Hostel DP - complete story

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ONE
Me and Bree had been traveling across America, coast to coast, the classic trip, done backpack style. It was kind of great – no school, no work, but also kind of sucky – cheap hostels and motels, boring menus and the realization that we didn't have enough money to do the kind of things we wanted, and no idea how to get it. That and the fact that we were getting on each other's nerves, living in each other's pockets and not really liking it anymore.
We were on the trip to make a decision about the future, and I knew by the time we got back home and mulled things over we were probably going to split up and get out while the going was easy, before we started buying appliances or talking about kids.
I was cool with ending things here and not taking them to the next level. Sure, Bree was fun and I loved fucking her, but it was a college relationship that had gone on too long, doomed and near the end of the ride.
As our trip wound down on the West Coast there were at least three things I wanted to do before the end: fuck my girlfriend in the ass, cum in her face, and share her with another man.

TWO
I liked Bree a lot, she had these great tits, full lips, permanent tan and trashy, bleach blonde hair that turned me on, but there were things I wanted to do that made me feel like a freak, so I was scared of even thinking about them, no matter how much fun I had when I did.
Sexually we'd had a pretty eventful trip, one of the highlights of which was getting a blow job in the Grand Canyon while on MDMA, but I also have happy memories of fucking Bree from behind in a motel in Austin, and a party of people in the room next door cheering us on.
I'd fantasized that some of them had knocked on the door and they'd come in and joined us, the men outnumbering the women, Bree in a circle of dicks.
In Vegas we'd gone into a sex store and got a vibrating rubber cock.
Later Bree stuck the end of that dildo up my ass while blowing me, and she said I could do the same to her sometime, just not now, not today.
We were kids in our 20s – having fun, trying to make a connection.
Later in this story that same dildo goes in my girlfriend's ass while she has two cocks in her cunt, but that was a week or two away when this all came up the first time, when we were rolling in the Grand Canyon and I told her what I wanted, but afterwards, when we'd come down and straightened out, we didn't talk about it again, and I thought maybe she thought I was joking about the whole DP thing, or maybe she'd forgotten.
But I wasn't joking and she didn't forget.
Now I knew what I wanted, and I'll be frank on that point. I wanted to see Bree with a good-looking guy, so she'd be all excited, making out and playing with his cock, and then the two of them fucking, and me joining in.
It took me years to work up the courage, but there we were, high as fuck and sharing our wants and needs, and I found my voice and spoke out.
That scene went something like this:
"I, well, I, I –"
This was awful, but I was feeling really good on that ecstasy, so I knew that I could do this if I didn't think about the future.
"What is it?"
"I want to you."
"Oh, OK, well –"
"No, I didn't finish. I want you to fuck another guy, and I want to be there too."
Silence.
"You're joking?"
"No, sorry. It's a bad idea, I –"
"No, it's OK, I mean, that's my fantasy too."
"What is?"
"Being with another man in front of you. I've always wanted to do it, and now, well – it's the perfect time."
"Why?"
"Why? Because I think we're splitting up at the end of this trip – don't you? The magic's kind of gone, and I want to get on with my life. I want to go back to school. I want to be a teacher."
We hadn't talked about any of this again, but now, on almost the last stop of our trip, Bree was all up in my face about "the deal" we'd made, and how I had "promised, no demanded" that she ***** with another guy, and she really wanted it to happen.
"You want me to pick a big tough guy, don't you?"
"Just choose someone you want to fuck," I said, "I want you to enjoy it."
She kissed me.
"I just want a handsome guy, with a good body. Personality doesn't matter. Someone out of my league. Someone who just wants to fuck me."
And with a big cock, I thought, don't forget one of those.
THREE
We had three days in the hostel, and we got a good room with its own bathroom and a little balcony, so we could stretch out, have some privacy, smoke weed and relax. On the first day we'd done the sightseeing and now it was two days of chilling out, doing laundry, getting ready for San Francisco and then the flight back home, although Bree wanted to go shopping for an outfit before the final order of business.
"I want to look nice for him," she said. "Can I have some money?"
Now with me Bree dressed well, but it tended toward the practical and well made, attention to the socks and accessories, rather than hot and sexy, despite her bleach blonde hair and fake tan.
But demure and tasteful was not the look she was going for here.
No, what became clear when she came back and from the stores was that she wanted to look like the kind of girl who'd fuck two guys at once – and why not? That was the plan.
"Can you see what's missing?" She said, having put all her new things on the bed.
A blue velvet miniskirt, some black heels, black thigh-high fishnets, a black push-up bra and a tight red blouse.
Was this a trick question?
"No panties," she said.
I smiled and then remembered where we were, some ratty hostel in a shitty college town – where the fuck was she going to wear this outfit?
"Oh, and I got something for you."
She handed me a small bag from a marijuana store. Inside were a couple of THC vaporizer pens and some candies.
"And I got a guy for me."
"What?"
She held up her phone.
"Hook-up app. Said I was in the neighborhood and checked out the responses."
She showed me a photo of a good looking guy in his 20s, maybe a year or two older than me, standing by a BMW. Swipe. He was on a beach, good body. Swipe. Dick like a salami.
"Says he works here sometimes. Says he'll be here about six."
"What? It's already five."
"Then I'd better get ready. He's hot."
She pointed to the bag she'd given me.
"We should eat one of those caramels now."
Edibles?
Fuck yes.

FOUR
We ate a THC caramel each and I went to the garden, ordered a beer from the café and hit that vaporizer while Bree was in the shower.
I liked getting high, and if my girl was going to have sex in front of me then I wanted to be as high as possible, and by about an hour later, just around the time this other guy got his hands on Bree, I started tripping really hard and got my rocks off too.
But right then I just had a great buzz on and was thinking about getting in the shower and washing the day off me before a threesome, when Bree came out of the bathroom and showed me her pussy – all shaven, except for little strip up on the mound.
I don't think her pussy had looked that good since we'd left Baltimore.
"Touch it," she said, and I did, running my fingers over her clit, down to the lips and roundabout.
She was already wet, and I realized I was hard.
"We're going to do this," she said, "aren't we?"
"Yes, we are."
I got in the shower while Bree did her hair and make-up, got dressed up, and I kept jerking off, seeing things in my head, then stopping just before I'd cum, calming down and working myself up again, careful to edge off each time, wanting to blow a nice big load with Bree and...and who was this guy?
I came out the shower and she wasn't in the room.

FIVE
It was still a little early, and maybe she'd gone to get a ***** from the café.
I looked around the room, thinking about something and then forgetting it.
Something was bothering me.
Where were Bree's new clothes?
The miniskirt, the high heels, the fishnets and so on.
Then I realized my girlfriend was dressed like a costume-party hooker and high as fuck, wandering around a hostel, looking for ******* and/or a guy to fuck.
I got dressed and went out to find her.
Like I said, the hostel had a café and a small garden out the back with some tables, chairs and hammocks. ****, I'd been there just before my shower, and then Bree had gone out, and I bet that's where she was now, maybe with a vaporizer and beer too, fine-tuning her mind before the threesome.
I went out again and looked around, and it seemed like more than half the people there were good-looking young guys who my girlfriend could be hooking up with, and I thought about her with three or four of them, and wondered if she had a gangbang surprise for me.
I felt the pull of destiny.
I was high was fuck.
I as high as high as fuck.
Fuck.
I saw Bree.
She was sitting at a table, holding a beer and watching my confusion.
She was sitting with another man.

SIX
"This is Kyle, babe, says he comes here a lot."
"Nice to meet you," I said, and we shook hands, and he was bigger, stronger and more confident.
I knew then my girlfriend would fuck him.
"Thanks," he said, a big smile with big teeth, "my family owns this place. I keep an office here. Makes it easy."
He put a hand out and rested it on Bree's shoulder, pulling her closer to his body, then leant in and whispered.
"Thanks, man. I like her tits."
My face felt like it dropped and I pulled back and ****** a smile.
"You two have fun," I said, "I'll go and get some beers, OK?"
My girlfriend smiled, a hand on Kyle's thigh.
"Thanks," she said, "take your time. We'll see you back in the room."
My balls almost exploded.

SEVEN
Now I felt like an idiot, but I had my wallet with me, so I went out of the hostel and crossed the road to a convenience store, half to give myself some time to calm down and get ready, and half to give Bree and that guy enough time to get acquainted, so there wouldn't be too many awkward silences back in the room.
But to be honest it seemed like the pair of them were already down to fuck, so I don't know why I went out other than embarrassment and fear, and as soon as I was on the street I thought I should turn around, go back to our room and take control, but I didn't want to look weak and indecisive, so I kept on walking to get some beers.
I was high as fuck but I wanted to get more fucked up.
I didn't know how I'd react to seeing Bree getting nailed by another guy, but I hoped I got a clear view of her tits bouncing – 32DDs and hardly any sag. Leaving those was going to be hard, because Bree and I were going to split up soon, that much seemed clear in the store, and there was no point in being jealous or scared as this long-held fantasy became a reality.
I had nothing to lose, and everything to gain – a new way of being, a new way of looking at life.
I got the beers and went back to the hostel feeling incredibly good about everything.
There was message on our door: In Kyle's Office – Bxxx.
I went into the room and picked up a washbag with some condoms, that vibrating rubber cock, a hand towel and some lube, dropped that in the 7-Eleven bag with the beers, put a vaporizer pen in my pocket and went out.
It was time to find my girlfriend.
I walked around looking for the office and this Asian girl who worked there stopped me.
"You looking for that girl you're travelling with?"
"Yes, Bree, my girlfriend. Have you seen here?"
"Oh, yeah. She was with Kyle."
"I know," I said, holding the note. "Where's his office?"
She told me it was on the third floor, around the corner at the end of the corridor. She wanted to know how Bree and me knew him, and I was really vague on the point, not wanting anyone to know what was happening.
Another girl who worked there, from England or Australia or somewhere, came by and heard us talking.
"Do you mean the quote-unquote Bulldozer?"
"Yeah," said Suzy, "he's got this guy's girl now."
"What, right now?"
"Yes," I said, "right now."
The two girls looked at each other, laughed, then apologized and got back to work.
I walked upstairs to find Kyle's office.
Bree was about to get fucked.

EIGHT
I may have said this before, but I was really high when I knocked on the door that had PRIVATE OFFICE written on it, and for a moment I forgot what I was doing.
"Who is it?" a guy's voice said.
"Me, is Bree there?"
"Come in," my girlfriend said.
I went inside and Kyle and Bree were sitting on a bed, and it was clear from the quilt that they'd been rolling around on it too. My girlfriend was still fully dressed, minus her panties, of course, but her hair was messed up and a couple more buttons of her blouse were open, now showing off the strap between the cups of her full bra.
I looked around. It was a nice room, about the same size as ours, main room and a bathroom, but it also seemed clear this was more a fuckpad deal than an office, with the desk taken up with a speaker, bong, a small ice box, a bottle of water, some tissues and little else.
"I'm in his lair!" said Bree, laughing. "Turns out he does this a lot. Should mean he's good."
She straightened her skirt and I wondered if he'd had his hands up there and some fingers in her cunt.
"Well," Kyle said, "are we going to do this or what?"
My girlfriend clapped her hands together and smiled at me.
"This is it babe, are you ready?"
"It's OK," Kyle said to me, "I've done this before. Best thing is you just sit there and watch, get your kicks from that, and then join in when you feel comfortable. Don't worry – I'll treat the both of you with respect you deserve. Just chill out – I'm the Bulldozer."
"Isn't that cool, babe – the Bulldozer? And he'll treat us with all the respect due a cuckold and his bitch. Don't you think I chose a good man?"
She looked up at the guy, kissed him with an open mouth, then gazed into his eyes.
"I've never been with anyone who knew what he was doing. Tell me – how'd you learn to fuck?"
"It's easy," he said, "I'm good-looking and my folks are rich."

To be cont'd

NINE
Sometimes it seems it's the kisses and the groping I go back to most, because that was the real start of it, and because Bree seemed to really like it, and I couldn't remember the last time we'd kissed like that, the last time we'd even had a hug that was more about passion than comfort.
I watched as this Kyle guy was touching my girlfriend's ass, that blue velvet skirt up over her hips now, the tops of her stocking showing along with her shaved cunt. His hand was gripping one butt-cheek and digging into the crack, spreading out from her asshole to clit, like he wanted wear her as a glove. Soon his other hand reached up to feel her tits through the blouse and she ground down onto his fingers, moaning like he was already inside.
They kissed like that a long time, all tongues and hands on each other, and then they needed to catch their breath.
"Who up first?" Kyle said to Bree, who was unbuttoning her blouse, unclipping her bra, setting free those heavy tits.
Her nipples were hard and her bottom lip was shaking.
She looked so excited she could hardly speak.
"You are, silly. Maybe he doesn't get to fuck me again."
"What?" I said, while Kyle covered his mouth and stifled a laugh.
"Don't you remember, babe, the Grand Canyon? Us splitting up, you wanting to share me – go out on a bang? Now be quiet and watch."
While she was talking she'd been helping Kyle open his pants, slip down his underwear, and free his cock, which was, it seemed, the monster he had advertised.
Bree stared at me and smiled.
She was loving this.

TEN
The guy's dick was obscene, about twice as long as mine and already pointing to the ceiling, like a forearm and a fist.
"Don't worry, babe," Bree said, "I want us to split up too, you're just...you."
"And I bet his dick's not as big," Kyle said, as my girlfriend's hands explored his.
"That too," she said, and the two of them went back to kissing, but this time she was jerking him off and he was playing with her tits.
When they broke apart Bree picked up a beer, took a sip, then turned to me.
"Let me tell you about this guy," she said, and I thought she was going say something about Kyle, like how handsome he was, or how hung, but no, she meant me. She wanted to tell this guy our secrets, and she did.
I can't repeat them here, but let's just say they were humiliating and I felt awful, and at the end of her little speech Bree looked more sad than angry, albeit kind of ridiculous with that big cock in her hands and Kyle now stroking her cunt, fingertips inside and thumb on her clit.
"You're not who I thought you were, you're not what I want. It's not your fault, you're just...too much fucking you. I feel sorry for you, really, that you have to get off like this. And look at this guy! Look at his cock!"
She bent down and kissed it, like a friend.
"It's fucking huge."
Yeah, I thought, I get it, now shut up and get fucking.

ELEVEN
Bree got on her knees so Kyle's dick was level with her face.
"Can you imagine having this in your pants?" she said.
I couldn't, but I took my own out anyway and started to jerk off.
Bree waved me over to join them.
"Come here and put your cock next to his, and give me that bag."
I moved closer, handed her the bag with the condoms, dildo, hand towel and lube, and she put that on the floor, grabbed my dick and put it next to Kyle's.
"That's great," I said, trying to get some control as she pushed our cocks together and rubbed the heads over each other, "now show me how you suck it."
Bree laughed, ran her tongue over my dick and then his, trying to get them both in her mouth.
"I don't know – it's so fucking big."
"Don't worry," said Kyle, "just start at the bottom and work your way up."
Bree looked at me, blushed.
"Here goes," she said, and my heart jumped into my throat.
My girlfriend was going to suck another man's cock, and I couldn't wait to see it.

TWELVE
Bree started at the balls and worked her way up.
Now she'd never been much of a ball-sucker with me, just like she'd never taken a facial or a dick up the butt, but I guess this pair was a challenge she couldn't resist, and after a few kisses and licks she did her best to get her lips around them and started to gently suck or something. All I knew was this guy was loving it, head back, eyes shut, and a hand stroking my girlfriend's hair.
Or ex-girlfriend.
Soon to be ex-girlfriend.
When Bree had sucked the guy's balls loose, so they hung down even further than before, she turned her attention to the shaft.
She put two hands on it and the head still poked out. She wrapped her fingers around the base and couldn't touch her thumb.
"I think I'm in love," she said.
"Sorry," said Kyle, "I'm not really a one girl kind of guy."
"I bet you're not, but thanks for giving me a go."
My girlfriend looked at me, blew a kiss, then started sucking that dick.
She ran her tongue from the bottom to the top, back down again, and then up, circling the head, and then wrapping her lips around it and making wet sounds.
"Damn," Kyle said, looking at me, a little surprised, "she's good."
Bree took her mouth off his cock.
"You really think so?"
"Best this week sweetheart."
"See babe," my girlfriend said, "I think I'll be OK on my own."
She reached for the lube, opened it up and put a squirt in one hand, then rubbed it between her breasts.
"I hope you can cum a lot," she said, letting go of my dick and wrapping her tits around Kyle's, "because I really want to make a mess."
Bree was on her knees, bouncing up and down on her heels, giving this guy a titfuck, her tongue out and licking the head of his dick. She was good at this, I knew, and his cock was long enough so she could have the end poking out the top, in her mouth, her tits squeezed around the pole, and his balls hanging down, caressed by her hands, warming the jizz that she'd suck out.
It was quite a performance.
It was then I remembered, like I did every time I fucked Bree's tits and got the feels, that I'd never just let go and cum in her face, and probably never would.
I never asked for what I wanted, and when I finally did this happened – the end of our relationship and my girlfriend on her knees, making love to another man's dick.
I thought I loved her, and treated her with respect, but this guy?
"Get up and on your back." he said, patting the bed, "I want to fuck those jugs for real."

THIRTEEN
Kyle was straddling Bree's chest with his dick between her tits, and they shifted a little until things were set just right, and she wrapped those warm jugs around his pole and he got some more lube down there and began fucking them, a hand on wall to steady himself.
My girlfriend giggled as his dick hit her chin and brushed her lips, then she stuck her tongue out to get the end of it wet, and I started to feel really jealous.
They kept fucking like that a few minutes, and Bree was real good at working her tits to vary the pressure along the shaft, playing with her nipples at the same time.
"Babe," Bree said, turning to me as that cock kept fucking her tits, popping out from between them and into her face. "I'm going to need to get fucked soon, so could you hand Kyle one of those condoms?"
I reached into the washbag and gave him one.
"Thanks," my girlfriend said, "want me to suck your cock one more time?"
"Yeah," I said, and Kyle took his dick out from between my girlfriend's tits and then he was down there with his mouth up against her snatch, eating all he could while jerking off, loosening up her tight hole and keeping his rod hard.
"Come on then," Bree said to me, "I'll suck you off while I'm being eaten and fucked by this stud."
That's it, I thought as I took my pants off. We'll fuck and make up, and then put this all behind us, whatever it was, work out a new way to live, but first, yeah, why not, I'll put my dick in your mouth and keep moving it around while this guy broadens your horizons and manhandles your tits.
We were on an adventure, backpacking across the USA and ending up in Fucksville, Calipornia.
Bree propped herself up on a pillow and gestured me over while Kyle stuck his tongue up her ass and unrolled a condom down his cock.
I went over and waved my dick in my girlfriend's face.
She was having fun, now it was time to have mine.

FOURTEEN
I tried to keep my cock in my girlfriend's mouth as Kyle worked his dick in her cunt, but it was a losing proposition. She gasped at the size of the head as it slipped in, and couldn't take her eyes off the pole as it was stretching out her pussy and filling her up, inch after forearm thick inch.
I thought she'd ask him to slow down, but instead she took some of the lube from her tits and started rubbing her clit, determined to see this thing though.
My girlfriend was sucking my cock as Kyle's massive dick filled her out, and she kept her eyes on him and I kept mine on her.
Bree's face was twisted one moment, serene the next, and I think she only looked at me for the added thrill of transgression, to know that she was being this daring.
At least that's how I felt when I looked at her, and then down her body to that long dong going in and out of her snatch, attached to some grinning loon who was who the fuck knows.
This was all happening, my girlfriend was being fucked by another guy while I looked on, like a chump, but a chump who had his dick in her mouth.
"Oh, you fucking slut," I said, as Bree gargled spit, sucked my dick, and opened her legs wider for Kyle, "I'm going to cum in your face."
"That's the ticket," Kyle said, and I wondered once again who this guy was, telling me how to fuck my girlfriend, and then the whole scene collapsed to the key point. This guy was fucking my girlfriend, she was loving it, it had all been my idea and now she was going to leave me.
Bree took my dick out her mouth and spoke to Kyle.
"You want to see him cum?"
"Yeah," he said, " it's hot."
She bit my dick then squeezed it.
"Hear, that, babe? You can cum. But don't forget, I'm doing it for him."
"Do it man, cum in her mouth. Goddam bitch is cheating on you."
The bastard had a point, and he pushed Bree's thighs a little wider and got the rest of his dick in, and it really was impressive, wondering where the fuck it all went. I looked down at Bree's face and she kept my cock in her mouth, showing off for her new friend as the whole length went in, came out and then disappeared again.
The muscles in her neck were straining, and she looked rather overwhelmed with this first double dicking. But through it all she kept one hand on my thigh, the other rubbing her clit, and one time she looked at me and stroked my balls, like we were partners, and we shared a secret smile.
I was pretty sure she wanted me to cum in her face.

FIFTEEN
Now with all this fucking our bodies moved around, and while we were getting comfortable Kyle pulled his dick out of my girlfriend and rolled her from her back to her side, reached for a vaporizer and took a hit, then passed it to me, and I took a hit and passed it to Bree. When we were done she was on one side, facing me, and Kyle lined up and slid in again, one hand on my girlfriend's ass and the other on her tits.
I held Bree's head steady and jerked off in her face before Kyle bottomed out, and then eased the end of my cock back into her mouth, aiming to get deeper.
This was the way she usually sucked cock, not on her knees but her side, with me fucking her face. So I knew what I was doing here, as did she, with her mouth open and one hand on the base of my cock to keep it from going too far.
All I had to do was let Bree know when I was about to cum, so she could pull away and watch me shoot onto a towel or whatever she was resting her head on.
I looked down and there was nothing on the bed but a quilt. She was going to have to make a mess or take it in her mouth, on her face.
Then the oddest thing happened – Kyle reached forward and grabbed Bree's arm, the one with the hand that was holding my cock. I pushed forward, two, three, four times, going balls deep the last two, and then holding Bree's head firmly in place until I got the thrills, and then I fucked back and forth and let myself see the light and run for it, cumming in her mouth without a second thought.
I watched as my girlfriend's cheeks hollowed out and she sucked it down, timed just right with each shot of jizz from my dick. She didn't cough, gag, or push me away, but even reached up with her free hand and held my balls as I emptied them in her mouth and Kyle kept banging away.
It kept on like this until I finished cumming, and Bree swallowed it all down, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.
"All gone," she said, and pushed herself up, reached for a beer and took a big gulp to get herself kissing fresh again, and I felt good, and held my cock and hoped that it would stay hard the rest of the scene.
"Your ass," I said to Bree, "I'm going to open it up."
"With this?" she said, pointing to my cock and shaking her head. "You came too soon, as usual."
I felt my face burn as she moved to straddle Kyle's dick, sitting on top of him with her tits hanging in his face.
"I don't think you can fuck again today," she said, "so just stay there and watch."

SIXTEEN
Kyle was sitting on the bed and Bree was facing him and bouncing on his dick, and at some point he reached back and pulled on her ass cheeks. I could see her little butthole winking at me and his fat rod, slick with pussy juice, stretching out her cunt, and I thought about getting some of that too.
It was time for Bree to get a real DP – not just a top and tailing spit-roast, but two cocks in the cunt or one in there and one in her ass.
Anal seemed out of the question now, but who knew about the future?
Right, we were splitting up, that's what she'd said, and this was our last time in bed.
I moved in close and lined up my cock so I could squeeze into my girlfriend while she was being fucked by another man.
Now as I may have said before, Kyle had a big dick, long and thick, so it was real tight, and for a moment it felt weird to be rubbing up against another guy's cock, so I looked up and focused on Bree's face, and her eyes moved to see me and she smiled, then I watched her shake as she had two dicks in her cunt and her tits in this other guy's face.
Eyes shut in ecstasy, mouth hanging open and tongue loose.
I reached for that dildo and Kyle took it off me and put it up against Bree's lips and she took it inside. I almost came as he pushed the rubber cock further in and my girlfriend gagged and her cunt jerked tighter around both our cocks.
I steadied myself, grabbed hold of Bree's butt, held the cheeks open, watched her asshole gape a little, and spat inside.
I pulled my dick out and jerked off.
This was my time in the sun.

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SEVENTEEN
Kyle was still using that dildo to play with Bree's mouth, but when I reached for it he gave it up and I brought it back and aimed it at what my girlfriend had always claimed was a virgin asshole.
The rubber dick was still wet from her spit, and her ass was all slick with sweat and pussy juice, so the end went in, no problem, and then I pushed it more than halfway, held it in place as she bucked up and down on Kyle.
She gasped as I pressed the switch and made the rubber move, and then I pushed the rest of the dildo up her ass, just the flared base sticking out. I played around with that while I jerked off, increasing the speed, trying to see how much she could take.
Bree took it all.
I pushed my cock back into her cunt and it squeezed in, so warm and tight against Kyle's shaft, and then the both of us were in Bree while she had a vibrating dildo up her ass.
From behind like that it was great. My girlfriend impaled on Kyle's big rod and she was either sobbing or gritting her teeth at the twin assault in her cunt and that nice, long rubber cock up her ass, now shaking a few thousand times a minute.
I reached forward and put some fingers on her lips, and she opened her mouth and took them in, right the way down to the knuckles. I pulled her head round and she looked at me, confused.
"That's right," I said, "two cocks in your cunt and something up your ass."
Kyle laughed and rubbed his face against her tits.
"I guess you're fucked now," he said, and then he looked at me. "Why don't you stick it in her ass?"
I looked to see how Bree reacted, but when I pulled that dildo out of her butt, washed it off in the bathroom and put a condom on my dick it looked like she didn't care one way or the other. She was already kissing Kyle, his cock pistoning in and out her cunt.
I was going to have to work to get her attention.

EIGHTEEN
I'd never fucked Bree in the ass, but I'd put a finger or two up there a few times, and now this rubber cock, but never my dick, and all the anal play had been kind of tentative, with a disconnect between the action and intent, because she wanted – she'd told me right there at the Grand Canyon, right about the time she said that we should split up – that sometimes she wanted to be "fucked in the ass like a bitch."
But maybe that was just her fantasy, and the reality?
I had no idea.
My cock was not as big as Kyle's, but it was wider than that dildo, and it was still going to be a tight fit in Bree's ass, so I was glad I'd bought some lube, because that got me right up there, balls deep as soon as possible – a real snug fit for a boner.
I held her hips and went to town, all the way in and out and round and round, but my girlfriend only had eyes for the guy in her cunt.
I would clearly need to work harder.
I passed Kyle that dildo and he knew what to do. He put it up to my girlfriend's mouth and she opened wide again, taking that rubber cock inside while the two of us went in and out of her holes.
Bree Matthias – airtight at last.
Now all we needed to do was cum and then split up.

NINETEEN
Bree was getting really into it now, and I was too, what with me in her ass and Kyle going berserk in her cunt while sucking on her tits and her chewing on a dildo to hold things together.
We went on like this for a long time, and eventually the room filled with a deep grunting and powerful moans, and all three of us seemed near fucked out and ready to blow.
This was the most exciting thing I'd ever done, and I realized this might be the last chance I'd ever have to do this.
I leant forward so I could look at Bree's face while I spoke to her.
"Who's your daddy?"
"You are," she said, spitting out that dildo, "now stop playing and fuck my ass like it's over."
That did it for me, and we kissed and I ran my fingers through her hair and said "I love you," then moved back, gripped her hips, and began hitting her ass like it was on fire.
Bree started babbling, and Kyle held her down by the shoulders and fucked her hard right through all her orgasms and out the other side, while I just stayed in her ass until I bounced out with her frantic jerking, tore off my condom and got ready for whatever happened next.
That happened to be my girlfriend tapping out to let her pussy rest, but what I think set her thinking that way was Kyle's face, screwed up and ready to cum, and when his moans got higher and faster Bree yelled "mouth, mouth," and Kyle pulled her off his dick, stood up and jacked off into her face.
I was standing nearby and saw an opportunity.
A DP, swallowing, anal and facial – this was turning into the best break-up ever.
"Come on," said Bree, "show my ex-boyfriend here what kind of load a real man blows."
I could hardly wait to fall in love again.

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TWENTY
Now when I'm watching porn I can never decide if the guy who cums first, second or later has the better end of the deal. Go first and the girl's like a blank canvas, but further down the line she's all slutted out and ready for more, with the near abnegation of personal responsibility that comes with group behavior.
I decided to jerk off in my soon into be ex-girlfriend's face and see what happened.
That turned out to be a good choice, because if I was expecting Bree to pay attention to my dick I'd be disappointed, as she lavished all that on the monster schlong, begging Kyle to cum, like I had nothing more to offer.
The guy held my girlfriend steady with a handful of her hair while she jerked him off in her face, tongue out and working to keep things wet, but sometimes she just rubbed the head up against her mouth and blew spit bubbles.
"Give it me, give it me, give it me..." she kept repeating with her breaths, and Kyle was on edge, holding back to enjoy it a little more, and then he was done, and he put two hands on my girlfriend's head and pushed his dick forward, so the whole end went into her mouth and she closed her lips around it, and then he started the spastic jerking and began emptying those big, heavy balls onto her tongue.
The first spurt or two seemed to fill my girlfriend's mouth, because she coughed it up and out, so Kyle grabbed his cock from her and aimed good, sending shot after shot of hot cum into her face and onto her big tits.
Bree had jizz on her lips, cheeks, nose and hair. She was a mess, but couldn't turn away from that cock and give me some love, instead kissing Kyle's dick and shaking her cum-coated tits, like she was on the verge of another orgasm or breakdown.
While she was cleaning up Kyle she put her hands on his ass and pulled him closer, so his cock went deeper in her mouth. She gagged and shook her head, got even more of his dick inside, and then coughed up a bunch of spit and cum.
The guy yelled "Ew!" and my girlfriend pulled her head back, out of breath and messy.
"Wow," she said, gasping, and wiped her lips and then licked her hand clean, "that was intense."
I tapped her on the shoulder and she looked up and smiled, another man all over her face.
"Why don't you stick that rubber cock up your cunt and show Kyle here what a whore you are."
"Oh baby," she said, "I think he already knows. Now shut up and do what you want."
Bree opened her mouth and looked me right in the eyes as I jerked off and started cumming for the second time this session, adding to the load that Kyle had dropped.
She looked delighted, and even held my cock and helped me along, milking the last drops onto her tongue.
When I was done cumming on my girlfriend's face and tits she pulled away, kept her lips together as she scooped up whatever jizz she could from her body, and then turned to face me, no more than a foot away, or about the length of her new friend's cock.
"Nom, nom, nom," she said, and more cum leaked out of her mouth, then she slurped that up and licked the rest off her fingers.
She looked ecstatic, and I felt a real connection between us.

TWENTY-ONE
We sat around like that a while, all heavy breaths, vague smiles and knowing looks, getting back to the beers and cooling down.
My girlfriend was covered in jizz, and she went to the bathroom and cleaned up a little, while Kyle and I got dressed and made small talk about our trip and stay in Newton.
Bree came out of the bathroom, gave me a hug, Kyle too, then got back into that miniskirt and blouse.
All three of us left Kyle's office together and he handed my girlfriend a business card.
Kyle Bondurant – Hotel Manager.
"Welcome to the club. If there's anything you need, show the staff this and ask."
Then he smiled, waved goodbye, and whistled as he jogged downstairs and out of our lives.
Bree and I followed slowly, holding hands, and that Australian or English girl who was cleaning the rooms saw us and smiled, and I thought maybe she was a friend or potential fuck buddy, someone I could nail while she ate Bree's pussy.
"Let's do something like this again," I said when we got back to our room, and a few days later, in San Francisco, we did.
We had a new way forward.

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