1. Dirty Girl Interrupted


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: College Sex, Author: Metilda, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    stiff against the arm of the couch, one hand clapped over his cock. “Like anal?” My voice, a deep, sultry melt, surprised me and made Rency’s eyebrows rise with interest. “Christ? For real?” His grip tightened on his cock so slightly I was sure he didn’t even know it. “God yes.” Trace groaned and clutched my ass cheeks, spreading them just a bit, tugging at the string of my panties, nearly ripping them free. “She loves to get her ass filled. Don’t you, Amy?” Chapter 5 Traces fingers sliding down between my cheeks and then dragging through my wetness so he could then chase a finger around my hole made me whimper. “Do you?” Rency asked, his voice gritty. “Yes.” I swallowed hard. “Yes. I love it. I need it.” Rency didn’t need to be told, or asked a second time. While Trace fucked my pussy and fingered my ass, Rency stood and pulled his cock free from his pants. Trace and I both held still save for a few desperate thrusts of my hips in an effort to keep the thrilling contact on my clit. Stroking his cock a little, Rency came closer to our fleshy tangle. I twisted as much as possible to set my eyes on his and, it was strange, because he didn’t seem like my roommate at all. He was just a towering, dark mess of hot sexiness. My pussy pulsed with excitement as he took place right behind me, almost touching my back with his cock. I slid my hands around Traces neck and arched my back, presenting my ass a little bit like the dirty girl I was. “Jesus. Look at that ass.” Rency studied me ...
    for a moment, enjoying the way Trace’s fingers—now two, one from each hand—slid in and out. “No wonder why you love to fuck your ass so much.” I grinded my clit against Trace again, whimpering and moaning. How long was Rency going to stand there simply commenting on everything? “Rency, come on... please.” How desperate am I! “You do need it, don’t you.” With a frustrated groan, I reached behind me, grabbing a handful of my ass so I could slip my own finger alongside Trace’s. Maybe Rency just needed a little push? A little something more. My mouth found Trace’s... and then Rency was kissing me, too. Full, deep kisses to the back of my neck and shoulders which sent shivers through me. Two men. Fuck. This wasn’t on my to-do list. My roommates at that, something I had never even entertained in the slightest of fantasies. But look what I had been missing out on all this time! Trace had the most gentle kiss, that type that made you just melt and melt and melt. With the slightest bit of tongue and the softness of his lips against mine I was so slippery wet, it was like I had been oiled up. And Rency, whose mouth on my skin was rough and needy, making me even wetter and leaving me a shivering, tense mess. Then Rency leaned into me, bracing one hand on the back of the couch, and saddled one leg on the cushion alongside mine. Then he slid a third finger into my filled hole. It wasn’t too intense, physically speaking. No more than a small toy, but three fingers moving on their own, only ...
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