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The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 01

By: Dariander



Prelude

This is an edited version of my earlier story by the same name. The main change is that the action is all described in more detail and there's more of it, which according to the feedback is what most readers want.

The story starts a bit slowly, but don't be put off; there's plenty of action of all types later. And please resist the temptation to skip the early sections; the scene-setting is a vital part of the story. I've trimmed the introduction as much as I can without spoiling the plot - Plot? Yes, there is a plot - it's not just a series of sex scenes!

* * * * *

Isabel was bored and lonely. Since moving away from her home town for a new job, it had been all work and no play. It was Saturday morning and yet again, she had nothing planned for the weekend. As she ate her breakfast alone, she thought about what she could do to improve things. "I know," she finally said out loud, "I'll join a dating site. Maybe I'll meet someone really nice." After breakfast, she fetched her laptop and started researching on-line dating sites. One seemed to stand out, so she took the plunge and joined as an associate member.

The site had a search facility with filters, which allowed her to focus on profiles that met her criteria. Amongst the weirdos, the ugly and the past-its, there were several that seemed interesting, so she decided to write her own profile. She followed the guidelines and by lunch time was happy with what she had written. She uploaded three good photos and clicked on the 'publish' button. A message appeared informing her that her profile would become visible to the male members as soon as it had been checked by the moderator. She logged out.

She got herself some lunch, went food shopping and did her household chores. By late afternoon, she'd finished and was ready for a cup of tea. Whilst relaxing with her tea, she powered up her laptop again and logged back on to the site. Her profile was now live and there were sixteen messages from men who were interested in her. "Wow," she exclaimed, "that was quick!" But her joy was short-lived; they were mostly just a load of weirdos. Amongst them were a few sex-crazy men who were clearly only after one thing. She wasn't that sort of girl, but nevertheless, she was intrigued.

One in particular looked extremely attractive and in his message to her, he described in full, exactly what he wanted to do to her. She was repulsed, but couldn't resist reading what he had written again and again. As she read his message for the forth time, she undid her jeans and slipped her hand into her panties. "Your body belongs to me," she read, "and I'm going to lick you and make you come when I decide you deserve it." She started to finger her clit. "Open your legs for me, so that I can slip my tongue in."

"Oh, my god, I wouldn't mind him doing that to me." Now she was frantically rubbing herself. She looked at his picture and imagined a thick long cock, hiding in his trousers, ready to ravish her. "Put it in, don't keep me waiting."

"Once you're begging for it, I'll give it to you - all twelve inches of it."

"Oh, my god - twelve inches, that's impossible!"

"Reply to my message and tell me you want it."

"Oh, god, yes - I want it; I want it. Arrrghh, yes, oh, god yes, give it to me, I want it." She continued rubbing herself as she reached her climax. "Arrrghh, yes, arrrrrgggh. Oh my god."

"After I'm finished, my friends will want a turn in you too," she read.

"Oh, my god, yes, fuck me, all of you. Aaaaarggh, yes."

Afterwards, she sat there panting, surprised and embarrassed at the strength of her orgasm. "God, I didn't realise how much I've missed it over the last couple of months." She looked back at the screen and read the message again. "Yuk!" she said out loud, "that's not the sort of man I want - I need someone who wants me for more than just my body. He's disgusting!" She deleted the message and blocked the sender.

Unfortunately, none of the others seemed to be suitable either, so she blocked them all too. Disappointed, she logged out and turned off her laptop. However, over the next couple of days she received several carefully written messages from men who had obviously taken the time to read her profile and who seemed to be interested in more than just how shaggable she looked. That was more like it! By Tuesday evening, there were eleven men on her 'maybe' list. It was decision time. Everything up till then had been free, but if she wanted to send any messages herself or reply to those she'd received, she had to become a full member and that was expensive. After thinking about it, she decided it was worth it, so she paid the fee.

She then spent the rest of the evening replying to each of the eleven 'maybes'. After exchanging several messages with them over the following few days, she agreed to meet six of them in person and arranged safe meeting places, as advised by the site. Two, she decided when she met them, were boring, so she ruled them out. She was pleased to learn that the remaining four were all keen to see her again.

The site had various help pages, one of which discussed the thorny subject of dating multiple partners. The general advice was that it was alright to date several partners in the early days, since these dates weren't really dates as such, but were more like interviews for the role of a partner.

There was also a thread on the site's forum, entitled 'When to go exclusive'. Opinions varied. At one extreme, somebody claimed that 'as soon as you agree to meet somebody, you should cease all communication with everyone else.' That seemed far too strict to Isabel and in any case, she'd already broken that rule. At the other extreme, someone suggested that 'as soon as you go to bed with someone, you should not date anyone else'. Well, yes, thought Isabel, that's pretty obvious. She decided that she would 'go exclusive' well before that time, but in the meantime, it was acceptable to continue 'interviewing' the four men.

She was amazed to read that several people thought it fine in this day and age to keep several bed-partners and that therefore there was no need ever to 'go exclusive'. That's gross, thought Isabel, really gross. She wasn't a prude, but fancy allowing some man's cock inside you after it had just been inside another woman or worse still, allowing several men to have you in quick succession. I hope that none of the men I'm interested in thinks that that sort of behaviour is acceptable. She shuddered at the thought.

Over the next week, she saw all four men a second time. They all seemed very keen on her and although she couldn't quite make her mind up which she preferred, she thought that Dan and Tim were better long term prospects than Mike or Steve. She'd never been spoilt for choice like this before and decided to see each of them one more time before making up her mind.

She was pleased with herself. She had managed to arrange third dates with all four men on consecutive days, starting on Wednesday. She decided she would make her mind up by Sunday and allow the lucky one to take her to bed that very night. She was already tingling between her legs at the thought - it had been too long - far too long and she could hardly wait.

She thought about the attractive man who had sent the message to her describing what he wanted to do to her and regretted having deleted it. Although she didn't really want such a man, she would have liked to read his message again. Maybe on Sunday, the man she eventually chose would do something similar to her. Her hand reached up under her skirt and pushed her panties aside. "Oh, god, yes; slip your tongue into me." She dipped her finger into her dripping wet cunt to moisten it then started to rub her clit. "God, I can't wait till Sunday. I wonder which man it will be." She thought about each of them in turn. "My body belongs to you." But she didn't yet know which one she would choose. "Twelve inches! Oh, my god." She then imagined all four queuing up to take turns with her. "Oh, my god, aaaarrrgh, yes, take me." She dipped her finger back into her cunt to get more lubrication and returned to fingering her clit. "Who's next? Aaaargh, yes." She came hard. "Aaaaaargh, oh, god, fuck me again, yes, aaaaaaarrrrrrgh. Who's next? Aaaaaargh."

"Oh, my god," she said when she calmed down. "That's disgusting - what's happening to me. Why am I imagining such things? I must be really sex-starved. I don't want men queuing up to take turns in me; I want a proper loving boyfriend who wants to look after me and make me happy." She banished from her mind, all thoughts of that vulgar man who had sent her that disgusting message.

* * * * *

On Wednesday evening, she rushed home from work, showered, dressed and did her makeup in time for Dan, who had arranged to take her to his favourite Italian restaurant. When the doorbell rang, she opened it to let him in.

"Oh, you look lovely - that black dress really suits your blond hair." She invited him in and showed him around. "The restaurant's booked for eight - you ready?"

"Yes, ready when you are." She was pleased; he was clearly taken with the way she looked - her little black dress always turned heads.

It was a fifteen minute drive to the restaurant. The food there was good and so was the wine. She was warming fast to Dan. He was clearly a regular at that restaurant and she was impressed. "You obviously come here a lot."

"Well, yes, I live just round the corner and I discovered this place shortly after I moved in and I've been coming ever since. It's a bit off the beaten track, so they have to try harder to get the customers to come back and I think you'll agree they do a great job."

"It's perfect. I've had such a wonderful evening. Do you really live nearby?"

"Yes, I do - walking distance. Please don't take this the wrong way, but if you want to see my place, since I've now seen yours, we could have coffee there instead of here. But, of course, if you'd rather stay here, then I understand."

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours, is that it?"

He laughed. "Well, maybe we should just have coffee here, which is what I originally intended."

She liked the fact that he wasn't pushing her, just offering - a point in his favour - so she decided it was safe enough to accept his offer.

"No, no, I'd love to see where you live."

He paid the bill and after a couple of minutes in the car, they were at his flat.

"Come into the kitchen with me, while I make the coffee, then I'll show you round." He filled the kettle and switched it on. When he turned to face her, she was leaning against the far counter with her long blond hair cascading down the front of her little black dress. She had that 'please fuck me now' look about her that turned all men on instantly. Dan could feel his cock twitching and hoped that she hadn't noticed.

He walked over to her and kissed her gently on the lips. When she didn't resist, he put his arms round her and kissed her again, this time more passionately. It took her a bit by surprise, but it felt wonderful. It had been a long time since she'd been kissed at all, let alone like this. As he kissed her, his left hand moved slowly up and onto her tit. She didn't object, so he squeezed it gently through her dress. It was lovely and firm and he could feel her nipple hardening under her bra.

When his hand crept down to the hem of her dress, she shivered. He slid his hand up her bare leg under her dress as he continued to kiss her, causing goose pimples to form all down her body. Oh, god, she thought, I'm not ready for this; I haven't decided which man I want yet - but it does feel good.

His other hand was behind her back pulling her towards him and he shuffled a bit to the side to give the hand under her dress space to move. She broke away from his kiss, buried her face in his chest and moaned quietly as his hand traced a line across the front of her panties to the 'V' between her legs. Without realising what she was doing, she parted her legs slightly. He felt for the edge of the material, pushed it gently aside and slid his finger into her slit. She gasped as his finger entered her cunt. "Oh, my god, yes." The kettle had long since boiled, but coffee was the last thing on their minds.

She just loved being fingered - any resistance that she might have had left melted away. No man had ever got that far with her without ending up with a wet cock. So five minutes later, she was lying naked on Dan's bed with her legs apart while he pumped away between them. "Oh, my god," she cried, "it feels so good."

He thought so too!

As he fucked her, he looked down at her face. The 'please fuck me now' look had been replaced by one of sheer ecstasy. She was writhing about underneath him, squeezing his cock with her cunt muscles and moaning and gasping with his every thrust.

Holy mackerel! She's fantastic, he thought. I haven't had one this good for ages. He started thrusting harder. Her cunt sucked him back in every time he pulled away and she was velvety soft inside. There was no way he was going to last long with such a girl wiggling around underneath him.

"Oh, my god, Dan, don't stop ... I'm coming ... oh, my god, yes," she cried. He continued pumping and could feel his own climax approaching too. Half a dozen more pumps and cum started streaming out of his cock. The feel of it hitting her cervix tipped her over the edge. "Fuck me hard, Dan; arrrrgh, oh god, yes, aaaarrrrrgh." He stayed inside her while she calmed down then flopped down on the bed beside her.

They lay together afterwards, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Oh, god, she thought, that wasn't meant to happen, even though I loved it. She thought about the remaining three men. Well, I guess this makes my mind up as to which of the four I'm going to choose. I'll have to cancel my other three dates. She glanced over at the bedside clock.

"Christ, I didn't realise it was that late and I'm working in the morning."

"I'll run you back whenever you say, but I'd love you to spend the rest of the night with me then let me take you home in the morning."

She thought about it. "Well, I would need to be home by seven, so that I can get ready for work and get there in time."

"No problem - I can set the alarm."

He fucked her again before they went to sleep and he fucked her again in the morning after the alarm went off. They got up, had a rushed breakfast and he drove her home. She was happy at last - she had a new boyfriend and what's more, he was much better in bed than her previous one. She agreed to see him again on Saturday evening. Things were looking good at last!

* * * * *

She almost managed to get to work on time, but being a few minutes late wasn't a problem, since fortunately, her boss was away on business. When no one was looking, Isabel logged on to her dating site and sent messages to Steve and Tim, cancelling Friday's and Saturday's dates. She was going to miss both of them.

However, cancelling tonight's date with Mike was going to be a problem. She was due to go to his flat for dinner and he had told her that he would do most of the cooking the evening before. That meant that he had already bought all the food and had already spent the time cooking it. If she cancelled now, he'd be stuck with a load of cooked food and no one to share it with. She felt awful about that. What's worse, she had been in bed with somebody else, whilst he had been slaving over a hot stove for her. How bad was that? She felt really guilty about the whole situation.

She wondered how best to proceed. In the end, she thought: I'll just have to go through with tonight's date, not arrange another one with him and then finish with him in a few days time - yes, that would work - not ideal, but at least he won't have to throw a whole load of nice food away and we'll both get to enjoy one last evening together. All she needed to do was to be on her best behaviour and keep him at arm's length - shouldn't be too difficult. Like Steve and Tim, she would miss Mike too.

When she got home after work, she showered, put her little black dress on again and after doing her make up, set off in her car to the address that Mike had given her. She knocked on the door and Mike opened it.

"Wow, you look absolutely stunning! You trying to seduce me or something? If so, you've chosen a bad time, 'cause I'm hungry and dinner's nearly ready."

She laughed. Mike's sense of humour was one of his strong points. On reflection though, she regretted wearing her little black dress. She realised with hindsight, that she should have chosen something more conservative - something less sexy. The last thing she wanted to do now was to get him all worked up since she was now planning to dump him in a couple of days.

He led her into the kitchen. "Glass of wine?"

She needed something to calm her nerves, so that seemed like a good idea. "Yes please, white if you've got it."

"Glass of white wine coming up - pint or a half?"

She laughed again. "Just a small one - I'm driving, remember." He poured two glasses of white wine and handed one to her.

"Cheers! Does the black dress signify that you're a naughty girl?"

"What?" Oh, my god, she thought, how does he know?

"Well, white signifies purity or innocence and black signifies the opposite."

"Er, I ..."

"I'm sorry; don't look so embarrassed; I'm only teasing." He laughed. "You do look absolutely stunning in that dress though - sexy enough to seduce a gay bishop." He lent forward and kissed her briefly on the cheek. "Here, put these two plates on the table behind you, while I put the vegetables on, then we can eat."

She heaved a sigh of relief - he didn't suspect anything about last night - he was just joking. She took the two plates and put them on the table in the corner. They sat down to eat and his light-hearted manner soon had her laughing almost continuously. She felt relaxed and content in his presence. The dinner that he had cooked was good and she enjoyed the wine that he had chosen to go with it too. When they had eaten, she offered to wash up.

"No need, I'll do it tomorrow. Come on through to the lounge."

"No, I'll do it now." She jumped up and carried the plates over to the sink, filled the bowl with hot water, squeezed some washing up liquid into it and started to wash up. Meanwhile, Mike cleared the rest of the table. After putting the salt and pepper back in the cupboard, he turned to face her. She had her back to him, but there was no doubt about it - she was stunning from every angle. Her long blond hair cascaded down the back of her dress and her body wiggled as she washed the dishes.

He studied her for several seconds. Christ, I'd love to get my cock into this one; I wonder if she wiggles like that in bed. He walked up behind her and kissed her briefly on her neck.

"Hey, stop that - I'm trying to wash up and you're distracting me."

He put his hands on her waist and squeezed her gently. She sighed. Then he started kissing her neck again.

"Hey, you're taking advantage of a poor innocent girl who can't defend herself because her hands are all soapy."

"I know - that's the idea."

She giggled. "Stop messing about. Grab a tea towel and dry the dishes."

"The dishes will dry themselves, but I need to kiss your neck because it can't kiss itself." She laughed.

He put his hands right round her now and pulled her tightly towards him, whilst continuing to kiss her neck. She had to admit it - it felt really good and she wondered whether she'd made the right choice with Dan instead of Mike. She sighed again. Mike's right hand moved slowly up and cupped her left breast.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?"

"I'm taking advantage of a poor innocent girl who can't defend herself because her hands are all soapy, but fortunately she likes it."


The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 01



She wanted to tell him off, but all she could do was laugh. "What makes you think I like it?"

He moved his hand up a bit, slipped it under the plunging neckline of her dress, down inside her bra and over her bare tit. He squeezed gently.

"I know you like it because your nipple is hard, although I suppose I ought to check the other one, just to make sure."

She laughed again. "OK, I admit it; I like it, but that doesn't mean that you have permission to grope my tits."

"I'm only groping one of them."

She laughed again. "Well you shouldn't be. Take your hand out of my bra or I'll be forced to defend myself and you'll get soapy water all over you."

"Oooh, can't wait!" She was now laughing non-stop.

He continued squeezing her left tit and pinching her nipple. She stopped laughing and started breathing very heavily. She had stopped washing up and her wet hands were gripping the edge of the sink for support. After a bit, she reached for the tea towel, dried her hands and then turned to face him. His hand slipped out from under her bra as she turned.

They looked into each other's eyes for a while then he leant forward and kissed her on her lips. To his delight she responded. Meanwhile his hand found the zip at the back of her dress and he started pulling it slowly down. It was halfway down her back before she showed any reaction.

"Hey, now what do you think you're doing?"

"I'm trying to get inside your dress again; my left hand wants a turn to caress your soft skin, just like my right hand did. It's only fair." She couldn't help but laugh again. He was being so forward, but in such a nice way, she couldn't do anything about it. You can't get angry at someone when you're laughing. What's more, she could feel a tingling sensation growing between her legs, which worried her. Oh, god - I can't, she thought - that would be really naughty - I just can't! I really must resist.

She was just about to push him away, when he kissed her again. As he did so, he felt for her bra strap, pinched the buckle then flicked the catch and before she realised what was happening, her bra was undone.

"Hey, how did you do that so fast? One handed as well."

"The gods are on my side."

She laughed yet again. "Well, that does appear to be the case - naughty gods, they are. And I'm the one that's supposed to be naughty - as signified by my black dress." There was definitely something about Mike's approach that she found irresistible.

Her brain was telling her "no" but her body was screaming "yes". She leant forward and kissed him even though she felt guilty about where this would almost certainly lead.

As she kissed him, he gently pulled the zip of her dress the rest of the way down. She shivered as his two hands caressed her bare back. She stopped kissing him and leant back to look him in the eyes. He had that hungry look about him even though they'd just eaten. Removing his hands from behind her back, he took hold of the two straps of her dress and lifted them forwards off her shoulders. He let go and the dress and her bra dropped down to her elbows. He gasped as her tits came into view.

"Wow, you're absolutely stunning!" She lowered her hands down to her sides and allowed both her dress and her bra to fall to the floor. He couldn't take his eyes off her tits; they were beautifully formed and symmetrical. Probably at least a size 'C' - no - more likely a 'D', he thought. "Isabel, I've been thinking all evening just how stunning you are, but seeing you like this - Wow! I can't get over how beautiful you are." He bent down and kissed her tits, first one then the other. She closed her eyes and allowed him to kiss and explore her body. She was now moaning quietly and the tingling feeling between her legs had developed into an ache.

Oh, my god, she thought; I wasn't going to let him, but it's too late. All's lost. I'm powerless to stop him; I want him to take me. I want him inside me.

Mike ran one hand down her back and slowly brought it round to her front. As he did so, his fingers slipped under the material of her panties. When she didn't object, he pushed one finger down and into her slit. She was already very wet. "Oh, god, Mike, yes, I love it." He started gently rubbing her clit. As he did so, he smiled to himself. He recognised all the signs - she was his for the taking.

Five minutes later, she was once again lying naked on a strange bed with a new man pumping away between her legs. "Oh, my god, please don't stop." Mike increased his thrusting, intent on making her come. It didn't take long. "Arrrggh, yes, oh god, yes, aaarrgh." He tried to hold his climax back so that he could enjoy her for longer, but with her thrashing around underneath him, he soon came too - depositing a load of cum deep inside her womb. He continued thrusting gently as he lowered her back down to earth. When they had both calmed down, he slid off her and lay to her side.

"Isabel, that was absolutely wonderful. I was watching you wash up earlier and I couldn't help wonder what you'd be like in bed, but Christ, I didn't for one moment imagine you'd be anything like that good. I hadn't intended to seduce you tonight, but seeing you in that sexy black dress - well, you were completely irresistible. Only a blind man could have kept his hands off you."

"I hadn't intended to let you seduce me either, but it's obviously true what people say about some men being able to laugh a woman into bed."

They lay together, seemingly both calm and relaxed, but inside, Isabel was in a complete turmoil. She'd fucked two different men today - one this morning and now another one. How bad was that? Worse still, she'd absolutely loved it both times. Oh, my god, she thought, I'm turning into a slut. Their cocks had felt so different. Dan's was longer, but a bit thinner, whilst Mike's was thicker, but more importantly, both men knew how to use them properly. Compared to her previous boyfriend that she had gone out with before moving here, these two knew exactly what to do with a girl.

She remembered the comments on the forum about when to 'go exclusive'. She had thought it disgusting that some people, mostly men, thought it fine to sleep with multiple partners, yet that's exactly what she was doing. Trouble was, she loved it. She knew for her own peace of mind, that she'd have to finish with one of them, but which one? Oh, god! What a dilemma!

She was aware of a movement to her side - Mike was climbing on to her again. He was going to fuck her a second time. This time there was no foreplay. Her cunt was swimming with their combined juices, so he just slipped right in with one single push. His cock felt so good. How had she managed without a cock for so long since moving here?

After a short while, he pulled out. "Isabel, turn over; I want to make love to you from behind." She turned over. He pushed his cock back in again and started thrusting, whilst supporting his weight on his hands. He looked down at her supple body and the gentle curve of her spine. The sides of her tits were just visible and her long blond hair covered most of her face and shoulders - she was fabulous!

Having come once already, he was able to last much longer this time. Isabel's moaning and gasping gradually increased in intensity and soon she was once again writhing about underneath him. He looked down at her body again. Her waist was moving from side to side and she was flicking her head from left to right.

"Mike, oh god, don't stop - I'm coming again - oh god, fuck me hard, make me come."

He lowered himself down onto her back and supporting his weight on one elbow, slipped a hand under her to cup a tit. He squeezed her nipple and mauled her as he pounded away at her from behind.

"Oh, god, yes, I'm coming, oh god, aaaaaargh, yes, oh god, aaaaaarrrrrgh."

No man could have held out any longer with Isabel writhing about underneath him - he blasted the inside of her cunt with a second load of cum. Christ! She was easily the best fuck ever!

Afterwards, they lay there panting as they both recovered. "I ought to get home - I've got to work tomorrow."

"Can't you stay over and go home in the morning?"

She thought about it. "Er, well, I guess so," she said sheepishly, thinking that the same thing had happened with Dan yesterday. Dan had fucked her yesterday and again this morning and now she had let Mike fuck her, twice in fact, so in a sense, the damage was already done, in which case, she might as well enjoy herself and stay over.

Mike set the alarm and after using the bathroom, she cuddled up against him feeling very guilty. Now she had a real problem, which one should she choose? She lay there thinking about what she should do before eventually drifting off to sleep in Mike's arms.

When the alarm went off, just like on the previous morning with Dan, she let Mike have her again before they got up.

"When can I see you again?" Mike enquired over breakfast.

She was expecting such a question and had already made up an excuse. "Well, I've arranged to visit my Mother over the weekend, so the first day I'm going to be free is Monday." He was disappointed to have to wait that long, but reluctantly he agreed.

This time, she made it to work on time, happy but confused and feeling very guilty. She needed to make a choice. "I can only have one," she kept saying to herself, "I'm not the sort of girl that sleeps with more than one partner. One more date with each of them, then I'm going to have to decide."

* * * * *

On Saturday, Isabel spent the day doing her household chores and thinking about the situation she'd somehow managed to get herself into. In a matter of days, she'd gone from having nobody in her life to having two boyfriends. This won't do, she thought to herself. I need to make a choice, but, oh god, I love it when either fucks me - Dan with his long cock and Mike with his thick one. Maybe I need to dump them both and find someone with a long, thick cock to get the best of both worlds. She laughed - no, that would be silly - I could spend years looking for such a man and never find one. Fun trying though! I'll have to make a choice based on their personalities. But that wasn't easy either; she liked them both. Mike makes me laugh, but Dan seems more caring. Oh, god! What do I do?

When the evening arrived, Isabel showered and made herself ready to see Dan. He had been raving about a new movie that had just been released on DVD. He had rented a copy and she was going round to his place to watch it with him. When she arrived, he pounced on her and kissed her passionately. "I've been waiting for you. Come on through to the lounge." He led her into the lounge and they both sat down next to each other on the sofa. "Oh, I forgot, can I get you anything to drink?"

"Um, I'm OK at the moment, thanks - maybe later."

They chatted for a bit and eventually he said: "Right, let's watch the movie." He picked up the remote and pressed the start button. It was a romantic comedy and soon Isabel was feeling romantic herself. She cuddled up against him. After half an hour, the scene showed a young couple who were ... well ... doing what young couples do ... coupling. Nothing too naughty could actually be seen - just an occasional glimpse of some tits with some obvious thrusting movements. She found her mind drifting from what was on the screen to the man sitting next to her and what he would probably do to her later with that long cock of his. She looked down at his lap - he was obviously enjoying this particular scene. He noticed her gaze. "Er ... I ..."

She laughed. "Is it me that's causing the bump in your trousers or the movie?"

"Er ... It's got caught at an awkward angle, but I didn't want to adjust it in front of you."

She was dying to see it again. "You mean you want me to adjust it?"

He laughed. "Er, no, that's not what I meant, though now that you've mentioned it, that would be nice."

She reached down with her hand, pulled his zip down, felt for the hole in the front of his boxers and pulled his cock out. It grew to its full length and hardness as she handled it. Well, it's certainly long enough, she thought.

"Is that better?"

"Er, yes. Thank you."

They returned to watching the movie. She glanced down at his cock - it had gone soft. A bit later, there was another sexy scene and when she looked down at his lap, she noticed he was hard again. She chuckled.

He turned to face her. "What's so funny?"

"Your cock is like a sex-barometer. Every time there's a sexy scene, it rises." They were both now in hysterics.

"I'm having enough problems keeping my hands off you without having various girls flashing their tits on the movie. What's a man supposed to do?"

"Well, we could always watch it later."

He gulped when he realised what she meant. "Er, yes, that might be a better idea." He reached for the remote and pressed the pause button. They sat there in silence, looking at each other.

She decided to taunt him. "Well, the man's in charge; what happens next?"

He looked down at his cock - it was rock hard. "I, er ... Oh, Christ, you know what I'd really like?" She didn't, but she could guess. She leant down and took his long cock into her mouth for the first time.

"Oh, yes, that's fabulous." He took hold of her head and guided her up and down, but she pulled away and sat upright again. "Oh, Christ, Isabel! Don't tease me." But she wasn't teasing; she was merely uncomfortable. She slid down onto the carpet, crawled round between his legs where it was more comfortable and took him back into her mouth. "Oh, Jesus Christ, yes. Suck me, Isabel."

She pulled away again. "OK, but don't come in my mouth - not this time at least - there's somewhere else I want you to come." He smiled - he couldn't argue with that.

After sucking him for several minutes, he was clearly getting close, so she pulled away and stood up. "You'll need to take my panties off for the next bit." They were off in no time. She shuffled forward onto his lap and lowered herself down onto his cock. She could feel him pressing up against her cervix. "Oh, my god, Dan, you're so long. Fuck me; make me come and fill me with your seed."

"Yes," was all he could manage to say. But before fucking her, he wanted access to her tits. He reached up, pulled her blouse from her skirt, undid the buttons, reached behind her and undid her bra. His cock twitched as her two beauties sprang into view. "Oh, Christ, Isabel - I've been dreaming about fucking you again since you left on Thursday morning." He started mauling her tits as she began bouncing up and down. He let her do so for a bit then told her he wanted to change positions. She got off him.

"How do you want me?"

"Lie on the sofa with your legs over the edge." She did so. He crawled forward on his knees and pushed his cock back in. Before fucking her, he opened her blouse wide and moved her bra aside. He wanted to watch her tits and maul them as he fucked her. He started thrusting.

She preferred this position. She liked a man to 'take her' - it was much better than being on top and having to control the action herself. So she just lay there with her hands holding the back of the sofa as Dan pounded away between her legs and worked on her tits with his big hands. Soon, she was writhing about and gasping as her climax approached. Dan was holding back; he wanted to come when she did, but he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"Oh, fuck me, Dan; fuck me hard. I'm nearly there! Oh, yes, fuck me hard." He pounded away. "Fuck me; yes, aaaaaarggggggh, yes. Come in me. Arrrrgggghh." Dan flooded her cunt with his cum as she writhed about in front of him. Her tits were flopping about like jellies as she reached her peak. He was spent, but he continued to thrust whilst she came down again.

They were both quiet now; the only sound was their panting. "Good god, Isabel, that was something else. I just love the way you fuck. You're the best ever."

"Well, I didn't find it too bad either! The way your long cock slams into the end of my pussy drives me insane. I hope you've saved some energy for later."

"You bet - I'm not letting you go that easily - and next time I'll be able to last much longer."

"A long cock lasting longer - what more could a girl want?" They laughed.

After watching the rest of the movie, he fucked her again. She stayed the night with him and he fucked her five more times before she left on Sunday evening. She loved it, she absolutely loved it.

As she lay in bed alone on Sunday night, she thought about how Dan had fucked her with his long cock - seven times in twenty four hours! She could get used to this! And tomorrow, she had Mike to look forward to. How many times would he manage? But she couldn't go on like this - it was totally immoral and against all the values she had been brought up by. She just had to choose between them.

* * * * *

On Monday evening she rushed home from work to wait for Mike. Was he really that different in bed to Dan? She could hardly wait to open her legs for him. She needed to check whether she was merely imagining that he was so different. When he arrived to pick her up, he followed her as she went into the kitchen to fetch her handbag. She turned to face him and he scooped her up into his arms and kissed her passionately.

"Isabel, I've missed you. Did you have a good weekend with your Mum?"

"Er ... yes; not too bad. I've missed you too, Mike." She was relieved when he didn't ask any further questions about her weekend, but then he did have something else on his mind: He bent down, lifted the hem of her skirt up and pulled her panties right down. She stepped out of them. He then picked her up and sat her on the edge of the kitchen table. He stood there for ages, just looking into her eyes - the tension was almost unbearable. In silence, he ceremoniously unzipped his trousers and then slowly lifted the hem of her skirt up to expose her bare lower half. Neither spoke. After what seemed like an eternity, she gradually opened her legs for him. Both were still looking into each other's eyes and drooling. When he eventually broke eye contact and looked down, he saw her open cunt, glistening with moisture. She was ready.

"I want you."

"Then, take me."

"Oh, Christ, yes!"

He reached into his trousers, fished his rock-hard cock out and stroked it with one hand while pushing a finger of the other hand into her cunt. She sighed. "Oh, god, yes Mike, take me. That feels so wonderful." He was now rubbing her clit. Once again they were staring into each other's eyes.

He stepped forward and holding his cock with one hand, rubbed it up and down her slit. "Take me, Mike, I'm all yours." But instead of pushing it straight in, he rubbed it up and down over her clit. She broke eye contact, leant back on her hands and raised her head to look up at the ceiling. "My body belongs to you, Mike. Take it and fill it with your seed."

"Aaaaaargh, yes." He had rammed his cock right up her cunt in one rapid stroke. "Oh, my god, your cock's so thick, Mike. Fuck me hard and make me come."

He was now thrusting hard, holding onto her thighs for support and the table was banging against the wall with each stroke. He lifted her legs up, put them over his shoulders and then fucked her as hard as he could.

"Oh, my god, Mike, I'm coming. Don't stop whatever you do."

Unlike Isabel, Mike hadn't had a fuck since Friday morning and he'd avoided jerking himself off over the weekend in anticipation of getting his cock back into her. Within a couple of minutes, he was ready to dump four and a half days' worth into the fabulous blond on the end of his cock. But he knew he needed to hold out until she came too. Fortunately, he didn't have long to wait. His cock was indeed so different to Dan's that she could hardly control her excitement.




The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 01



"Mike, I'm coming. Fuck me hard. Aaaaaaaaargggghh, yes." Mike went for his release and spurted everything he'd saved up for her deep into her cunt. It took him eleven strokes to empty his balls and with each stroke, Isabel cried out: "Yes, aaaargh." When he was done, she fell back onto the table, exhausted.

He stepped back and his cock popped out. "Christ, Almighty, Isabel. Where've you been hiding all my life? I've never had a girl before that can do that to me. You've sucked me dry."

She sat up and looked down between her legs. Cum was seeping out of her cunt and onto the kitchen table. Some had dribbled off the edge and a small pool had formed on the floor.

"Looks like you've been saving it up for me all weekend! God, that was fantastic. I just love the feeling of your cock spurting into me."

He stood there, looking at her. "I'll want you again later."

She giggled. "I know, but I guess I'd better nip into the bathroom and clean myself up if we're going out." She slid off the table and hobbled into the bathroom with her hand between her legs to catch any more cum that came out. Mike found a tissue and wiped the table and floor.

In the bathroom, Isabel mulled over everything that had happened to her in the past few days. She was seeing two men who really knew how to fuck, but they were so different. How could she give either of them up? She decided she couldn't. She was hooked - addicted to sex with them both.

She fucked Mike twice more that night and both men again several times during the rest of that week. Towards the end of the week, she told Dan that she was visiting her mother over the coming weekend. That left her free to see Mike. By Sunday night, she had fucked him eight times more.

Over the following weeks, things settled into a more or less fixed pattern. Each week, she was being fucked about a dozen times by the one she spent the weekend with and half a dozen times by the other one, alternating the weekends between them. Maybe Mike had been right about her little black dress signifying that she was a naughty girl. She certainly felt naughty, but she was now having more fun every week than she had previously had in a whole year. She kept saying to herself: "I'm not that sort of girl; this is just until I choose between them." But she knew she was never going to be able to make that choice - she needed them both. She had taken an irreversible step.

* * * * *

Several weeks later, Dan was walking back to work at lunchtime from the sandwich bar when his phone rang. He looked at the name of the caller and took the call. "Hi there, buddy - how you doing?"

"I'm great and you? Long time no see and all that. I just rang to see if you fancied a beer sometime."

"Yea, great idea; erm ... how about Friday?"

"Yep, I'm free Friday - usual place, usual time?"

"Yea, OK, see you Friday." He rung off and continued his walk back to work.

On Friday evening, Dan walked into his favourite watering hole and spotted his friend at the bar. He walked over to him and slapped him on the back. "Looks like I'm just in time for you to buy me a beer."

"Sure, which one do you want?"

Dan looked at the pumps and pointed to one of them. "Just a half, since I'm driving."

"Me too." He tapped the pump when the barman arrived. "Two halves, please." After paying, the two men took their beers, found a table and sat down.

"So, what have you been doing with yourself recently?"

"Ah, well, I've found myself a fabulous girlfriend - looks like a film star and fucks like a rabbit."

Dan laughed. "Funny you should say that, I've done the same. Long blond hair, great tits, fabulous fun to be with and the best ever in bed. If any girl is ever going to catch me long term, then she's the one."

"Man - that's serious!"

The two men discussed their girlfriends for a few minutes and Dan suggested going out in a foursome some time.

"Good idea."

"I think I've got a picture on my phone, hang on a minute." He flicked through various images on his phone, found the one he was looking for and showed it to his friend.

"Isabel!"

"Hey! How do you know her name?"

"That's the one I've been seeing!"

"What? - you winding me up or something?"

"No, really, that's my girlfriend, Isabel. Look, I've got her picture on my phone too." He flicked through the images on his phone and showed one to his friend. It was clearly the same girl.

"Maybe they're twins?"

"Well, if they were twins, they wouldn't both be called Isabel, would they?"

"No, I guess not."

"You fucking her?"

"Of course I'm fucking her - have been for a couple of months now."

"I ought to smash your face in."

"Hang on a second. It's not either of our faults that we're both fucking the same girl. Neither of us knew. She's the guilty party. Where did you meet her?"

"On that dating site that you recommended."

"Ah, yes, now I get it. Looks like we both joined the site at about the same time and both ended up with Isabel. The lousy two-timing bitch."

"Yea."

"If I hadn't recommended that site to you, this wouldn't have happened and she'd be all mine."

"Well, I wouldn't bet on that, she could be shagging half a dozen other men for all we know."

"Yea, I guess so; hadn't thought of that." Both men fell silent and sipped their beers.

Dan pointed to Mike's empty glass. "Same again?"

"Yea, better make it a large one this time, though." Dan disappeared and returned with two pints of beer.

"OK, so what we going to do?"

"Don't know, but I guess any ideas about a long term relationship with Isabel have just gone up in smoke. But she's still the best fuck ever."

"Yea, I agree about that."

"You prepared to stop fucking her?"

"Not if I can help it."

"Me neither."

"When are you seeing her again?"

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? I thought she was visiting her mother tomorrow - goes every fortnight."

"No, that was last week ... Ah, yes, now I get it - she spends alternate weekends with one of us and tells the other she's at her mother's."

"The dirty lying bitch!"

"Well, I guess the good news is that we're the only two fucking her - she wouldn't have time for any more." They both laughed at that.

"OK, so we both want to continue fucking her, so how's this for an idea?" He explained what he had in mind.

Dan laughed. "Right, you need to be at my place tomorrow by 7:45 latest."

"I'll be there."

The two men changed the subject and sat there laughing and joking about old times. When they'd finished their drinks, they went their separate ways.



The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 02



Prelude

Whilst it's not essential to read chapter 1 before this one, it will make more sense if you do.

* * * * *

The next evening, Mike arrived in good time at Dan's flat.

"Beer?"

"Er, not tonight. I want to keep myself in top form. Got any coke?"

"Yea, sure." He fetched a couple of cans and the two men settled down in the lounge to wait for Isabel.

When the doorbell rang, Dan jumped up to let her in. He kissed her at the door and showed her into the lounge. She took one step into the room and stopped dead in her tracks. "Mike! What the hell are you doing here? Oh, my god!"

"Mike's an old friend of mine from school days. You two obviously know each other too. Take a seat, Isabel." She sat down on the sofa opposite Mike. Dan sat on the other sofa next to his friend; the snub was not missed by Isabel, who suddenly felt very lonely.

"Well, it seems like we have a bit of a situation here. We thought we'd ask your opinion. We both found fabulous new girlfriends a couple of months ago, that we were both very keen on and we've both been fucking our respective girlfriends regularly and now it turns out that it's one and the same girl. Not ideal really; what do you think?"

"Er ... oh my god!"

"Yea, that's roughly what we thought - at least, it would be, translated into polite language."

"I can explain."

"Really? Go on then."

"It's a long story."

"We've got all evening."

She explained how the situation had come about and emphasised that she hadn't in any way intended it to develop in the way it did, but that once she had been to bed with both of them she couldn't bear to finish with either of them. They were so different and she loved being with each of them. She knew it was very wrong, had never done anything like that before and wasn't really that sort of girl. She was really really sorry and she realised that she had betrayed them both.

She finished talking, but the two men just sat there in silence, staring at her.

"Well, I guess I'd better just leave before you both tell me to fuck off and never to contact either of you again. I'm really sorry." She picked her handbag up off the floor, took out a tissue and wiped a tear away from one of her eyes. Her whole world had just come crashing down. She started to get up from the sofa.

"Wait!" said Dan.

Surprised, she sat down again.

"We've discussed it and the problem is that we both love fucking you."

"What?"

The two men got up and walked over to her. "So we've decided to do so." They each took a hand and helped her to her feet. "Now."

"What? What do you mean?" They led her towards the bedroom. "Oh, my god, you're both going to fuck me, one after the other! I've never done anything like that before."

"There's always a first time for everything and I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

"Oh, my god, you're serious aren't you?"

"Dead serious."

"Oh, my god; I'm not that sort of girl."

"Yes, you are, you've been fucking us both for months." When they reached the bedroom, they both stripped her naked. She was too shocked to object. They led her over to the bed and sat her down on the edge whilst they undressed themselves.

She looked at the two hard cocks. "Oh, my god!"

"Who do you think should go first, Isabel?"

"What? Er, I don't know." She was clearly too shocked to think straight.

Dan reached into a draw in the bedside cabinet and took out a coin. He tossed it into the air, caught it, slapped it down on the back of his hand and turned to Mike. "Heads or tails?"

"Heads."

"Oh, my god!"

Dan uncovered the coin and the two men smiled at each other.

"Hey! I couldn't see the coin from here! Who's going first?"

Neither man spoke. Dan reached into the draw again and took out a piece of dark cloth. He folded it several times.

"What's that for?"

He approached her with his blindfold and tied it round her head. "Get into the middle of the bed, lie down and open your legs. Since we're apparently so different, we'll leave it to you to work out which of us fucks you first."

"Oh, my god," she repeated. It was clearly her new favourite expression. She moved to the centre of the bed and spread her legs.

Dan walked round to the end of the bed and climbed between her open legs. She jumped when his finger entered her cunt. "Oh, that feels good." She was wetter than he'd ever remembered her to be. After fingering her for several minutes, she was gasping and writhing about. "Stick your cock in me. I can't wait any longer. I need to be fucked. One of you please fuck me."

He shuffled forward and shoved his cock right in as far as it would go. She came immediately. "Arrgh, yes, oh, my god, Dan. Don't stop. Aaaarrrrrgh." He mauled her tits as he pumped away, pinching her nipples and squeezing both tits, making them sore. She'd never known him be this rough before. "Don't stop; make me come, bite my tits." She was now writhing about under him, gasping and uttering things he couldn't quite make out. "Aaaarrrrgh, yes, fuck me hard." He pumped away as hard as he could until he also came. When she felt his cum spurting into her, she cried out: "Aarrrgh, yes, I love it. Fuck me, Dan; fuck me."

As soon as he had finished, he withdrew and Mike leapt forward. She hardly had time to catch her breath, before Mike rammed his cock home. "Oh, my god. That's Mike, I know it is! Fuck me too. Arrrgh, yes, I'm coming again." Mike pumped away, just as his friend had done seconds earlier. With her writhing about underneath him, he knew he wouldn't last long either and in no time he dumped a second load into her. She seemed to be having one long continuous orgasm. He continued pumping until she calmed down then he withdrew and collapsed on to the bed beside her.

Dan untied her blindfold. "No point keeping this on if you know immediately who's fucking you, is there?"

"Dan first, then Mike. I recognised it was Dan first as soon as his long cock slammed into the end of my pussy. But Mike, you're thicker and so are just as easy to recognise." All three laughed.

"Which do you like best?"

"What? If I knew that, I wouldn't have continued all these weeks with both of you, would I?"

"Well, from now on, you'll be getting both of us regularly and often - starting again in about ..." He looked at Mike, "... well, ten minutes?" 

"Yep, I'll be ready again by then and this time I'll be able to last for hours."

"Oh, god, but I'm not that sort of girl!"

Both men laughed. "Yea, right!"

Ten minutes later, they got her to kneel on the edge of the bed and Mike shoved his cock in from behind. He thrust away steadily for about five minutes. When Dan tapped him on the shoulder, Mike withdrew and Dan immediately took his place. She was without a cock in her for less than two seconds. Five minutes later, they switched back. Eventually her arms got too tired to support her and she lowered her face to the bed, but they continued taking turns to fuck her relentlessly. She had come several times before crying out: "I can't take any more; you're going to have to stop." By now, the two men were also tiring. They both needed to unload and get some shuteye.

Mike pushed Isabel down so that she was lying flat on the bed and re-entered her from behind. Reaching down underneath her, he slipped a finger into her slit and rubbed her clit as he fucked her. "Oh, god, yes, rub me; fuck me. Aaaargh, keep going, I'm coming. Arrrrggghh, yes."

He fucked her hard until he came too. As soon as he stopped thrusting, Dan grabbed his arm and pulled him off her, eager to take his place. He rammed his cock home before Mike was fully off her. "Oh, god, Dan, push your cock right up me, make me come again." He too fucked her hard as she continued to writhe around on the bed. Dan was tiring and needed to finish. Like his friend had done minutes before, he reached underneath her and started playing with her clit. "Oh, god, yes, I'm coming. Aaaaaargh, yes, Arrrgh." Isabel's orgasm triggered Dan's and his cock erupted inside her. He pulled out as soon as he had come and fell onto the bed beside her. All three of them were now exhausted. It was past midnight; they had been at it for three and a half hours.

"That was some fuck-fest!" exclaimed Mike. The other two agreed. After they'd all used the bathroom, the three of them settled down in Dan's king size bed for the night, with Isabel, of course, in the middle. She had spent many nights with them separately, but this was her first night with them both together.

In the early hours, long before it was light, Mike woke up. He had been dreaming: He was on a boat in rough seas and there were various figures clinging to the side as the boat was tossed about. He then realised the object in his dream wasn't a boat - it was a bed and it was rocking around. Furthermore, he was not in his own bed and it wasn't his girlfriend's bed either. He squinted and could just make out a couple fucking next to him. He then remembered where he was. He stroked his rapidly hardening cock. God, Isabel was a fantastic fuck. He needed to do her again too as soon as Dan finished. He heard Dan grunting and Isabel moaning. They were obviously trying not to wake him. As soon as Dan pulled out of Isabel, Mike reached out and yanked her towards him.

"I, er, we thought you were asleep."

"No, I was watching - waiting for my turn."

He climbed on top of her and shoved his cock into her gaping hole. Semen oozed out as he pushed his cock home. He fucked her furiously and added his cum to his friend's. There was no doubt about it, she was a superb fuck. All three were now satisfied again and they soon fell back to sleep.

* * * * *

In the morning, Isabel was the first to wake up. She needed to pee, but didn't want to wake either of her boyfriends, so she rolled the covers back to get her feet out and slid down to the end of the bed before disappearing off to the bathroom.

When she returned, the two men were sitting up, leaning against the headboard, stroking their cocks. They were ready for her again.

"Oh, my god, guys, give me a break. My pussy's so sore from last night, I could hardly pee."

They laughed. "We'll be gentle and we promise not to make your pussy any more sore. That right Mike?"

"Yep," said Mike. They both leapt off the bed and led her to a high dresser. Dan bent her over the dresser, while Mike reached into the bedside draw and took out a small bottle. He threw it to Dan who removed the cap and smeared some lube onto his cock. He then dribbled some more onto the crack of Isabel's arse.

She panicked and stood up. "What are you doing?"

"Making sure you don't get sore." They pushed her back down onto the dresser. Dan stood behind her and worked some of the lube into her arse. He pushed a finger right in.

"Oh, my god, guys, not in my arse. I've never done it like that."

"There's a first time for everything and anyway, we thought you said your pussy was sore." He now had two fingers in her arse.

"Oh, my god, you're going to fuck my arse, aren't you?"

"Yep, me first then Mike. The trick is to relax. If you do, then it doesn't hurt and you'll like it, but if you tense up, it hurts like hell." He now had three fingers in her.

"Oh my god!"

Dan handed the bottle to Mike, removed his fingers from her arse and pushed his cock up against her hole. With a small thrust, the head disappeared.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

"Relax."

He waited for her to get used to the feeling then pushed himself a bit further in. She was grimacing, but it wasn't too bad. He pushed again.

He waited again then decided he was in far enough to start fucking her. He pulled back a bit and then started thrusting, gently at first, but as she gradually got used to it he thrust harder and deeper.

Mike was watching from the side as he stroked his cock and waited for his turn. He poured some lube onto his cock so as to be ready when the time came. "You OK, Isabel?"

"Yes, it's not too bad - quite nice in fact."

Dan thrust harder. Soon she was writhing about just like when they fucked her cunt.

"Oh, my god, I don't believe it. I think I'm going to come," she cried.

Mike was now going flat out. He started grunting. Seconds later, he emptied his balls into her arse. The feeling of his cum hitting her insides triggered her orgasm too. "Aaaargh, god, yes; fuck my arse, aaaaarggggghhhh." Afterwards, she flopped down onto the dresser. Dan pulled his cock out and jumped aside. Before she realised what was happening, Mike stepped up and shoved his cock into her. Fortunately she was well lubricated both by the stuff from the bottle and by Dan's cum. But she still gasped at the intrusion - Mike's cock was definitely thicker than Dan's.

Without waiting for her to get used to him, Mike started thrusting and soon she was once again writhing about in ecstasy. It didn't take him long before he deposited a second load of cum into her arse. He pulled out and two loads dribbled down her leg.

"So, how was it?" Mike enquired.

"Well, it hurt at first, but once I relaxed and got used to it I really enjoyed it. I'm surprised; I didn't think I would."

"Time for a shower, then breakfast. After that we'll fuck you again."

"What? You've got to be kidding! I've now got a sore pussy and a sore arse!"

"OK, we'll give you a bit of a rest first."

The shower was too small for two people, let alone three, so they had to take it in turns. Although he was the host, Dan went first, so that he could prepare breakfast while the others were showering. Isabel went next, then Mike.

Dan was in the kitchen, when he heard a familiar noise. He looked into the bathroom to see Isabel bent over the washbasin with Mike slamming away at her from behind. "Hey, not fair! I'm dressed now and you're doing her again! Anyway, Isabel, I thought you were too sore."

"I am. He didn't ask. He just walked up behind me whilst I was bending over the sink to brush my teeth and shoved it straight in. I guess I'll have to make it up to you some time."

"I'll hold you to that." He laughed and left them to finish their fuck and get dressed.

Later, he heard a voice from the bedroom: "OK guys, what have you done with my panties? I can't find them anywhere."

Dan chuckled and stuck his head round the bedroom door. "We reckoned you wouldn't need them. It'll be quicker, should either of us get a sudden urge."

"But with a short skirt and no panties, I'll get a cold pussy!"

Mike was in hysterics.

"We've got a solution to that problem, haven't we Mike?"

"Yep, two solutions, in fact."

Isabel laughed. "OK, guys, keep the bloody panties then."

* * * * *

After breakfast, Dan suggested they return to the bedroom. She had after all, promised to make it up to him. "Absolutely not!" cried Isabel. "If you don't give me a bit of time to recover, my pussy is going to be so sore, neither of you will be getting any for a whole month."

"What about your arse?"

"That's sore too. Feels like it's had a telegraph pole shoved up it." They laughed.

"You could always give us both a blow job?"

"Give me a break, guys!"

"OK, so how about we watch that DVD that we had planned to watch last night, before I discovered you were also fucking my best friend?"

"That's the best suggestion I've heard today. I'll let you both fuck me again later - probably - if my pussy recovers in time."

All three squeezed onto one sofa with Isabel in the middle and Dan pressed the remote to start the DVD.

"Hey guys, get your hands off my tits - just watch the movie, for Christ's sake." The two men laughed.

The movie turned out to be quite good and soon they were all absorbed in the plot, but immediately the credits started rolling up at the end, two pairs of hands went for Isabel. Mike soon had a hand down her top and Dan had a hand up her skirt. She pushed them both off. "Not yet! I'm not ready yet."

"Well, in that case, anybody fancy any lunch?" asked Dan. "If so, we'll have to nip down to the shops and get something." They were both hungry, so they both agreed.

Dan looked out of the window. It was sunny. "We could actually walk. I could do with a bit of fresh air."

"How far is it?" asked Isabel.

"There's a parade of shops near that Italian restaurant that I took you to. If we take the shortcut through the park, it's less than ten minutes away."

"OK," said Isabel, "A walk would do us good, but I need my panties back, if we're going out anywhere."

The men grinned. "No way, Isabel, you're just fine as you are."

"But what if the wind blows my skirt up?"

"Then you might have more than just us two wanting to fuck you."

"Oh, you're bloody impossible - come on; let's go before I change my mind."

Dan grabbed his wallet and the three set out towards the shops. At the end of the next road, he led them through a gate and into a large park. They walked past a children's play area and into a lightly wooded section, where there were a few huts for storing equipment.

"See that hut over there?" Dan said to Isabel.

"Yes."

"Well, I'm desperate, so I'm going to take you behind it and fuck you."

"What! You kidding? What if somebody comes by?"

"Mike will stand guard, won't you Mike?"

"Yea, sure - I had an extra turn in the bathroom, so it's only fair that you have a go too and she did promise you."

"But it's a public place! I'm not that sort of girl! I've never done anything like that before."

"Always a first time." He grabbed her arm and led her behind the hut.

"Oh, my god!"

Once they were out of sight of anyone who happened to walk past on the footpath, Dan unzipped his trousers and fished out his cock. "Suck it."

He pushed her down to her knees. "Oh, my god!" She opened her mouth and took him inside. Soon, he was as hard as a rock. He pulled her upright again and told her to face the hut and to lean onto it with her hands. Stepping behind her, he lifted the hem of her skirt to expose her bare arse, fingered her cunt for a few seconds then shoved his cock straight in.

"Oh, yes, I love it. Fuck me, Dan, fuck me hard."

Mike was standing guard the other side of the hut. "Hey you two, keep your voices down; there are people coming. Also, take it easy; you're making the whole hut shake."

"Oh, my god!"

Dan was now thrusting hard and Isabel was groaning quietly. They could hear footsteps and people talking. Isabel was struggling to keep quiet as Dan performed his magic behind her.

"Are you alright?" asked one of the walkers as they passed Mike, who was leaning against the hut, trying to dampen the vibrations.

"Er, yes, thanks, just waiting for one of my friends, who went behind the hut for a pee."

"Oh, OK, sorry to intrude."

"No problem; have a nice day."

Isabel gasped as Dan's cum spurted into her. She had to struggle hard to keep quiet as she came, but was surprised at the strength of her orgasm. The walkers disappeared down the path.

"Have you got a tissue?" Isabel enquired. "I've now got cum dripping down my legs and I can't go to the shops in this mess."

"No, sorry ... but Mike might have one."

As Dan did his trousers up, she walked round to the other side of the hut. Mike was standing there holding a tissue for her with a big grin on his face. "My turn on the way back."

"You had your turn in the bathroom." She walked back behind the hut to use the tissue and after doing so, she and Dan rejoined Mike. Both were giggling at the thought of fucking behind the hut while people walked by.

"Sounds like you two had fun."

"Yes, I had a really strong cum," said Isabel, "it took me completely by surprise and I had a hell of a job keeping quiet as those folks walked past." The two men laughed.

They continued on to the shops, where they bought various things for lunch and some pasta for dinner. They then retraced their steps back towards Dan's flat. As they passed the huts, Isabel looked at the two men. "Don't even think about it. The answer's no." They both cracked up.




The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 02



"I wasn't thinking anything, were you Dan?"

"Who me? Like what?"

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By the time they got back to Dan's flat, they were all ravenous. They devoured the food that they had bought and Isabel made a pot of coffee, which they took into the lounge. They sat there for some time, just relaxing and chatting about the way things had worked out.

"Have you two really known each other since school?"

"Yea, I used to pass my ex-girlfriends on to him when I finished with them."

"Actually, I seem to recall it was the other way round."

She laughed. "Have you ever shared one like this before?"

"Er ..." He decided to change the subject slightly. "I did fuck one of his girlfriends one evening when he drunk so much that he passed out."

"What? Which one was that?"

"Monika - remember her?"

"Oh, her - she used to fuck everybody, women included."

They sat there in silence for a couple of minutes, drinking their coffee, all three lost in their own private thoughts.

"So, how are you doing, Isabel?"

"I'm doing fine thank you. Might even let you two take me back into the bedroom soon."

"Ready when you are."

"Me, too."

Isabel finished her coffee and carried the empty cup back into the kitchen. After a few minutes, the men noticed that she hadn't returned.

"Isabel, where are you?"

"In the bedroom, lying on the bed with my legs apart."

Two men rushing isn't normally described as a stampede, but that was a pretty accurate description.

She was lying naked on the bed. "Who's going to have me first this time?" The men ripped their own clothes off and were ready in seconds.

"I've had an idea," said Dan. "Mike, you lie on the bed and Isabel, you straddle him, cowgirl style."

Mike got on the bed and lay on his back. Isabel swung her leg over him and sat across his thighs. He reached up and began playing with her tits while she stroked his cock. After a bit, Mike lowered one hand to her cunt and fingered her.

"Oh, I love it; I just love it," she exclaimed.

When she was ready, Mike pulled her forward, lifted her slightly and lowered her onto his cock. She started bouncing up and down, but Mike pulled her down onto his chest and started pounding into her from underneath. Dan watched them fucking for a couple of minutes, then reached for the bottle of lube. He smeared some over his cock then walked to the end of the bed and straddled his friend's legs. Opening the bottle again, he poured some of the liquid onto the crack of Isabel's arse. She looked round, somewhat alarmed.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Getting ready to fuck your arse, while Mike fucks your pussy."

"What? You can't be serious! There isn't room for two of you in there!"

"You'll be fine - lots of girls do it."

"Well, I've never heard of any."

"Trust me, you'll love it." He now had two fingers in her arse. Mike had stopped moving to allow his friend to prepare her.

"I've never done anything like that before!"

"Well, this it turning into a weekend of firsts for you." He worked a third finger into her.

"Oh, my god, I'm not that sort of girl!"

Dan pushed his cock up against her arse and eased it in.

"Oh, my god, I feel so full!"

He pushed a bit further in and waited for her to get used to his girth. One final push and he was in far enough. He started gently rocking back and forth, gradually working his cock further in with each thrust. Mike resumed fucking her cunt.

"God, that feels incredible!"

The two men increased the speeds and lengths of their thrusts until they were both giving her all they had. Eventually, they managed to get the action just right, with one pulling back, while the other pushed in.

"Oh, my god, I've never felt anything like this before; you're tearing me apart. It's incredible. Keep going; don't stop. You're going to make me come."

When she came, it was like an express train. She shook violently all over and cried out at the top of her voice, causing Dan to worry about the neighbours. Dan came next, flooding her arse with a fresh load of cum and finally Mike filled her cunt with a new load too. The three of them collapsed onto the bed.

"Oh, my god!"

"Can't you think of something else to say?" asked Dan.

"Oh, my god! That was amazing! ... And before you ask, you're not switching places for a repeat performance."

"That's a good idea," said Mike. "I fancy another go in your arse."

"No way! You're thicker than Dan so it just wouldn't work and in any case, I can't take any more this weekend. I'm completely fucked out."

"OK, we'll save that for next weekend."

After cleaning themselves up in the bathroom, all three lay on the bed resting and they were asleep within minutes. Dan woke first and he needed to pee. He looked at his alarm clock - 6:50 p.m. Where had the afternoon gone? They must have been asleep for a couple of hours. He went to the bathroom, had a pee and while he was there, thought he might as well take a shower too. He returned to the bedroom feeling refreshed and hungry. He dressed quietly and went to the kitchen to prepare some dinner.

A bit later, Mike stuck his head round the door. "OK if I take a quick shower?"

"Help yourself. What's Isabel doing?"

"Still asleep."

A few minutes later, she woke too and took her turn in the shower after Mike.

"Dinner's ready."

The three of them sat down to eat the pasta that Dan had prepared. "Wine anyone?" They both shook their heads.

After dinner, Isabel announced that she ought to be getting home. She had some household chores to sort out before she went to bed.

"We were just about to take you back into the bedroom, weren't we Dan?"

"Yep, we're both desperate again!"

"For Christ's sake, guys! Don't you ever think about anything else? I've lost count how many times you've both had me this weekend. All I know is I'm completely fucked out."

"Well how about giving us both a quick blow job before you go?"

"What? Do you really need one?"

"No, two actually - that's one each." The two men grinned at her.

She sighed. "Oh, alright then."

She knelt down in front of them, fished their cocks out of their trousers and started sucking, switching back and forth between them. Before long, Dan started panting. "I'm coming - don't switch back to Mike - aaarrrgh, yes." He pumped what little cum he could muster into her mouth and collapsed back onto a chair.

She turned to Mike. It wasn't long before he too emptied his balls into her mouth. "Isabel, that was fantastic, you're a great cocksucker too." She stood up and disappeared into the bathroom to sort herself out.

"Right," she said on her return. "Give me back my panties then I'm going to escape from here before you invent some other way to misuse my body." The men laughed. Dan went to the bedroom, retrieved her panties from his wardrobe and handed them to her. She put them on, being careful which way she bent over to do so. She didn't want to give them any more ideas.

"Same time next week at my place," said Mike.

"Yep, but I'm not waiting that long," replied Dan.

"OK, guys, how about you both fuck me separately during the week and then both together next weekend?" The two men agreed. Isabel retrieved her handbag from the lounge. "Right, I'm off. Call me when you need me! But not tomorrow - I'm recuperating till at least Tuesday." She walked out of the flat, closing the door behind her.

The two men looked at each other, grinned and gave each other high fives.

"Isabel's turning into just the sort of girl I like!"

"Yea - perfect!"

"Maybe we should invite Steve and Tim over to join in too sometime."

"Last I heard they were both busy fucking Wendy at every opportunity."

"Wendy?"

"Yea, you know, that little redhead we spent last winter shagging."

"Oh, yea, Wendy - she was good - I wouldn't mind another go between her legs."

"Tell you what, we'll give Isabel a couple of weeks to get used to fucking us both together, then I'll arrange for all six of us to meet up. Maybe the four guys will get to fuck both girls."

"I'll go for that - in the meantime, how about a beer?"

"You bet - bring the whole fucking crate in!"

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Postscript

I hope you enjoyed this story. They take a long time to write, so if you want another chapter, some positive comments and some good high votes might encourage me to write it. You can probably already guess how it will start, but I've got a surprise middle and a 'happy' ending in mind. Negative comments are also welcome as long as they're constructive, but strings of insults, which some authors receive, merely make the person who posts the comment look stupid.



The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 03



Prelude

It's not necessary to read chapters 1 and 2 before this one, but you'll probably appreciate the story more if you do.

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Isabel parked her car near Mike's flat and walked the short distance to his front door. She was looking forward to another night of rampant sex with him and Dan, just like she'd enjoyed every weekend for several weeks now. She knocked on the door. Much to her surprise, it was opened by a petit redhead.

"Oh, erm, is Mike in?"

"Er, yes."

The redhead stood aside to let her in, just as Mike appeared from the kitchen.

"Ah, Isabel, you're here. Come on in. Isabel, this is Wendy - Wendy meet Isabel."

The two girls eyed each other suspiciously as they shook hands.

"Come on through to the kitchen and meet the others."

Others? What others? She hadn't been expecting anyone else apart from Dan and her hopes for a good fucking were fading rapidly.

Mike led her into the kitchen. "Isabel, I'd like you to meet ..."

"Steve! And Tim! What the hell are you two doing here?"

"You guys know each other already?"

Everyone turned towards Isabel. "Er, yes. When I was on that dating site, where I met you and Dan, I also had a couple of dates with Steve and Tim too - just drinks in the pub - it never went anywhere."

"Hopefully, we'll fix that problem tonight," muttered Steve under his breath. Dan, who was the only one who heard him, gave him a kick.

"Well, this is a small world," exclaimed Mike. "The four of us were at school together. Anyway, can I get you a drink - your usual?"

"Yes, please."

Mike poured a glass of white wine for Isabel and topped up Wendy's glass. "Help yourself to more beer guys."

The six of them stood in the kitchen, exchanging small talk and laughing about Isabel already knowing Steve and Tim.

"Come on, the second half's already started," Tim cried out. He and Dan grabbed their beers and rushed out of the kitchen, followed a few seconds later by Steve, who dragged Wendy along after him.

"Second half of what?" enquired Isabel.

"Oh, football. There's some match or other on TV - doesn't really interest me but those four are football-crazy - even Wendy."

Isabel nodded.

"Hey, I've got those pics here that I mentioned last week." He reached for a shoebox, opened it and pulled out a pile of photos.

Isabel thumbed through them with Mike looking over her shoulder.

"That's Dan and me, 'bout five years ago."

Isabel laughed. "Like the hairstyles! Who's the girl?"

"Oh, she was one of Dan's girlfriends - quite good in bed - but not as good as you."

Isabel laughed again. "So you fucked each other's girlfriends even then!"

"Yea. Could do with a good fuck now too." Mike's hand crept up and squeezed her tit. She hadn't put a bra on, since it would normally have only been ripped off within seconds of her arrival. "Uhm - nice. Come on. Let's go to the bedroom for a quickie."

"What? We can't do that - not with all these people here!"

"No need to worry about them - they're glued to the TV for at least another forty minutes - probably longer since from what I gather it's likely to go into extra time. I'll be quick and quiet. We'll leave the light off too."

She wasn't convinced, but Mike's hand on her tit was having the desired effect. The truth was that she had been looking forward to a good fucking and needed it as much as he did. He took the photos out of her hand, put them back in the box and led her quietly across the hall into his bedroom, shutting the door behind them. Once there, they both undressed in the dark and climbed onto the bed in silence.

Mike spent a few minutes squeezing and sucking her tits before opening her legs so that he could finger her. When she started moaning, he climbed on top and eased his cock slowly into her.

Isabel sighed. "Oh, Mike, that's lovely. Give it to me hard and deep and make me come. I've been waiting all day for this."

He started pumping, slowly at first, before gradually increasing the pace.

Isabel jerked her head round to the left when she heard the giggle. Oh, my god! There's someone else in the room! Her eyes were gradually becoming accustomed to the dark and she could just about make out another couple. The man was sitting on a chair in the corner of the room and the girl was bouncing up and down on his lap while he mauled her tits. Oh, my god!

Isabel tapped Mike on the shoulder. "Mike, Mike - there are other people in the room!" But Mike was busy and wasn't listening. She prodded him frantically. "Mike, there's another couple in the room! Get off me."

"Happens sometimes, don't worry about it."

"What? Oh, my god!" She prodded him again, but there was no way he was stopping now. Resigned to her fate, she lay back on the pillow and watched the other couple. Must be Wendy and Steve. They must have gone straight to the bedroom instead of following Dan and Tim to the lounge. All thoughts of any sort of orgasm for her had now completely evaporated.

But not for Mike. A few minutes later, he grunted and increased his pace. "Yes, oh Christ, yes." Cum spewed out of his cock into Isabel. "Arrrrghhhh, yes, aaaarrrrrghhh." When he'd finished, he rolled off her and lay on the bed beside her.

The other couple were close too. "Give it to me, Steve - pump that cum right up my cunt." Steve let go of Wendy's tits and grabbed hold of her waist to help pump her up and down.

"Arrrrrgh, Wendy, I'm coming. Aaaaarrrrrggghhh, yes." Steve emptied his balls and slumped back in the chair. "Christ, Wendy, you're a good fuck."

Everything was now quiet. Isabel looked in Mike's direction to see what he was doing, but couldn't really see anything; it was too dark on their side of room. She looked over at Steve and Wendy who were giggling about something or other. Eventually, Wendy slid off Steve's lap.

"Has anyone got a tissue - I don't want to get cum all over Mike's carpet."

"I'll get some," Mike replied. He jumped off the bed, walked round to Isabel's side and grabbed a box of tissues from the bedside cabinet. "Here y'are."

Isabel watched Mike, Wendy and Steve as they stood there laughing and wiping away cum from between their legs. This is surreal, she thought. She lay back on the pillow and closed her eyes. A few months ago, I was strictly a one-man girl and would never have dreamt of being involved in anything like this and now ... Well, what would my Mum and Dad have thought!

She felt the bed move as Mike climbed back beside her. Opening her eyes again, she looked over to Steve and Wendy. Despite the near darkness, she could see that Wendy was back on Steve's lap, playing with his cock and he was mauling her tits. It didn't take long before he was hard again. Wendy shuffled forward and lowered herself down onto him. They were at it again.

Isabel's initial embarrassment had now faded and she found the scene strangely fascinating. She'd never seen another couple fucking before and although she couldn't see an awful lot, much to her surprise, she realised she was becoming excited by the experience. She reached out towards Mike and felt for his cock. He was stoking it slowly and it was hard again. She pulled him towards her; she still needed that orgasm that had eluded her earlier. He rolled on top and pushed his cock in.

"Ah, Isabel, I've wanted to fuck you every since I first set eyes on you."

"What?" Oh, my god! It was Steve, not Mike. The men must have switched places when they were sorting out the tissues. "Oh, my god! Steve, get off me!"

But there was no way Steve was going to do that until he'd emptied his balls. For the second time that evening, she lay back on the pillow, resigned to her fate. Oh, my god!

Steve was now pumping away on top of her, while she just lay there with her legs apart and her mind working overtime. He slowed down and brought his hand up to feel her tits.

"I need to see your tits." He reached up, stretched over her shoulder and felt for the bedside lamp. There was a click and the room was bathed in light.

At the other side of the room, Mike and Wendy groaned in unison. "Did you have to do that?"

"Wow, Isabel - you've got great tits - nice and large!" Steve resumed his pumping, with one hand mauling her tits.

Isabel looked over to Mike and Wendy, now clearly visible with the light on. She could see Mike's cock disappearing and reappearing as Wendy bounced away on it. Mike was now sucking her tits.

"Mike, I'm close; keep going. Suck my tits and make me come."

Isabel wanted to come too, but somehow Steve's action wasn't doing an awful lot for her. Maybe it was the situation, she thought, although watching the other couple was highly erotic. She closed her eyes again.

Steve stopped mauling her tits and hooked both hands under her body. "Isabel, I'm coming. Oh, Christ, yes." He increased his pace and cried out again as he reached his peak. "Oh, Christ. Aaaarggggh, yes, oh, Christ." For the second time that night, Isabel received a load of sticky white cum and for the second time that night, it did nothing for her. She lay there frustrated, with her eyes still closed as Steve slid down off the bed. But within seconds, much to her surprise, he was back, pushing his cock into her again. She opened her eyes just as the end of Dan's extra long cock hit her cervix.

"Dan! Oh, my god! It's you!"

"The game's finished, so I thought I'd join the fun." He started thrusting, making sure to ram his cock right in each time, just as she liked it. Steve, having had his turn, left the room in search of a beer.

"Oh, Dan, I need to come. Make me come please."

He laughed. "You need a real man."

"I do! Fuck me hard and fast - make me come."

Dan had fucked her many times before and knew just what she liked. He knew how to adjust his pace, how to hold her and when to squeeze her tits. He was determined to give her a really strong orgasm.

At the other side of the room, Wendy cried out as she climaxed. "Fuck, yes, Mike, aaarrrrghhhhh, yes, Mike, oh, fuck. Give me your cum, give it to me!" Mike was holding her hips and was pumping away. He too was there and he started grunting as his cum joined Steve's in her cunt.

Isabel watched them as they both came. It was the most erotic thing she'd ever seen and she felt that familiar burning feeling starting deep inside her. After two false starts, this was going to be the big one, she just knew it.

"Dan, fuck me hard - I'm nearly there already; fuck me." She closed her eyes tightly and grabbed hold of the rungs on the bed head for support.

Dan propped himself up on his elbows and continued his thrusting. Suddenly, Isabel felt a mouth on her right tit and then another one on her left. She opened her eyes and looked down. Mike and Wendy! Oh, my god! A woman was sucking one of her tits! She'd never done anything like that before, but it felt good. She closed her eyes again. She was very close. With Dan pumping away and both her tits being sucked, it wasn't going to take long.

Dan was now thrusting more slowly, but grinding his cock against her cervix with each thrust. He was sort of twisting his body as if to make sure that every part of her cunt was properly serviced. She started to shake as the fireworks inside her went off. 

"Oh yes, oh, my god, yes, aaaarrrrrgghhhhhh."

Dan recognised the signs. He'd seen her in this state only a couple of times before. It was no ordinary orgasm; she was in another world. He pumped away as hard as he could. Isabel's eyes were screwed shut and the knuckles of her fingers were clamped round the bed head so tightly that they were white. She was gasping and stuttering, trying to say something, but she was totally incomprehensible.

Dan couldn't hold out any longer and came. "Arrrrgghhhh, Isabel, aarrrgh, yes!" He pumped her full of cum, but when he'd finished, he kept thrusting since she was still on cloud nine. He needed to keep going until she was satisfied.

He felt a tap on his shoulder and looked round to see Tim standing there, his cock ready. Dan slipped out and was quickly replaced by Tim. Isabel was so far gone, she didn't even notice the switch.

A few minutes later, the door opened and Steve appeared with a beer in his hand. "That's a good idea," said Dan and he disappeared towards the kitchen in search of a beer, followed by Wendy and Mike, who had by then stopped sucking Isabel's tits. Steve went with them, leaving Tim alone with Isabel.

Isabel was still gasping and groaning as Tim pumped away between her legs, but she was now aware that something was different. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see it was Tim who was now fucking her. She closed her eyes again. Tim's cock was stretching her cunt like Mike's usually did and was ramming into the end of her cunt like Dan's usually did. And unlike Steve, he seemed to know what he was doing too.

"Aaaarrrghhh, yes, oh, Christ. Fill me with your cum."

Tim had been holding back for her sake and didn't need any further encouragement. He unleashed a torrent of cum that was forced out of her cunt each time his cock thrust back in. The insides of Isabel's thighs were now soaked with the cum from all four men. Eventually, she calmed down and Tim slowed his thrusting gradually until he came to a complete stop. He lay on top of her, stroking her hair.

"You're fabulous - the girl of my dreams. I hope you didn't mind me taking over from Dan. I just love your perfume too. You're simply irresistible." He lay on lop of her, supporting his weight on his elbows and looking lovingly into her eyes. As he did so, he continued to stroke her hair and neck.

Isabel lay there thinking about the situation. She looked at him. He seemed really sweet. She wasn't used to men continuing to caress her after they'd come.

Tim continued: "You know something - I was gutted when you cancelled that third date and making love to you tonight has been really special for me. Something I never believed I'd ever do, even in my wildest dreams."

She could tell by the look on his face that he meant what he had said. She thought of Steve who had just wanted to get himself off in her cunt as quickly as possible. That would be Steve's one and only time, she decided, but Tim - well he could come back any time.

Tim pulled out and rolled off her to her side: "Well, say something!"

Isabel turned onto her side to face him. "Erm, well, it was pure chance, the way things worked out that led me to cancel our third date." She explained what had happened and he laughed. 

"Those two randy sods know every trick in the book to get girls into bed."

"And you don't?"

"Erm, not really. I'm not very successful, not with my problem."

"What problem's that?"

"Didn't you notice? When most girls see the size of the thing, they freak out and refuse to let me fuck them."

Isabel looked down. "Oh, my god! Have I just had that monster up me?" It was rock hard again and as long as Dan's and as thick as Mike's.

"See what I mean?"

"Yes, but it seemed fine to me. What about Wendy?"

"Well, she does let me fuck her occasionally, but only after Steve has loosened her up."

Isabel laughed. "I think I've been well and truly loosened up this evening, so I'm ready again when you are."

"Yea? Fantastic! How about from behind?"

"Sounds good."

Isabel turned over and knelt on the bed with her legs apart. Tim shuffled round behind her and aimed his cock at her hole. He pushed himself slowly in.

"Yes! Fuck me - slowly to start with and then give it to me hard and fast." She'd found the cock of her dreams - it was as fat as Mike's and as long as Dan's and what's more, the owner knew what to do with it.

Tim started thrusting.

"Deeper!"

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Just do it - as deep as it will go."

He was now holding her hips and thrusting slowly but deeply.

"Oh, yes, Tim, that feels incredible." Tim thought so too.

After a bit, he pushed her down onto her stomach. He looked down - his cock was buried deep between her legs. He pressed her legs together with his knees and resumed thrusting. The position was really tight.

"Oh, Christ, Tim, I love it. Fuck me deep and hard."

Tim was now thrusting flat out and after a few minutes, Isabel was getting close again.

"Make me come; Tim, make me come."

Tim groaned. His cock was buried in the girl of his dreams and she wanted him to make her come. He was close himself, but he needed to hold out until she was there too. He slowed down slightly.

"Christ, don't stop. Arrrggghhhh, yes, oh god! Aaaaarggggh, yes." Isabel had reached her peak and Tim could now let go too.

"Isabel, I'm coming. Oh, Christ, yes, aaaarrrrghhhh, yes." Once again he pumped her full of cum. He kept thrusting slowly as she came down from her orgasm and afterwards the two of them just lay there panting.

"You'll have to get off me, I'm afraid. You're making my back hurt."

"Oh, I'm sorry." He pulled out and slid off to her side.

"You're something else, Isabel. That was fabulous."

"We need to try it when I've not been loosened up by other men first. See if it still fits, though I'm sure it will."

"Just say where and when and I'll be there!"

Isabel laughed and they lay there chatting for a few minutes before deciding to see what the others were doing. They got up and walked across the hall to the kitchen.

Wendy was leaning over the counter with Dan rutting into her from behind. Mike was in front of her sitting on the counter having his cock serviced orally. Meanwhile, Steve was stroking his cock, waiting for his turn.

Steve looked at Isabel and Tim. "You've taken your time. Are you joining in?"

"I'm done for tonight. I came expecting to be fucked by two men but I've ended up having four. Never done that before."

"But the night's young and I could do with another fuck," said Steve.

"I'm sure Wendy will oblige." If any of them were going to fuck her again that night, it certainly wouldn't be Steve, she thought. She sat down on a vacant chair and picked up her half-finished glass of wine. Steve just stood there looking upset and lost, gently stroking his hard cock. Dan noticed and slipped out of Wendy.

"Here, Steve, have a turn in your girlfriend." He stepped aside and Steve took his place.

"I'm going to go and get dressed," said Tim. "I've got an early start tomorrow - been invited over to my brother's for Sunday lunch." He turned and disappeared back to Mike's bedroom. Once he was dressed, he returned to the kitchen.

"Oh, Christ, Wendy, I'm coming. Arrrggghhh, yes. Aaaarggggh," Steve slumped down on Wendy's back before pulling out. Dan immediately shoved his cock back into the hole vacated by Steve.

"Okay, guys, I'm off now." Tim walked over to Isabel, gave her a peck on the cheek and waved to the other three.

The three men said "Bye," but Wendy had her mouth full and couldn't say anything. Isabel started to say something, but changed her mind and just muttered: "See you again, hopefully."

After Tim had left, Isabel continued sitting there, half-watching the other three, but she was lost in her thoughts - Tim had gone, would she ever see him again? He seemed to be a really nice caring guy.

Eventually, the three men had no more cum left for Wendy, so they decided to call it a night. After Steve and Wendy had gone home, Isabel curled up in Mike's bed with her two boyfriends beside her. They were soon all fast asleep.

The next day, Dan and Mike took turns with her for most of the day, as usual. When she went home that evening, she had been well and truly fucked and was looking forward to a good night's sleep.

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The following weekend, Isabel was feeling especially fruity. She hadn't seen Mike since Tuesday and Dan had been the last one to fuck her on Thursday. They'd asked her to wear her short red dress - the one they both liked her to wear when they fucked her in a public place. She arrived at Dan's flat and knocked on the door.




The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 03



"Isabel, come on in!" Dan closed the door behind her. "We're going to a party tonight."

"A party - whose party?"

"Doug's - you haven't met Doug yet. He's another one of our friends from school."

"I wish you'd told me about it before - I'm not wearing a bra, thinking you'd just take it straight off as soon as I got here and I can't go to a party without one."

"Course you can - in fact it's the tradition: girls are not allowed to these parties wearing bras."

"Yea, right!"

"Honestly, would we lie to you?"

"Yea, definitely, if it concerns anything to do with getting your cocks into me."

"You'll be fine and I swear, none of the girls will be wearing bras."

"Who else is going?"

"It's just a small party; I think there's about fifteen. The only ones you know are Steve and Wendy and presumably Tim."

Isabel felt a jolt of electricity run through her veins at the mention of Tim's name. She now decided she definitely wanted to go.

"There's something I need to do before we leave," said Dan.

"Let me guess: don't suppose it involves me spreading my legs does it?"

"Yea, how did you know?" asked Dan with a look of surprise on his face.

"Twice," added Mike.

Dan knelt down in front of her and reaching up under her dress, pulled her panties off and stuffed them in his pocket. Meanwhile, Mike walked up behind her, unzipped her dress and slipped his hands round onto her bare tits.

"Lean back onto Mike," said Dan as he undid his trousers. He lifted her dress, fingered her for a few seconds then pushed his cock in. She raised her legs round his waist and as Mike supported her from behind, Dan started thrusting. He made no attempt to satisfy her - it was just a cum-dump. After a couple of minutes, he grunted and emptied his balls into her. 

"God, I needed that," he exclaimed as he pulled out and did his trousers up.

"Turn round, Isabel."

She turned round and Mike had his turn while Dan groped her tits. With Dan supporting her, Mike pumped away until he too came. He had made no attempt to satisfy her either - it was just another cum-dump.

When he was finished, he pulled out and zipped his trousers up. "Right, let's go."

"Hang on a sec. I need to go to the bathroom first - get rid of the sticky mess you've both left between my legs."

The two men laughed.

"And I need my panties back as well."

"Oh, we forgot to tell you - that's another tradition: girls are not allowed to wear panties to the party either."

"How come that doesn't surprise me? Just what sort of party is this?"

"Don't worry - you'll like it and you won't have to do anything you don't want."

"You two are bloody impossible." She disappeared off to the bathroom. A few minutes later, she returned, all cleaned up.

"Where is this party, anyway?" asked Isabel as they got into the car.

"Doug's parents have a large pad in the Wellingbart district. Whenever they're away, Doug always holds a party."

"Isn't the Wellingbart district where all the big-wigs live?"

"Yep, his dad made a small fortune in the oil industry and he has several houses in various countries."

Fifteen minutes later, they turned into a long drive with a vast mansion at the end.

"Christ, look at the size of it!" exclaimed Isabel.

"Mike, put your cock away, you're making her too excited."

The three of them were still laughing when Dan finished parking the car. They got out, walked to the front door and rang the bell. The door was opened by a girl with absolutely enormous tits, clearly visible through a see-through fishnet top. Just as Dan had promised, she was not wearing a bra and her nipples looked like they were in danger of ripping through the delicate material of her top.

The two men stared at her tits speechless until Isabel nudged Dan out of his coma.

"Er, hello, I'm Dan and this is Mike and Isabel. We've come to Doug's party."

"Hi Dan, I'm Tracy, Doug's new girlfriend. If you'd like to make your way down those stairs to the party room, you'll find Doug somewhere near the bar. I'm just on my way to the kitchen to fetch some more food, so I'll see you later."

"Thanks." The three of them walked towards the stairs and as soon as they were out of earshot, Dan let out a low whistle.

"Holy mackerel! Did you see the size of them? I'm surprised she doesn't topple over."

"I thought my D-cups were big," said Isabel, "but they're microscopic compared to hers. She must use a pair of buckets for a bra."

Both men laughed. "Well, I'm looking forward to having a go with her," exclaimed Mike.

"What makes you think she'll let you?" asked Isabel.

"It's one of the party traditions. All the men have to fuck the host's girlfriend. It's considered rude not to."

"What? Why would the host let all the men fuck his girlfriend?"

"Oh, we forgot to tell you about that."

"What?"

"Erm, we'll tell you later."

"What? No, come on - tell me now." She stopped walking and stood there waiting for a reply.

"Erm, well, you see, it works like this. Erm, in return for letting all the men fuck his girlfriend, the host gets to fuck all the guest's girlfriends. Fair's fair. It's the tradition."

"What? You serious? Oh, my god! So let me see if I've understood this properly. You two are going to fuck Bucket-Bra and I've got to let this Doug, who I've not even met yet, fuck me in return?"

"Erm, well, that's sort of it. We forgot to tell you - sorry about that."

"And what if I refuse?"

"Then we'll never get invited to any parties by any of our old classmates ever again."

"Jesus Christ! This Doug better be handsome."

The two men beamed from ear to ear. "Oh, he is and we knew you wouldn't mind."

"Hold on! I haven't agreed yet. You two better be on your best behaviour from now on, otherwise I'm outta here."

"Of course."

"Are there any other party traditions that you've forgotten to tell me about?"

"Erm, only one. The last girl that the host fucks has to let him do it on the lounge carpet with everyone watching."

"Oh, my god! Well, you can forget that one. There's no way I'm opening my legs for some stranger in front of a dozen other strangers with everyone cheering and offering helpful 'advice'. No way!"

"It's designed to encourage the girls to volunteer early - last one who does so has to put up with that."

"Well, I should think such encouragement probably works very well - I'm certainly not going to be last." Dan and Mike beamed from ear to ear. It had worked - she'd agreed.

"Right let's meet this Doug then." They walked the rest of the way down the stairs to the basement and turned into the party room. The two men led Isabel across the room to the bar, where Doug was pouring drinks.

"Dan and Mike, hi. Ah, this must be Isabel - well, you were right, she certainly is absolutely stunning." He took her hand, raised it to his lips and kissed it. "Welcome to my party."

He's not too bad after all, she decided, but it was Tim that she had hoped to see and he was nowhere to be seen.

"Okay, let's get this party started," Doug shouted. He turned and pressed a few buttons and music blared forth. He then returned to the job of pouring drinks for everyone, including the three newcomers.

Tracy arrived with a tray of nibbles, which she put on the bar. She walked off and found Steve: "Dance with me, Steve."

After one dance, the two of them disappeared out of the room and there was no hiding the grin on Steve's face. Isabel watched them leave.

She laughed. "Looks like Bucket-Bra has snared Steve."

Mike laughed too. "Yea, let's time them." He glanced at his watch.

Twelve minutes later, Steve was back. He walked up to Dan, who was still standing there with Isabel and Mike. "Your turn. Top floor, last door on the left."

Dan turned to Isabel: "See you later." She checked the time on her watch.

In what seemed like no time at all, Dan was back. "Over to you, Mike."

"Oh, my god, it's like a bloody production line," exclaimed Isabel as she looked at her watch again. "Best time so far is ten minutes."

"I can beat that," replied Mike as he set off towards Tracy's room.

Mike walked up the stairs and followed the directions to Bucket-Bra's room. He opened the door and slipped in. There on the bed sat Bucket-Bra, leaning against the headboard with her skirt bunched up round her waist. Her top was lying on the floor nearby and her enormous tits hung down and rested on her skirt. Her legs were wide apart and she had a tattoo on the inside of each thigh. Each tattoo depicted a stylised cock, curved like a banana, with the head modified to look a bit like an arrow. Each arrow pointed to a different opening where she wanted men to put their cocks. Cum was oozing down the crack of her arse and there was more cum on her chin and tits. Mike stopped and just stood there, taking in the scene in front of him. Jesus Christ!

Eventually, she spoke: "You in the audience or part of the action?"

"Er, oh, sorry." He ripped his clothes off and joined her on the bed. After dumping another load of cum in her, he got dressed again and headed for the door.

"Send the next one up."

"Okay."

He closed the door after him. "Jesus Christ."

When he joined Isabel and Dan again, Isabel looked at her watch. "Nine minutes." All three of them burst out laughing.

"Must go and find another man for her and send him up." Mike wandered off.

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Doug then arrived and asked Isabel to dance. It was a slow track and he held her close with what she decided were big powerful hands. At the end of the track he asked: "Have you had a look around yet? Seen the pool?"

"No."

"One grand tour coming up - come on." He led her up the stairs. Probably not the pool that he wants to show me, she thought, but Dan and Mike's earlier cum-dumps had left her frustrated and oh well, he was a fairly good looking man. After a quick tour of the house, including the pool, they ended up in his bedroom, which came as no surprise to her.

"Did Dan or Mike tell you about all our traditions?"

"Er, yes."

"Good." He reached behind her and lowered her zip. A shiver went down her back. Seconds later they were both naked in his bed. He was clearly a tit-man, which presumably explained why he was going out with Bucket-Bra. He spent ages working on Isabel's tits with both his hands and his mouth. Her cunt was now on fire. He'd better be good after getting me so worked up, she thought. Eventually, he moved down and started licking her clit. It felt fantastic, but it was cock she now needed. She allowed him to lick and suck her for a few minutes more and when she could stand the tension no longer, pulled him up.

"Put it in me."

He didn't need to be asked twice and his cock slid gently all the way in. After pausing to let her get used to the intrusion, he started thrusting. Isabel willed him to keep going - things were looking promising. He was now thrusting quite hard and she could feel the climax that she so craved starting to well up inside her.

"Don't stop. Fuck me hard."

Doug kept going. He reckoned she was near enough for him to seek the release he too wanted.

"I'm coming, keep going - yes."

He pumped away.

"Don't stop. Aaaaarggggghhh, yes, give it to me, aaaaargggghhhhh." Isabel was there and Doug wasn't far behind.

"Jesus, yes, aarrrgggghhhhhh, yes, aarrrghhhhh." The third load of cum of the evening made its way to its intended destination. He flopped down on top of her, still panting.

Once he'd recovered somewhat he pulled out and lay beside her. "You're not only stunning to look at - you're fabulous in bed too."

"And you're obviously a tit-man - I loved the way you played with mine, but they're a bit small compared to Tracy's."

"Yours are just right. Tracy's are far too large, but the men seem to like them."

Isabel was puzzled. "Why are you going out with Tracy if you think her tits are far too large?"

"Well, I've been planning this party for months. Tracy's been after me for a long time and I found myself without a girlfriend, so a couple of weeks ago, mindful of the party traditions, I asked her out, knowing that most men like girls with enormous boobs. A few days later, I told her about the party and explained the traditions. As expected, she agreed to let all the men fuck her - it's her way of trying to please me so that she can hang on to me. And of course, in return I get to fuck several stunning girls, though admittedly, none of the others are as stunning as you. I'll probably finish with her next week and look for someone more my type."

Isabel was flabbergasted. What he was effectively saying was that he'd just asked her out for his friends to fuck in exchange for being able to fuck their girlfriends. She got up and went to his en-suite bathroom to clean herself up, still reeling with what he'd learnt. Talk about men using girls.

When she returned he was dressed. She quickly threw her dress on again and they went back down to the party. There was no sign of Dan or Mike, but after she'd been standing there for a minute or two by herself, a rather attractive guy approached her.

"Ma che bella signorina! May I have the pleasure of this dance?"

"I'd love to." He took her hand and led her to the dance floor.

"So, may I be so bold as to enquire your name?"

"Isabel."

"Ah, a very beautiful name, very appropriate for someone with your looks. My name is Antonio, though my girlfriends call me Toni, but only after I've been to bed with them."

She laughed. "You wouldn't by any chance be Italian, would you?"

"Yes, well, strictly speaking only half Italian. My father came to live here many years ago and married a local girl." He had dropped the Italian accent, unable to keep it up for more than a few sentences.

After dancing with her for a couple of tracks, he put his Italian accent back on. "You know, most men would give anything to hold a woman as attractive as you this close to them."

She laughed. "Really?"

"Yes, and as for the opportunity to make love to someone so beautiful, well, that would be beyond most men's wildest dreams. I would be so honoured if you would allow me that pleasure."

It was all a bit corny, but she fancied him anyway. She was on point of giving in, but decided to tease him a bit first. 

"If I were to do so, does that mean that I would be allowed to call you Toni?"

"If I were allowed to make love to you, you could call me anything you like afterwards."

She laughed. "But how do I know whether I would enjoy it?"

"Just ask any of the girls here - I'm sure they would all vouch for my expertise."

"I don't think that will be necessary." She was laughing non-stop now. "You'd better take me upstairs then and show me what I've been missing." Talk about being laughed into bed, she thought. This one certainly knows how to butter a girl up.

He led her upstairs and found a vacant bedroom. Once inside, he unzipped her dress and removed it. He gasped when he realised she was naked underneath. She thought about the traditions that dictated that the girls shouldn't wear bras or panties to these parties - pretty obvious why, she decided - must save an enormous amount of time.

Once they were in bed together, he fingered her for less than a minute before climbing between her legs. He had obviously concluded that she was already well lubricated and judging by her sighing, was ready for him too.

He pushed his cock into her and started pumping his hips up and down. He was also playing with her tits and whispering to her about how beautiful she was. There were no signs of any Italian accent now. She laughed at his seduction techniques, but what the heck, he was an attractive man - much more so than Doug, who she'd let fuck her less than half an hour previously.

Despite his best efforts, that much sought-after orgasm eluded her and he finally pumped his cum deep into her womb. Ah well, she thought, I guess I can't expect to come every time. When he climbed off her, she looked around for an en-suite bathroom, but there wasn't one for that bedroom, so they both dressed and left the room. Isabel spotted a bathroom almost opposite and told him she needed to use it.

"I'll wait for you here."

When Isabel emerged from the bathroom, he was standing there waiting for her. However, instead of leading her downstairs, he led her back towards the bedroom. She looked surprised and turned to him for some sort of explanation.

"I've decided I want to make love to you from behind."

"Oh! Okay then."

Once back in the bedroom, they undressed again.

Isabel knelt on the edge of the bed and he fed his cock into her from behind and started pumping. He was holding her hips to help his action, but every so often, he paused and leant forward to have a feel of her tits, which were dangling underneath her.

"I just love your boobs."

"Thank you - most men seem to do so."

He pumped away and Isabel got very close to coming, but somehow, this wasn't her day, frustrating as it was. He grunted and squirted a copious amount of cum into her, before collapsing onto her back for a final tit grope.

"Wow! That was fantastic."

Isabel didn't agree, but she smiled sweetly so as not to hurt his feelings. Once more they dressed.

"So, now that I've been to bed with you, does that mean that I can call you Toni like your other girlfriends?"

"My name's Lucio. My brother's name is Toni, or rather Antonio."

Isabel was confused. "While we were dancing, I thought you said your name is Antonio?"

"I haven't danced with you yet - you're obviously confusing me with my brother - we're identical twins and we dress identically too, so it's easily done."

Isabel was certainly confused. Her mind was working overtime. "How many times have you fucked me?"

"Just the once, after you came out of the bathroom."

She started laughing. She'd fallen for the oldest trick in the book: while she was in the bathroom after fucking Antonio, Lucio had swapped places with him and she'd ended up fucking Lucio too.

"So where's Antonio?"

"Probably in Tracy at the moment. He went off to that room at the end."

Isabel just shook her head - she'd never been to a party quite like this before. She counted the men who'd had her so far that evening: Dan, Mike, Doug, Antonio and now Lucio - five of them.

They left the room again and Isabel went back to the bathroom, leaving Lucio outside. When she emerged, she asked his name.

He laughed. "Lucio."

"Okay, just checking in case you're actually triplets."

Lucio laughed again. They walked back downstairs and returned to the party. Dan was there, dancing with some new girl, but there was no sign of Mike - probably in one of the bedrooms with somebody's girlfriend. Oh, well, it doesn't matter. Then her heart skipped a beat: she'd spotted Tim. He was on his own, leaning against the bar, so she went over to him.

"Oh, hello," he said when he saw her. "I've only just arrived, but I was hoping to see you here."

"Tim, it's lovely to see you again."

"I had to go and visit my niece, which is why I'm so late. She fell off her horse and broke her leg last weekend when I was at my brother's."

"How old is she?"

"Nine."

"Is she alright?"

"Yea, she's getting there. Apparently I'm her favourite uncle and she was asking for me, so I had to go. Not that this sort of party is quite my kind of thing anyway. But I wanted to see you, so I came. I'm going back tomorrow for lunch to see her again." 

Somebody tapped Isabel on the shoulder. "Would you like to dance?"

"Er, not at the moment, thank you, I'm busy catching up with Tim." He looked disappointed but turned and walked away.

Tim and Isabel continued chatting. A few minutes later, they were interrupted again.

"Isabel, come up to one of the bedrooms with me, I want to fuck you." She turned - it was Steve.

"Not now, Steve." He too looked disappointed and walked off.




The Girl with Two Boyfriends Ch. 03



Isabel turned back to Tim: "That reminds me, have you been up to pay your respects to Doug's girlfriend yet? I gather it's rude not to do so."

Tim laughed. "'Pay my respects' - I guess that's one way of putting it, but I'm afraid she's not at all my type, so I'm going to have to be rude. She obviously can't help the size of her boobs, but she's far to coarse for me."

Isabel nodded. "Yea - 'Bucket-Bra', we call her."

Tim laughed again. "If I hadn't expected to see you here, I wouldn't have come in the first place."

They were interrupted a third time by someone wanting to dance with Isabel or fuck her. He didn't make it clear which, but she could guess.

"Er, no thank you, maybe later." She turned back to Tim.

He enquired how her week had been and she gave him a brief summary, leaving out the sex episodes with Dan and Mike. Tim, it turned out, had been to visit his niece twice during the week even though it was a forty minute drive each way. Isabel was impressed - looks like I've got a genuine nice-guy here.

"You ready for a fuck yet?"

She turned - it was Steve again. "Not tonight, Steve."

"What's the point of coming to a fuck-party if you ain't going to fuck anybody?"

"As, you can see, I'm talking to Tim and I don't want to fuck anybody just at the moment, especially you."

"Why not?"

Tim stepped forward: "You heard; the lady said 'no'."

Steve muttered something uncomplimentary about Tim's manhood and slunk off to find somebody else to fuck.

"It wouldn't be so bad if he knew how to please a girl, not that I would have agreed even then."

Tim laughed. "That's what happens at these parties, but as I said, it's not really my kind of party."

"Yea, I think I agree with you."

"So, how about getting out of here before you get any more men after your body?" enquired Tim.

"Yea, that would be a good idea, but I came with Dan and Mike, so I've not got any transport."

"Well, I can run you home in my car."

She tried not to show her delight too much.

"Erm, my car's outside Dan's place."

"No problem, I'll take you there then."

"Okay, thank you."

They made their way over to Doug, who was dancing with a girl they didn't recognise. Tim tapped him on the shoulder.

"Sorry to interrupt, but Isabel isn't feeling too well, so I've volunteered to run her home."

Doug turned to Isabel: "Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Hope you're better tomorrow."

They thanked Doug profusely for a wonderful party and since neither Dan nor Mike was around, they asked Doug to let them know that Tim was taking her home.

As they walked to Tim's car, he asked: "So, now you've been to one of these parties, what you think?"

"Erm, well, I suppose they're ideal if you want to fuck as many people as possible in as short a time as possible."

"Is that why you went?"

"Absolutely not! I only found out once we arrived how it all worked. Bedding as many men as possible has certainly never been one of my ambitions. Quality is always better than quantity."

"So Dan and Mike tricked you into going?"

"I guess you could put it like that. Same as last weekend - I never intended to fuck you or Steve, but they probably had it all planned in advance."

"Well I'm glad that they did for my sake."

"Yes, with hindsight, so am I."

They walked the rest of the way to the car in silence.

* * * * *

To be continued.