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ASSM;'Another Night Out'{Lola Scott}( MMF, anal )[1of1]
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Based on my life: Names and some places have been changed to
protect privacy.
Another Night Out: A Threesome
I live with two men. It's not as bad as it sounds - okay maybe
it is. I grew up in Detroit but about as far from the 8mile that
Eminem talks about ask you can get, but I'm not stupid. What
does this have to do with living with two men? My roommates are
cheaper than a security system and less work than a German
Shepherd.
This story is about one of them.
It was a Thursday night in February. I went to the club with a
few of my girlfriends to have a few drinks and dance. Nine
shots and two hours later, the four of us are taking a break from
dancing and sitting at a table. "Who the hell is that with your
roommate Lo?" asked my friend Lisa.
I looked over and saw my roommate Jack over by the bar talking to
some girls. Jack was looking good as usual. He's pretty much the
typical hunk, except that he's not just a beautiful empty vessel.
Jack is brilliant, funny, and successful, not to mention kind -
and oh yes I almost forgot - incredibly sexy. He is very big at
least six five, built with pure rock solid corn fed muscle, with
blond hair and dark blue eyes. The friend he was with, whom I'd
never seen before, was handsome in a similar big way but with
darker hair.
"That's gotta be the friend from home he's been talking about," I
mumbled as I slammed the last of my drink. Carrie quickly
climbed onto her chair and at waved Jack and the stranger,
motioning them to come over. "Carrie!" I exclaimed pounding my
glass onto the table "Don't call him over here!"
"Why?" Carrie said, speaking in her best tone of fake surprise.
"Last thing I want to do is hang out with my roommates!" I was
irritated with Jack about something that night - I can't remember
what it was exactly, though, now. "That's not even my cool
roommate!"
"Oh, whatever," Carrie said, rolling her eyes "Your too fucked up
at this point to have a say in who we hang out with." She handed
me her drink. "Here," she said smiling "Sit there look pretty
and just be quiet..." She was right; I was drunk. Drunk to the
point of really not caring if Jack was hanging out with my
girlfriends and I. The whole "fun with just the girls" night
idea had been thrown out the window the minute we walked through
the doors of the club. There were six fem fatales counting
myself that had gone out that night and by this time three had
been accosted by their significant others, who'd "just happened"
to have chosen this club to party at as well. Hmmm, simple
coincidence? I didn't think so either!
"Ladies," Jack said pulling up a chair "This is Brandon," he
said, pointing to the cute stranger, "My buddy from home - come
to visit me all the way from Indiana U..." He smiled and nudged
Brandon, "This is Lisa, Lola and the notorious Carrie." Everyone
waved and Carrie gave Jack her usual middle finger- the classic
Detroit greeting. "Lookin good, ladies!" he said flashing his
sexy smile. He stopped and looked me up and down "What the hell
are you wearing Lo?" Carrie had talked me into wearing one of
her dresses. One of her tight, short, low cut, strapless black
dresses. It was not something I would normally wear.
I rolled my eyes. "A dress," I said, pulling the black material
up higher over my breasts. I added, playfully grabbing his arm,
"Don't say a word!" He looked at my hand on his arm then back at
me. I quickly pulled my hand away.
He stood up "You've been drinkin'?" he asked, looking at me. I
smiled slyly up at him putting my hand on his hard torso, "Maybe
you should start drinking, Buddy..." He looked really good that
night, even better than usual; it could have been the drinks, but
I doubt it.
He looked at me and bit his lip, then shook his head. "Gotta
roll, ladies!" he said, nudging Brandon, "Meeting some people
upstairs." I felt a sex charge run through my body as he walked
away. I turned and looked at my girlfriends, who were staring at
me. "What?" I said, smiling.
"Anyway..." Carrie laughed.
I don't recall how, but I do know that I eventually ended up back
on the dance floor. I love to dance, I love moving my body to
music, feeling strangers bodies brushing against mine. It's so
arousing, all the grinding pawing and vibrating. Amidst the
following hour or two of drinking, mingling, and rubbing against
attractive strangers I became even more intoxicated and even more
excited.
On the dance floor this stranger had grabbed my hips as I was
moving to the pounding rhythm of the music. He grabbed me
tightly swaying with me pushing his erection into my ass. I
didn't care, I liked his anonymous hands on me, and the pressure
of his body tightly pressed against me moving to the raging music
made my body vibrate with excitement. I felt his hands sliding
over my body, the lights and music making his touch electric. I
could feel him pulsing his hips into me his lips brushing my
shoulder. He spun me around to face him. Surprised by my own
compliance I kissed him drunkenly. Our bodies were vibrating
together to the music while his tongue explored my mouth and his
hands went on a journey over my back and ass. I'm sure I must
have been a spectacle, dancing and kissing this bold stranger,
but his urges seemed to match my own. When he asked to buy me a
drink, I of course agreed and that's where that episode of Lola's
erotic drunken adventures abruptly ended.
It was Carrie, and in her normal ever-impatient manner, she
smacked my cheek hard enough for me to feel it, snapped her
fingers in my face, and told me to focus. "Were going now,
okay?" she said waving back to a woman with dark hair I'd never
seen before. "Go home with Jack," she said slowly, hoping I'd
understand. I didn't.
"I live with Jack!" I laughed, leaning against the guy who was
holding my now paid-for drink, "I live with Ira and Jack!" I
laughed hysterically at myself. I dunno - it seemed funny at the
time...
Carrie looked at me and then at the guy who was holding me up,
likely giddily thinking of ways to take advantage of my
inebriation. "Oh, for Christ's sake!" Carrie shouted, her hands
briefly raised in the air. She grabbed me by the arm and yanked
me away from drink-buying guy.
She mumbled curses at me as she dragged me up the metal stairs of
the club and to the booth where Jack and Brandon were sitting
with some women I'd never met. Carrie pushed me into the booth
next to Brandon and looked at Jack. "Take her drunk ass home
with you!" she said as I landed with a thud on the seat.
"You're the one who got her all fucked up in the first place,
Carrie!" Jack complained.
"Just take her home and don't be a dick!" Carrie snapped, walking
away. She stopped and turned around and added, "If you leave her
here, I'll kill you!"
"I wouldn't do that..." Jack said rolling his eyes.
Carrie's face softened and she smiled, blinking her big brown doe
eyes. "I know," she cooed at Jack leaning over the table touching
his cheek. "Have a good night!" she said sarcastically to the
women sitting at the table - who were now very put out by my
presence.
I sat there and shifted around in the booth, trying to get
comfortable. I'd assumed I was doing this silently - then I
looked up and realized everyone was staring at me. Drunk but not
socially retarded, I smiled as professionally as I could and said
something like, "Hi, I'm Lola."
I felt the female hostility coming from across the table. I just
smiled and looked at Jack, who was smiling at me, shaking his
head. I don't know how long we stayed there talking with the
women; I know I didn't say much, but ordered a few more drinks.
Jack was making his typical med. student jock moves on these
stupid girls and they were totally swooning. The ladies LOVE
Jack, it's a known fact; these two simpletons were no exception.
I sat there squirming in my seat, every one once in a while I
would lose my balance and fall over onto Brandon, who was sitting
rigid beside me. After falling into him a few times I finally
gave up and propped myself up against him.
"Having fun?" he said smiling at me. I saw his eyes travel down
to my lap where my already too short dress had slipped up almost
obscenely over my thighs.
"Yeah. You?" I said, pulling it down.
"Lots," he replied winking. He put his arm around me and I
rested in the stability of his shoulder.
"You smell good," I mumbled, smelling his cologne.
"Thanks," he said giving my waist where his hand rested a quick
squeeze. I smiled, resting my head on his shoulder, and looked
across the table. Jack was watching me. I smiled at him as
seductively as I could and winked. He looked even better than
usual, he's so hot sometimes it hurts to look at him, and this
was one of those nights.
The girl next to him shot me a dirty look. As subtly as I could
I asked her to stop looking at me like that. Jack says I called
her a "Fucking cunt" but that just doesn't sound like me now does
it? (You can stop laughing now...)
I am not sure what trouble ensued from my ever-so-polite
suggestion, but the next thing I knew Jack was pushing me into a
cab. We'd all drank too much, but as usual I was drunk bastard
of the group. When we are all finally in the cab, I immediately
crawl onto Jack, straddling him. I press my inner thighs against
his legs, feeling texture of his jeans, I squeezed his thighs
rubbing my cheek on his neck. "Jaacckkiiee..!" I whined,
playfully, as I began rubbing breasts against his chest. He was
laughing, his big hands on my waist as he pushed me back.
"Knock it off Lola," he laughed.
I was giggling. I lean in and kiss his neck, biting it gently,
my hand slip under his shirt and I run my nails down the skin of
his stomach gently. I feel his skin twitch on my palms. "I need
you to do me a special favor..."
"No! Absolutely not!" he said, shaking his head no and laughing.
I know he's trying to be good. I know he's thinking he'd be
taking advantage of me. He can say no all he wants, but I feel
his cock, very hard, rubbing against the fabric of my panties as
I playfully grind on his lap. "Please Jack, I neeeed you fuck
me!" He shakes his head no again, laughing.
Brandon's hand is gently touching my calf as he's watching the
spectacle I'm making of myself "Holy shit man, fuck her!" he
laughs. His hand moves up my calf to my thigh. Jack slaps it
away
"She's trashed dude!" he snaps at him. He picks me up and slams
me back down on my seat. "Knock it the fuck off, both of you!"
he shouts. Now I like being thrown around and Jack tossing me
back in my seat just makes me hotter, but his yelling almost
hurts my feelings. I'm about to pout but the cab finally comes
to a stop.
We're home. I recall giddily half falling out of the cab, but
one of them caught me.
I have no idea how I got up the steps of the house or how we made
it up to my room. I wake up in my bed, likely only a few minutes
after getting out of the cab, still in my dress but missing my
shoes. I sit up quickly, startled by my new surroundings. I
throw off the sheet that was over me and stumble out of my room
across the hall into Jack's.
Jack was changing; he was in his boxers and was pulling off his
shirt when I stormed in. Brandon was on the computer, still
dressed, and drinking another beer. I stood there in the door
way for a moment; Jack looked at me with his shirt over his head
but not off and Brandon frozen in some emotion, beer in his hand.
I took a step in the door and smiled naughtily.
At this point Jack gave in (like he ALWAYS does), grabbed me, and
lifted me up, saying something about how I'm the devil. He
tosses me down on the bed and kisses me passionately.
He kissed me, holding me down with his big body, forcing me like
only he can to submit to him. To admit, just by kissing him
back, that I have equal passion for him. His tongue violates my
mouth confidently while my own searches around his softly. As he
kisses me he pulls my dress up over my hips; at the same time my
hands are busy pushing and pulling at his boxers trying to get
them off. His hands reached my panties and he smiled, pulling
them down roughly. He pulled them over my feet and then with a
wicked grin he grabbed my thighs, jerking me forward and began to
eat my pussy.
Something about the way Jack uses his tongue on me drives me
insane. I began to cum immediately as he sucked on my clit,
flicking his tongue back and forth over it. My hips jerked up
pulsing as I came, but his big hand was on my stomach pinning me
down. "Jack! Jack! Jack!" I gasped as hard multiple orgasms
ripped through me.
My first orgasm never seems to count when Jack is fucking me with
his tongue. Just as I was coming down from the height of my
orgasm, I notice Brandon sitting in the chair eyes wide mouth
open looking at us. Our eyes meet momentarily and I smile at
him. Just at that moment Jack slid one of his big rough fingers
into my pussy and I cried out in pleasure, my eyes clamping shut
involuntarily.
I opened my eyes again and I saw Brandon rubbing his cock through
the thin material of his pants. I can't stop myself from smiling
at him, and running my hands over my breasts whimpering softly as
Jack continues drive me crazy with his tongue.
I look at Brandon rubbing his cock while watching me. He's so
cute, so nice and big. I wonder if all big Indiana country boys
can fuck like Jack. I want him. I want him to come and join us
but I know that these country boys are usually as homophobic as
they are big so I'm aware that my hopes of a threesome have no
real value.
"Hey man..." Brandon said.
'Finally! About fucking time you say something!' I scream in my
head.
Jack looks up at me from between my legs, arching his eyebrows in
question, kissing my labia lovingly. I roll my eyes at him,
nodding yes, eagerly; he already knew my answer though. He
shakes his head at me and waves Brandon over. He continues to
eat my pussy knowing he's almost murdering me with his amazing
tongue.
I'm still a bit drunk and the room is spinning and now there is
another big sexy country boy with his hands all over me. Jack
continues to lick me while Brandon strips down to nothing in a
matter of seconds. He climbs onto the bed with us, kneeling over
me. He pulls my dress down over my breasts leaving it bunched
around my waist. I moan as his hands find my breasts. I reach
up and grab his hard cock as it sways inches above my face and
stroke it roughly. Brandon groans as he leans over taking one of
breasts into his mouth, his hot grainy tongue encircling my hard
nipple as he sucks. As he leans over me I take his cock between
my lips and into my hot, wet mouth, hungrily.
"Aahhhgghh!" he groans sitting up, allowing his cock to slide
deep into my mouth. I begin to suck him harder, as he strokes my
breasts. I'm in heaven with Brandon 's cock in my mouth and his
big hands on my chest, but I feel Jack suddenly stop eating me.
It was only a second later that I feel his familiar big rough
hands pulling my dress down over my hips. Now naked, I feel the
head of Jack's giant cock rubbing back and forth over my wet
slit. I hear him muttering some sort of X-rated warning.
I'm moaning and Brandon is thrusting his cock down my throat when
Jack slams himself into me. As all of Jack's cock thrusts into
me and hits my cervix I cry out.
Brandon's cock leaves my mouth because I'm sure he thinks I'm
going to bite him. Jack is on top of me fucking me, my arms and
legs wrapped around his back clinging to him tightly. I scream,
moaning in pleasure; my nails dig into the skin of his back.
Brandon is stroking his cock watching us. Jack kisses hard me as
he pounds into me. All I can do is hang on to him, my heels
digging into his ass as he rams his cock into me with quick
violent thrusts, moaning my name. My eyes well up in ecstasy and
tears stream down my face as I cum again. I cry out helplessly,
but Jack kisses me again, muting the sound.
A few minutes later - which felt like an eternity - Jack finally
cums and pulls out of me, kissing me hard. He's still laying on
me and we're both watching Brandon stroking his cock. Jack
looks at Brandon, then at me "Are you sure?" he says hesitantly.
I give him the "are you crazy? Of course I'm sure!" look. He
rolls his eyes "Okay man" he says getting off of me
Brandon giddily jumps off the bed and on top of me saying how hot
I am - bla, bla - while Jack hands him a condom (I don't know
this guy... had to be safe!)
Jack sits down on the edge of the bed pulling me into his lap. I
rested my shoulders against his chest as Brandon positioned
himself between my legs and lifted my hips up to him. Jack holds
me tightly against him, one arm and hand crushing my breasts and
the other just above my navel securing me against him. I feel
his cock hard again against my back as Brandon finally pushes his
cock into me. "Oooohhhh ddaaammmnnn.." he moans as he slides
in. I feel my pussy shivering pleasure on his cock. I whimper
biting my lip, pushing my cheek against Jacks big shoulder.
Brandon fucks me, slowly, sliding his cock almost entirely out of
me, then pushing it back in, slamming his hips into my pubic
bone. Jack pulls my hair from my face kissing me as he holds me
against him. Brandon continues to fuck me, painfully slow, as if
he was savoring every minute. "Ahh... goddamn... you feel so
good..." Brandon mutters as he pushes himself into me. I wonder
how he can feel anything with that rubber on. Brandon's cock,
despite its latex cage is making me crazy!
I'm so wet its pathetic; I realize how wet I must be getting as
Jack starts to rub his cock around my ass making us both moan,
using my own cum juices as his lubricant, while his pal keeps
fucking me - still going painfully slow. Jack slowly slides the
thick head of his cock around my asshole using greater pressure,
forcing me to cry out softly. My pussy spasms around Brandon's
cock making him moan again "Ohh God!" he groaned.
Brandon leans in and begins kissing me. I kiss him back, our
tongues playing gently together. Jack pulls my face away from
Brandon and kisses me. I feel the irritated glare Jack is giving
to Brandon despite my eyes being shut. I kiss Jack slowly
lovingly, then reach over to Brandon pulling his lips to mine
kissing him gently, my eyes never leaving Jack. He smiles and
kisses my shoulder in a silent truce. I leaned back against Jack
letting Brandon ram his cock into me more, using my thighs as
leverage.
I reach up pulling Jack's face to mine and kiss him softly; I
feel him still rubbing his cock around my ass. "You okay?" I
whisper softly into his neck. He grabbed my breast, caressing
it gently pinching and tugging on my nipple and nodded yes. Then
he began pushing his cock around my ass more.
I kiss Brandon, one arm around his neck, the other behind me
around Jack's and I feel him lift me up again and positioning his
cock directly over my asshole - this is it, no more messing
around!
I gasp in pleasure. Brandon grabs me, lifts me up by my ass to
help Jack get his big cock in me, all the while still in me.
Jack finally gets the head of his cock in my ass, we both moan
loudly. My legs wrap around Brandon's waist so tight I'm sure I
am cutting off circulation to his legs, but I still feel his
condom-clad cock throbbing deep within me. Jack is no stranger to
fucking my ass, so he knows he has to start off by entering me
slowly.
Brandon leans me back over toward Jack. He holds my hips up,
slowly lowering my ass down on to him. I'm silently gasping,
biting my lower lip, my face in Brandon's shoulder. Jack lowers
me down onto his cock slowly, gently sliding in and out of me.
I'm whimpering and Brandon tries not to move in me. I begin to
adjust to Jack's cock in my ass and he starts to move it in and
out again, slowly moving deeper in me, his cock getting harder
with every thrust. Brandon's cock stays motionless, still buried
deep in my throbbing pussy. It hurts so bad and feels so good
that beads of perspiration form on my back, I can feel my body
throbbing and shuddering and I can do nothing to stop it.
Finally, Jack slams me down onto him; his cock buried deep in me,
my ass resting on his pelvic bone. I can finally scream, and I
do, roughly, my nails piercing the skin on Brandon 's arms.
Jack comes close to orgasm and stops moving his cock in and out
of me. Brandon takes the opportunity to begin fucking my pussy
again, reveling in the new tension created by Jack's huge cock
just a few tissue layers away from his.
Brandon fucks the hell out of me; Jack continues to be sweet,
holding me, keeping his hard cock motionless in my ass. He
whispers how good I feel and how hot I am as he fondles my
breasts and pinches my nipples. "This feels so good baby" he
whimpers. "Does it feel good? Yea baby do you like it?" All I
can do is nod, my voice lost some where in the midst of
everything.
Brandon just keeps pounding away at me and I think I'm about to
pass out from the pain and the pleasure. I begin to orgasm, my
pussy clamping hard on Brandon's cock, forcing him to cease his
movements. Jack cries out in pleasure as my anus strangles his
dick. I screech loudly, shaking and moaning, throwing my head
back onto his shoulder. Jack kisses me hard, his tongue
violently searching my mouth. I moan softly into his kiss as I
have the last spasms of my orgasm and my body goes limp. The
next moments are still blurs of orgasm-induced bliss.
Brandon finally cums, crying out loudly. He pulls out of me,
kissing me hard on the mouth. He stands there looking at us; I'm
still on Jack's lap still impaled on his stiff cock. Brandon
smiles shyly pulling off the condom, and sits back in the chair
still breathing heavily.
Jack pulls me off him, quickly wraps a sheet around me, and
begins to push me toward the door. "'Night man..." he said
sheepishly to Brandon as he wrapped his arms around me.
"See you in the morning!" Brandon smiled. I smiled at him and
wave goodbye as Jack guided me out the door and across the hall
to my room.
"You have to stop doing this..." he mumbled as he lowered me down
onto my bed with him.
"Doing what?" I giggle as I begin kissing his neck and throat
softly, wrapping my legs around his hips, pulling him close to
me. "I'm just trying to have a little fun..." I push him off me
and climb on top of him as he lay on his back. We kiss deeply,
so passionately I shiver. I need to feel him in me. Just him.
"You know you had fun, baby," I said, slowly lowering myself onto
him. He smiled closing his eyes, groaning softly. "Come on
baby," I say softly rocking slowly up and down on him, grinding
my pubic bone into his, my hands on his torso, "Admit it." I
whimpered as I felt him quickly swelling even larger within me.
He gasped softly, leaning up taking one of my nipples into his
mouth, sucking it roughly, flicking his tongue back and forth as
he sucked. "Ahh..." I moaned softly as his hands left my hips
and crushed my breasts together massaging them roughly, kissing
and teasing my nipples.
"I don't like to share you..." he murmured as he tongued my left
nipple. "I know you liked it though," he said as he thrust his
cock up into me hard, making me cry out has its head jammed into
my cervix. He looked at me, smiling, and pulled me down to him
kissing me. He held me tightly against him, crushing my breasts
against his chest and thrust hard into me, very quickly, making
soundless cries leave my mouth. "Did he make you cum, Lo?" he
asked, kissing me hard. "No," I whimpered as I kissed him back,
meeting his passion as he pounded himself up into me.
I wrestled out of his grasp and sat up. He grabbed my hips as I
began to ride him slowly. "You didn't like me sucking his cock,
did you?" I said, leaning back, arching my back so my breasts
would be easier for him to touch.
"No," he said rubbing my clit with the thumb of his right hand
and grasping my waist with his left. I moaned as he pressed and
massaged my button softly. I began to shiver, feeling an orgasm
rushing forward. Jack started pumping his hips up into me,
feeling me beginning to cum. "Cum for me, Lo," he said, slamming
my hips down onto him "cum hard - tell me how good it feels!"
I was whimpering and moaning, leaning back, my hands on his
thighs as he pounded up into me. I burst into orgasm letting out
a loud gasping scream. I collapsed on to his chest and spasmed
as orgasm after orgasm racked through my body. Jack groaned as
my body squeezed his cock, milking it. I shuddered, gasping for
breath, my head in the crook of his neck; he stroked my hair and
back, holding me close, kissing my neck. I whimpered softly as
he gently touched the skin on my back and he began to move in and
out of my pussy again. "Please..." I begged as he pushed into
me.
"Shhhhh," he said, holding my body down onto him, "let me feel
you a little more..." He quickened his rhythm, fucking me harder.
My thighs were clenched around his waist. He picked me up and
laid me on my back and continued to thrust into me, kissing me
hard, bruising my lips. I moaned and whimpered, worn out from
cumming but feeling my body again responding to his. Jack put my
legs on his shoulders and began pounding into me. I watched him
as he thrust into my body roughly, but lovingly. He kissed me
hard, moaning in my mouth, "Oh god Lola," he moaned as he started
to cum. I cried out in pain and pleasure, feeling him bursting
into my raw pussy.
He rested on me, breathing heavily. My legs slid off his
shoulders and he rolled over onto his back. I curled up next to
him, my body sore from cumming. I was so exhausted I barely made
it into his arms before my eyes were forced to close. Jack held
me close to him, both of us sweaty and exhausted. "I love you,
Lo," he said softly, "but you can't keep doing this, OK?"
"I love you too" I whispered smiling, "but I can't promise
anything."
"Good enough for me," Jack laughed, pulling me closer to him.
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