "love in all its forms. We just want you to understand, to make sure you know what you're choosing." Stevie's breath hitched as he felt the warmth of her body beneath his touch, the reality of the situation crashing over him like a wave. His heart pounded in his ears, and his cheeks burned with a blush that felt like it could set the room ablaze. He didn't know if this was what he wanted, if this was what love was supposed to feel like, but he knew that he didn't want to disappoint them, to cause any more pain in their already troubled expressions. So, with trembling fingers, he let his hand follow John's lead, tentatively exploring the uncharted territory of his mother's body as the three of them stepped further into the murky waters of a life-altering experience. Sensing Stevie's tentative curiosity, John stepped closer, placing a hand on Kate's hip, and gently guiding the boy's hand to follow the contours of her body. Stevie's breath grew shallow as his fingertips traced the line of Kate's inner thigh, feeling the softness of her skin and the faint tickle of hair. His eyes darted to his father, whose expression remained serious yet encouraging, and then back to Kate, whose eyes held his in a silent understanding that seemed to speak volumes. She reached up, her hand cupping his cheek, and leaned in to kiss him softly on the forehead. "It's okay, Stevie," she whispered, her voice a gentle breeze in the tension-filled room. "Just feel, and we'll go at your pace." John's hand slid down to Kate's waist, his thumb brushing against the fabric of her underwear, and she took a shaky inhale. The air was thick with anticipation and fear, a potent cocktail that seemed to charge every movement with a strange, electric energy. Stevie's hand hovered over the fabric, unsure of what to do next. The intimate dance of his parents' bodies was mesmerizing yet eerily disconcerting, and he found himself torn between the comfort of his mother's touch and the alien sensation of his father's guidance. He knew this was a moment that would forever alter the landscape of his life, but he was unsure if he was ready to take the plunge into the uncharted waters of their unorthodox solution to his burgeoning sexuality. The room held its breath as Stevie's fingertips hovered, poised to make the first move in this unsettling ritual of discovery. Summoning all the courage he could, Stevie's hand slipped beneath Kate's underwear, feeling the warmth and wetness that awaited him. His parents watched him intently, their breathing heavy with anticipation. As his fingers grazed her folds, Kate's eyes closed and she let out a soft moan, the sound sending a shockwave through his body. John's hand found the back of Stevie's neck, guiding him closer to Kate's lips for a gentle, coaxing kiss, while simultaneously urging his son's hand to explore further. Stevie's heart raced as he touched his mother in a way that felt both forbidden and yet strangely natural under the circumstances. The tension in the room grew palpable as Kate's hand reached down to stroke John's erection, the sight of which sent a confusing mix of emotions and sensations through Stevie's body. This was his family, his sanctuary, yet here they were, entwined in a dance of sexual education that seemed to transcend the boundaries of their roles as mother, father, and son. The line between love and desire grew thinner with each passing second, and as they all lay there, skin against skin, Stevie knew that there was no turning back from this pivotal moment in his life. Stevie's touch grew more assertive under his parents' guidance, and Kate's breathing grew heavier as she felt her son's tentative exploration. John's hand slid down to guide Stevie's, showing him the rhythm and pressure that brought her pleasure, his other hand cradling the back of Kate's head as he kissed her deeply. The three of them moved in a silent, choreographed dance, each action and reaction a step closer to bridging the gap between their familial bond and this new, intimate experience. As Stevie's hand worked in tandem with his mother's body, Kate began to move beneath him, her hips rising to meet his touch. John's breath was hot against Kate's skin, his hand guiding Stevie's as they both brought her closer to climax. The room was filled with the sounds of their muffled gasps and the soft rustle of sheets as they tangled together, a tableau of love and confusion that none of them had ever anticipated. And as Kate's body tensed and released in a soft, shuddering wave of pleasure, Stevie felt a strange mix of pride, fear, and a burgeoning sense of belonging, as if he had just unlocked a secret part of himself that had been hidden away for far too long. The three of them lay there, entwined in a moment of shared vulnerability, unsure of where this unconventional journey would lead them, but bound together by a love that was as strong as it was complex. As Kate's hips began to move more insistently against Stevie's hand, he felt a strange, almost instinctual urge to delve deeper. He slid two trembling fingers inside her, the tight warmth of her pussy enveloping him as she let out a guttural groan. "More," she breathed, her eyes locked on his, filled with a mix of passion and something else, something unnameable. John's voice grew gruffer, more assertive as he said, "You better give her what she wants, son." Stevie watched in awe as his father's hand disappeared between Kate's legs, his fist plunging into her, the act so primal and yet so loving that it seemed to shake the very foundations of their family dynamic. Kate's body arched off the bed, her back bowing as John's hand moved in and out of her with a steadiness that spoke of long practice and deep love. The sight of his father's hand buried inside his mother, the sounds of her pleasure filling the room, was overwhelming, and Stevie felt the first stirrings of arousal that were as confusing as they were undeniable. This was his mother, the woman who had cradled him as a baby, whose love had been his shelter from the storms of childhood. And now she was a sexual being, writhing before him, her pleasure a living, breathing entity that seemed to demand his participation. The room was a maelstrom of sensation, love and lust swirling together in a way that defied all the rules Stevie had ever known. John's voice grew urgent, his own desire evident in the tightness of his grip on Stevie's shoulder. "It's okay, son," he said, his voice low and rough with need. "Now, I want you to replace your hand with your own." Stevie's eyes snapped to his father's, the realization of what he was being asked to do crashing over him like a tidal wave. But Kate's eyes, filled with a fierce love and a desperate need for his acceptance, held him captive. She nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, and with trembling hands, Stevie pulled away, letting John's hand slip out of her, and then, with a sense of both revulsion and fascination, he positioned himself between her legs. The moment Stevie's fingers replaced John's, the world around him seemed to tilt on its axis. The warm, velvety wetness of his mother's pussy was unlike anything he had ever felt before, and the way Kate's eyes searched his, filled with a blend of love and raw hunger, made him feel both terrified and oddly empowered. John's hand moved to the base of Stevie's cock, stroking him gently as he instructed, "Just like that, son. Feel her, let her show you what she needs." The words were a gentle command, a guiding force in the tempest of emotions that swirled within Stevie. He watched as Kate's face contorted with pleasure, her body responding to his touch as if it had been waiting for him all along. His mind reeled, trying to reconcile the love he felt for his mother with the new, alien sensations coursing through him. His hand moved of its own accord, mimicking the rhythm John had set, his thumb circling her clit as Kate's breath grew more ragged. The air was thick with desire and love, a potent cocktail that seemed to both repel and compel him. And as Kate reached the peak of her climax, her body shuddering and her cries echoing through the room, Stevie felt himself teetering on the edge of a precipice, his hand buried deep inside her, his heart pounding in his chest. The room grew quiet once again, save for their heavy breathing, and the three of them lay there, forever changed by the intimate revelation of love's many faces. John's hand tightened around Stevie's burgeoning erection as Kate's moans grew louder, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. The sight of his mother's passion and the feeling of his father's hand guiding his own sent a jolt of electricity through Stevie's body, his confusion giving way to an undeniable arousal. His movements grew more assured, his fist sliding in and out of Kate's pussy with a newfound confidence that seemed to resonate within the very core of his being. Meanwhile, John's other hand found its way to Stevie's shoulder, pulling him closer, their bodies now pressed together as they shared in the intimate act of giving Kate pleasure. Their eyes met, and in that moment, a silent understanding passed between them. The line between father and son, teacher and student, blurred as John's hand began to work in time with Stevie's, the two of them jerking each other off with a roughness that seemed to mirror the primal nature of their actions. Their kiss grew heated, tongues clashing as they tasted each other's desire, The room was suffused with a heady mix of love, lust, and familial bond as Kate's breath grew more ragged and her cries grew louder. John's hand tightened around Stevie's cock, his own desire pulsing in time with his son's movements, their bodies a tangled web of love and exploration. As Kate reached her peak, her legs wrapping around Stevie's waist, the two men watched in awe and arousal, the intensity of the moment etching itself into their very souls. Stevie's hand remained buried in Kate, his fingertips feeling the aftershocks of her climax as John's hand worked him closer to his own. With a low groan, John pulled Stevie closer, their mouths meeting in a kiss that was both fiery and tender, a silent declaration of their unity in this strange and uncharted territory. The three of them moved together, their bodies a testament to the power of love in all its forms, and as Kate's shudders began to subside, they found themselves on the precipice of a new chapter, bound by an experience that would forever alter the landscape of their lives and their hearts. With Kate's orgasmic cries fading into gentle whimpers, the room was enveloped in a heavy silence, only broken by the rhythmic sound of John and Stevie's breathing. The intensity of their shared experience left them all momentarily stunned, their bodies still entwined, hearts pounding in a symphony of love and desire. Stevie's hand remained inside Kate, his young fingers feeling the aftershocks of her pleasure, while John's hand never ceased its steady pumping of his son's cock. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a potent reminder of the line they had just crossed. Unsure of what to say, Kate reached down to cup Stevie's cheek, her eyes glistening with a mix of love and concern. John's grip tightened around Stevie's erection, his own orgasm building, a silent question in his gaze as he searched his wife's face for approval. Kate nodded almost imperceptibly, her love for her son and her husband warring with the understanding of what was happening. Stevie, lost in the tumult of his emotions, leaned into the kiss, his hips instinctively moving in time with John's strokes. As he felt the warmth of his father's release, the reality of their act crashed over him, leaving him gasping for air as he pulled away, the weight of their unspoken decision settling heavily upon him. They lay there, entangled in a web of passion and doubt, their hearts racing in the quiet aftermath, unsure of what the dawn would bring to their forever changed lives. As Kate's breathing evened out, she looked up at her son and husband, a determination in her eyes that neither had ever seen before. She took a deep breath, and then spoke with a firmness that brooked no argument, "Stevie, sweetheart, there's more for you to learn. We need to make sure you understand everything before you make your choice." John nodded solemnly, his hand still wrapped around Stevie's now-softening member, and Kate sat up, her body flushed and glistening with sweat. She leaned over to kiss John deeply, her hand reaching down to stroke him back to hardness, before she turned to Stevie. "It's okay, baby," she murmured, guiding him down between her legs. "Let Mommy show you." With a tremble that betrayed his nerves, Stevie leaned in, his eyes wide and unsure as Kate spread her cheeks apart, revealing her anus to him. "This is part of loving a woman," she said, her voice low and intimate. "You have to know how to please her in every way." John's hand rested on the back of his head, urging him closer, and Stevie felt the heat of his mother's body against his face, the scent of her sex still strong in the air. He parted his lips, the taste of her already familiar and yet foreign on his tongue, and tentatively began to lick, following Kate's gentle instructions. The intimacy of the moment was suffocating, yet he felt an odd sense of belonging, of being part of something ancient and primal. As Kate's moans grew louder, John's cock grew harder, and Stevie felt his own arousal stirring again. He didn't know if this was right, but in the warmth of their love, he knew he could not refuse. The lessons of love had just begun. Taking a moment to collect himself, Stevie swallowed hard and looked up at Kate, her gaze a blend of love and intensity that seemed to cut through the fog of confusion in his mind. He knew that what they were doing was unconventional, but the desire to please his mother, to understand her in this new, intimate way, overrode his fear. With a nod, he allowed her to guide him, his tongue tentatively exploring the tight, unyielding ring of muscle. Kate's grip on the bed sheets tightened, her hips bucking slightly as she coached him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Just like that, baby," she murmured, her voice strained with pleasure. John's hand remained on the back of his head, his grip gentle but firm, encouraging him to delve deeper into the [banned word] act. As Stevie's tongue grew more insistent, Kate's moans grew louder, filling the room with a symphony of passion that seemed to resonate through every fiber of his being. The three of them, bound by love and a shared desire for understanding, moved as one, their hearts beating in a synchronized rhythm that seemed to transcend the boundaries of their traditional roles. The air was electric with tension, and as Kate's body grew taut with the promise of another climax, Stevie felt his own arousal swelling once more, the taste of her desire mingling with the scent of his father's release, a heady cocktail that was both intoxicating and overwhelming. They were crossing lines that could never be uncrossed, but in the throes of their unconventional lesson, all that mattered was the fierce love that held them together and the burning need to explore the uncharted territories of love and sexuality that lay before them. Their breathing grew ragged and intermingled as the lesson continued, the air thick with the scent of love and lust. Stevie's tongue grew bolder, delving deeper into Kate's forbidden depths, his fear replaced by a growing hunger to satisfy her. John watched with a mix of pride and lust, his hand never leaving Stevie's head as he guided him in the art of pleasing a woman fully. Kate's legs began to tremble, her body arching as Stevie's tongue hit just the right spot, and she threw her head back, crying out in ecstasy. The room spun around them, a cocoon of desire and discovery as they moved together in a dance as old as time. John's cock was a pulsing reminder of his own need, and with a silent nod from Kate, he positioned himself behind Stevie, his erection nudging against the boy's tight entrance. Stevie stiffened for a moment, the reality of what was about to happen crashing down on him like a wave. But Kate's voice, a soft whisper of encouragement, soothed him, "Trust us, baby. We're all in this together." With a deep breath, he relaxed, allowing his father to push inside him, the pain giving way to a new, strange sensation of fullness. The three of them moved as one, a tapestry of love and desire that would forever change the fabric of their lives, their hearts beating in unison as they explored the depths of their shared passion. As John began to move slowly within Stevie, Kate leaned back, her hand reaching down to stroke her son's cheek, her eyes filled with a fierce, all-consuming love. "It's okay," she murmured, her voice a balm to Stevie's fears. "We're here for you, always." The pressure grew, and with it, a sense of belonging and acceptance that Stevie hadn't felt before. His own hand found Kate's sex, his fingers mimicking the motion of his father's cock inside him, and she moaned in response. The room was a cocoon of love and need, and as John picked up the pace, the three of them moved in perfect harmony, each touch and kiss a silent declaration of their unconventional bond. The lines of love and desire blurred as Kate's climax approached, her body tightening around Stevie's hand, her breath hitching in her throat. And as John reached his peak, filling Stevie with his warmth, Kate's body shuddered, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. They lay there, entangled in a web of sweat and emotion, their hearts pounding as one, forever changed by the depths of love they had just plumbed. The world outside the bedroom door was forgotten, as they remained in this sacred space, bound by an unspoken pact that transcended the confines of societal norms. The night stretched out before them, a canvas upon which they would paint a new understanding of love and sexuality, their hearts forever intertwined in this dance of discovery.
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So how many guys got to bring another guy into the bed with you and your wife/gf ? How did you get them to agree. ?
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This story is continued from "NIGHT RACE" in General Bareback Sex Stories. Check it out for the set up. While the muscle guidos headed over to their car to drive back to my place, Lucy, Kelly & Cody piled into the back seat of the Range Rover. Cody took the center seat, and the horny girls groped and out-and-out molested him. I enjoyed watching my straight little cumdump getting hot and heavy with girls who had before sexually ignored him. Fortunately my house was only 15 minutes away because Cody's hard teen dick was already out with the girls alternately sucking it and jerking it off. The gate to my driveway opened remotely and the kids paused their makeout session to marvel at my compound. The only thing that makes a chick wetter than a hot guy with a big schlong is money, and the present sluts could see that I had all of it. The guidos were right behind us and parked next to the Rover. The taller, leaner, muscled Guido commented his his thick Staten Island accent, "Yo DUUUUUDE! Dis house is sick bro! Hey what's ya name by de way? I feel like a dick!!!" "I'm Kevin" I said as I firmly shook his hand and smiled mischievously. "Tony. Nice ta meachcchu," and looking over at his shorter, more big-muscled buddy he gestured saying "... dis is my cousin Joey." "Pleaaza meacchu boss....you gotta fine place eeah. Thanksa havin us oovahh bro!" I gave Joey a quick bro-hug and felt his rock hard body and he smiled a little uncomfortably as he pulled quickly back. He was definitely the prettier of the two and clearly not bi, unlike his pervier cousin, or if he was, he wasn't openly bi. As we all walked in I started to get hard thinking about all the hot things we were going to do. I love me some young boy butt, but looking at the two confident muscle guys with big packages and big bubble butts, I concluded I wanted some real man sex too. Not to mention I knew I loved converting questioning-straight muscle guys into raw fucking and load giving and taking. I led them right out the pool which was already lit sexily for the night. I showed them the bar and where everything was and told them all to help themselves. I swigged a red bull asking "Who wants to go in? Water's 90 degrees so it should be perfect!" I shucked off my sweaty shorts. I was freeballing and, as I hadn't bothered putting a shirt on since my raw boy sex earlier, I enjoyed letting the muscle guys and girls see, for the first time, my sexy, chiseled body and big floppy dick. I grabbed Kelly by the hand and pulled her to the pool where I kissed her roughly and shoved my tongue in her mouth before I yanked off her tank and sports bra. She was turned on my aggressiveness and pulled off her shorts. She was wearing no panties to speak of, the two of us moved into the warm pool fully naked. Joey was already kissing Lucy passionately like it was their honeymoon and they and the rest of the crew stripped down naked as well. Seeing the Italian guys naked for the first time I marveled at their now-hard dicks. Tony's was at least nine inches, and hung pointed down. It was not too thick, but had a nice plump mushroom head. Joey's was about seven and a half inches long, uncut and ridiculously thick, even beer can thick - no exaggeration. It looked even bigger when the petite high school girl's tiny hands stroked it. Once in the pool we splashed and horsed around a few minutes, but quickly got back to full on teen hormone and molly/Viagra fueled sexual debauchery. Me, Cody and Kelly ended up together, with the cousins and Lucy close by but in their own steamy three way. I held my sexy blonde 18yo boy tight and kissed him deep while I grabbed Kelly's tight butt with the other hand....my fingers going right to her ass pucker and massaging it under the water. She was kissing my neck and moaning while figured her own cunt hungrily. I lifted her gently out of the water and laid her back on a foam floatie that was next to the pool. With me standing up in the pool I held her legs up at the edge of the pool. Her pussy was completely hairless and totally tight, like a tulip that was a few days short of blooming. She was definitely the "good" girl of the two...no loose banged out twat like her whore friend Lucy. Having no patience for going slow I dove right in and hungrily lapped at her pussy. I pulled it apart with my hands and went deeper; abrading her delicate walls with my rough chin stubble. Her eyes widened and screamed out in pleasure and pain. Cody had been watching tentatively while jerking his swollen uncut dick. I nodded to him and told him to fuck her mouth to shut her up. The kid did as told and shoved his pretty cock into her mouth roughly. The bitch choked a bit and failed her arms before her formerly-shy friend let up and pulled out a bit. He got into a good motion of feeding her his dick just deep enough to feel good without her gagging; but it was me he was really into. He stared at my bulging biceps and I looked him in the eyes while I obscenely ate his friend's pussy. Getting bored with eating pussy (not really my thing anyway) I decided it was time for some real fucking. I pushed the mat back from the pool edge and climbed out. With Cody still fucking her mouth, I grabbed a beach towel, folded it a few times and shoved it under the bitch's ass to raise it a bit. With the girl's mouth conveniently occupied with my boy's dick, I took the opportunity to slide in her tight cunt. My big 8inch dick was throbbing and oozing with precum and I spit a few times on her twat. I slid into her while holding her legs and and she screamed as best she could. I was only in halfway and it felt like my dick had bottomed out. Fuck, maybe she was a virgin. I pounded away at the pussy which clamped down on my invading dick like a tight fist. I grabbed Cody and kissed him passionately. I deliberately pulled him closer and his dick popped out. Kelly shrieked something unintelligible before i grabbed the boy's hips and sat him on her face. I cooed, "Baby, come on grind ur hot ass on her face....make ur taste your hole and my cum load" and Cody obliged, clearly in ecstasy. I kissed him more and jerked his meaty uncut dick while I slam fucked the former virgin chick, balls deep...she had opened up and was no longer fighting it much. I pulled out and was even more turned on seeing my giant cummy wet dick outside of the cheerleader's tiny cunt. Cody got off the girl and as she caught her breath she had a look of surprise and exhaustion. I stroked her hair and kissed her on the cheek and said, "Hey sexy girl....you alright? You are one hot fuck!" "Ugh ugh yeeeeeah!!!! Ugh ummm iiiiim immmm th th thirsty!" She replied while licking her lips and rubbing her snatch seductively. I walked a few steps to the cooler and grabbed her a Gatorade. She took it readily and swigged it quickly. She was either too fucked up or too dumb to check if it was already opened. Meanwhile Cody and I shared another Redbull as we watched what was happening in the cabana. There on a large queen-sized lounge, crouching on all fours, Lucy was being rammed rammed by Tony. He would pull out, smack her ass ridiculously hard, only to body slam his dick with all his weight into her cunt. On the other end, Joey was fucking her mouth, pulling her hair and slapping her face. The whore was happy as a pig in shit, mumbling and squealing like a crazed retarded child. The two guys switched positions with Joey pounding her twat with his giant thicker dick and stretching her out the other way. I loved how verbal and perverted the Staten Island boys were. They were sick fucks and I was happy that I remembered to leave the various backyard cameras on. This was going to make some hot viewing pleasure for later. I went back to Kelly and Cody and we shared a hot sloppy three way kiss. I motioned for Cody to get on his back and asked "Hey buddy, you ever fucked a girl yet?" He shyly nodded 'no' as he stroked his engorged teen dick. I held Kelly by the ass and reached down to feel up her used twat. It was already wet and cummy with my precum, so I asked "Kelly, you wanna pop your friend's cherry?" She didn't reply but smiled seductively and hopped onto Cody; she faced him and sat down slowly on his cock. He reached over to hold her and they kissed like long lost lovers. I watched the hot high school couple for a few minutes....it was fun to see the awkward kid feel a cunt for the first time but he quickly got the hang of it and used his taut pelvis and ab muscles to thrust hard into the girl. With Kelly totally focused on her new fuck toy, I got on all fours and tenderly licked her perky, sweaty butt hole. There wasn't a bit of hair anywhere and it was impossibly tight and puckered. I tongued it some more and reached for the bottle or Wet Platinum that I had brought out earlier. I wet my dick up and put a small amount of lube on her butt hole and figured it a little. I aimed my cummy dick and slid in the tip. She howled and tried to break free of Cody's embrace. I pushed her down and Cody instinctively held her tighter and I inched my dick in further. I almost came right away with her virgin ass pulsating on my raw man dick...every time I thrust out I felt my boy's hard wet dick going in and out of her twat. Balls deep, I reached down and held Cody while we pounded the bitch's two holes. We were basically using the girl as a conduit to our own carnal lovemaking....not giving a shit about pleasing her and totally focused on our sweaty man sex. My tongue was down the boy's throat while I felt up his hot body and my dick assaulted the girl's butt. I couldn't hold it any longer and after shooting the first part of my cum in her bare ass, I got off her, pulled her off Cody's dick and put her on her back. I screamed, "FUCK WHORE take my fucking CUMMMM!!!!" And I shot an obscene amount of cum directly on her twat. Cody was jerking his dick and I guided him over to fuck Kelly missionary style. His big uncut dick slid into her cunt, pushing my giant cum load into her. The kid pile drove into her while I egged him on to cum. "Come on bro....show her what a man you are....knock the fucking slut up with your hot blonde babies!" That made Cody even more wild and Kelly tried to mutter something about not being on the Pill before I shoved my cock in her mouth...making her taste her ass and my sweat and cum. I wanted Cody to fuck his cum in her along with mine. Shit, I didn't care if she wasn't on the Pill. The only responsible parties after tonight's debauchery would be Planned Parenthood and the State of Connecticut. Cody screamed out as he slammed his cock balls deep into her making oooooh and uuuuuugh noises. Spent, he slowly pulled out to reveal her tiny cunt open and gushing with cum. I leaned down to kiss her and gently massaged her twat....pushing the leaking cum back into her and hitting her clit. I guided Cody's figures to her used ass and he fingered her backdoor. Kelly screamed "OHMYGOD OHMYGOD OHMYGOD YOURE GONNA MAKE ME CUM OOOOH UGHH UGGHH UGHH AAAHHHHHHHHH" while her little hips ground on our invading cummy fingers, she shot out clear sticky liquid from her pussy. We went over to the others and found Tony and Joey DP'ing Lucy's stretched out vag. It was hot to see these big older muscle guys teaming up against the high school chick's used cunt. The two cousin's big raw dicks rubbing against each other each time they thrust into her. Tony was roughly holding Lucy's face and spit on her and lapped at her mouth like a rabid dog. His cousin screamed out "FUCK dude!!!! I'm gonna bust my nut!!!!! Take my load you fuggin bitch!!!!" Joey's extra foreskin came in handy as he pounded into the girl harder. His cousin pulled him in closer and slapped his ass while egging him on to impregnate the cunt. Joey slackened up, having unloaded deep in the girl. At the same time, Tony put Lucy in a rough headlock with his giant bulging arms. He licked her face more, spat on her and bit down on her neck, grunting "Oh shit oh shit....I'm gonna knock you up baby....ooh yeah, slut....shit!!! Take my babies!" Tony held her tight and rammed his nine inch dick into her pussy. His cousin's hard dick still in her ass, Tony shot deep inside, mixing his own cum with Joey's. Then the two guidos pulled roughly out of her cunt and got up, leaving Lucy splayed out on the lounge. They high-fived each other and brazenly walked naked towards the bar. Kelly went over to comfort her nearly passed out friend and asked me "Kevin, do you mind if Lucy and I head inside and lay down a little? I'm feeling a little dizzy and I think Lucy also needs to chill." "Yeah, sure, yeah. Of course. Let's go to the game room. I'll get you some juice and you can recharge." I helped her carry her friend into the house and plopped them into the giant comfy couch in the game room where I showed them where everything was and told them to come back out and join us whenever they were cool. They smiled gratefully, cuddled each other before nearly passing out. I grabbed my phone and texted this totally hood guy I knew, D'Quaan. He was a hot looking, built black guy who was a total freak and HOUND for white pussy. "Bro...how soon can you and one of your homies get over to my house? Got a couple cum-filled 18 year old white girls who will want to continue their party in awhile. My buds and I are have blown our loads." A few seconds later I received a reply "Word. At my baby mama pad. Gotta think of excuse to dash, but I'll be there soon." "Cool. Gate's open. Text me when you're close." Back outside the three guys had made some drinks and were sitting around the fire pit. They were passing around a joint (what was in it, I did not know) but I digged the chill vibe. I made myself a vodka Redbull and sat next to Cody and put my arm around him, and asked the crowd "Guys, you wanna go in the hot tub? It's really relaxing and great for your muscles!" Everyone agreed, and naked, we all headed over to the spa. Round 3 of the crazy night was about to start and I was looking forward to slutty guy on guy (on guy) sex.
