I never thought I would post this one.
We went to the pub first. Four of us me, my boyfriend, his best friend, and his girlfriend. We got properly high, the kind where everything feels heavier and dirtier at the same time. At some point the idea came up.
Two rooms. No lights. The boys don’t know which room their own girl is in. They take turns going in, fucking whoever is on the bed, then switching. Keep going until one of them can’t get hard anymore. Last man standing wins.
We checked into a cheap motel with two adjoining rooms. Lights off. I lay naked on the bed, already wet from the idea. The connecting door stayed unlocked.
First one came in. I couldn’t tell who. He climbed on, pushed my legs apart, and shoved his cock straight into me. Fast, deep, no warm-up. He fucked me until I came, then pulled out and left.
A minute later the other one. Different weight, different cock. He flipped me onto my stomach, yanked my hips up, and started railing me from behind while the first load was still leaking out of me. He came hard and left me dripping.
They kept switching.
At some point one of them pushed my thighs up to my chest, buried his face between my legs, and started sucking the mixed cum and pussy juice straight out of me. Loud, wet, greedy. He didn’t stop until I was shaking and dripping down his chin. Then he climbed up and shoved his cock back in while his mouth was still shiny with it.
Later I felt someone climb over me in the dark, turn around, and lower himself so his ass was right above my face. I didn’t think. I just spread him open and started licking, tongue pushing into him while I stroked his cock with both hands, milking him. He groaned and pushed back against my mouth. I kept going — licking, sucking, working his cock until he came across my stomach. Then he turned around and fucked the mess straight back into me.
The other girl was making the same filthy wet sounds through the wall.
They didn’t slow down. One of them would come in, feel how used and soaked I already was, and just laugh under his breath before slamming in harder. Another time someone made me suck him clean after he’d been inside the other girl, then immediately pushed into my cunt while it was still tasting like her.
I lost count of how many times I came. My face was wet, my thighs sticky, the sheets under me completely ruined. Every new cock that pushed into me mixed with whatever was already dripping out.
One of them eventually couldn’t get hard again. He tried, stayed there breathing heavy, then left. The last one came in a few minutes later, fucked me slower and deeper than before, and finished with a long groan while I was still licking the taste of his ass off my lips.
Then it went quiet.
Phone light clicked on.
Both of them stood there, spent. Me and the other girl were equally wrecked cum leaking out of us, faces shiny, bodies marked up from being used in the dark for over an hour.
Neither of the boys had known for sure whose girl they were inside the whole time.
I’ve never felt more filthy or more used in my life.
And the worst part is how much I already want to do it again.