Adventures with Amy Part 5 – Halloween: The Sequel [cuckold] [MFF]

(this directly continues from part 4)

I woke up the next morning when I heard Amy moving quietly, trying her best not to disturb me. The sun had already risen, but I decided to keep my eyes closed and pretend to be asleep. It had been a long night, and it was the weekend.

I felt Amy moving on the bed next to me, then felt my blanket being lifted from my legs up, stopping below my chest. I resisted the urge to peek, unsure if I was calling Amy’s bluff or if she genuinely thought I was sleeping. Then suddenly I felt a wet warmth enveloping my cock, which was already hard with morning wood. A moan escaped from my mouth.

“Aha!” Amy got up from where she was kneeling and loomed over me. “I knew you weren’t sleeping!”

“Ughhh. Can’t you let me sleep in, babe?” I groaned back.

“But it’s 2!” Amy replied, hitting me lightly.

Jesus Christ. It was 2?! I’d thought it was 10, 11 at latest. But I stayed still and quiet, trying to fall back asleep, until I felt Amy’s mouth on my cock again.

“Ohhh,” I half-moaned and half-groaned as I propped myself up and looked down at Amy, who was sucking my cock with gusto. “Babe, what are you doing?” I asked.

My cock popped out of her mouth. “Getting you out of bed!” she replied cheerfully.

I had no idea how she had so much energy. I closed my eyes and lay back down, trying to get some rest before she inevitably asked me to fuck her.

But she didn’t. I opened my eyes, and Amy continued to suck on my cock, making it disappear into her mouth with ease. She would deepthroat and hold it in her mouth while she swirled her tongue around it. She pulled back and switched to jacking me off for a few seconds before she took me in her mouth again.

“Babe,” I asked. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Mrn-nh” she didn’t bother taking my dick out of her mouth to reply.

“I uh…is that a yes?” I really couldn’t tell.

She pulled my dick out of her mouth again. “No, baby, I’m okay. I think I’m too sore from last night. But I’ll make you cum!” she replied happily before going back to sucking on my cock.

My ears burned. She was still so sore from last night that she didn’t want to have sex with me? This was definitely a first. Even after the threesome we had with Josh, we had great sex the next morning after we talked about our relationship. And I knew she’d fucked Josh three times that night, whereas she’d only fucked Kyle once last night. Memories of the night before flooded into my head, and instead of looking down at Amy giving me a blowjob, I closed my eyes and imagined watching her sucking Kyle’s massive cock.

“Fuck, baby, I’m cumming!” I moaned.

Amy held my cock in her mouth as I came, waiting a few seconds after it had given a final throb before pulling her mouth away. I opened my eyes, and she smiled back up at me before swallowing my load with an audible gulp. What a great way to start the day.

Amy and I went to go take a shower together, and as we showered, we talking about the events of the night before. Though she was initially a bit hesitant to talk about it, worried that someone would come in to the bathroom and hear, she was soon gushing on and on about how big Kyle’s cock was.

“So you like big cock?” I asked the obvious.

“Yes,” she paused, a tinge of embarrassment creeping onto her face. “I love being stretched and filled up. It just feels so good,” she purred.

“But you’re so sore. Did it hurt?” Surely there was some downside, or she wouldn’t be with me given that my dick was only 4.5 inches long and 4 inches wide.

“Yeah I’m really sore,” she chuckled, “and it did hurt a bit last night. But it was a good pain.” Her eyes glossed over, as if remembering the sensation of being pounded by Kyle.

“So um…” my heart was pounding, but I figured I may as well ask after all we’d been through. “What do you think of my dick, then?”

Amy snapped back to attention. “Oh, Mike!” She gave me a big hug. “Baby. I love you, so I’m not going to lie to you. You have a small dick. But it’s okay! I love you! And I love how you make me feel. You’re so good with your tongue and your fingers. And I like it your dick, too. But big cock just feels so good, in a different way. And I love that you let me have that last night.”

I was lucky we were in the shower because I was starting to tear up from her declaration. I let some water wash over my hair and face before I replied.

“So do you want to do it again?” My heart continued to pound as my dick started to rise.

Amy look surprised. She bit her lip. “Yes. I do. But not today! Oh god not today. I think I’m going to have to rest today, and then maybe I could take your dick tomorrow.” She looked down as she felt my erection pushing into her. She smiled at me and grabbed it. “But maybe I’ll go suck Kyle’s big, black cock tonight.” She began stroking my cock slowly. “Maybe I’ll let him fuck my slutty little mouth, then cum all over my face. And who knows, maybe I’ll get so turned on that I’ll let him fuck me again. Maybe I’ll even let him cum in my pussy this time. Would you like that, baby, would you like to watch Kyle’s big cock cum inside my pussy?”

I jerked my head up and down, unable to find words to express how aroused I was. “Ughhhhh,” I came hard with a groan. My cock spasmed in Amy’s hand, and my knees trembled as they threatened to give out. I put out a hand for balance, leaning heavily against the wall in front of me. My vision felt slightly blurry, and I took a moment to regain myself.

“Baby? Mike?” I heard a note of concern in Amy’s voice. “Are you okay??”

I took a deep breath. “Yeah, sorry. I think I came so hard I got a bit lightheaded.”

She smiled sexily. “That was pretty hot. I didn’t realize you wanted a slutty girlfriend.”

Having cum, I now felt a lot more embarrassment than arousal. It must’ve shown, as Amy burst out laughing. “Awww, you’re so cute. I love you,” she hugged me again.

Despite what happened in the shower, Amy showed no indication of actually having sex with Kyle again. We would talk about him on occasion while having sex, and whenever we did, it seemed like she’d get aroused to another level. But afterwards, when I tried floating the idea of actually doing something with Kyle again, Amy would laugh and brush it off, saying it would happen again naturally when we all wanted it. After a couple of times, I decided to just stop pushing it since it really seemed like she wasn’t as interested as she’d seemed before. Maybe the novelty had worn off? Maybe his dick was actually too big?

Now that weekend, Delta was actually throwing another Halloween party. Since Halloween this year had fallen on a Wednesday, most of the frats (Delta included) had decided to throw parties the weekend before. However, when voting, we had decided to throw a party the weekend after as well. But unlike the first party, this one was going to be a much smaller, invite-only party for brothers and close friends. In addition, you had to wear the costume (or outfit, for those few that refused to wear costumes) that you’d worn the weekend before. If you’d lost, thrown away, or otherwise rendered unwearable part (or all) of your costume, then you had to make do without.

The night before the party, Amy and I decided to check our costumes. Luckily, I was only missing my hat which I’d never gone back to look for in Kyle’s room. I still had the yellow shirt with “TICON” written down one side, a little smudged, but otherwise good. The “DEROGA” running down my yellow tights was similarly smudged, but more importantly some of the straps holding the hollow dildo in place had broken, and so it hung loosely in front. I tried refastening them to no avail and ended up undoing the remaining straps, dropping the dildo on the floor.

“Aw, I’m not a sexy pencil anymore,” I mock whined.

“You still look like a sexy pencil to me,” Amy gave an exaggerated wink. “Oh no…” she sighed as she held up her costume. The pink tights were fine, but the styrofoam and cardboard on her eraser top were a mess. She started picking at it, trying to pull the fragments of styrofoam off, and her top nearly ripped in two as she pulled a big piece off. “Oh no!”

Amy grabbed a pair of scissors and began cutting as much of the cardboard and styrofoam off as she could, trying her best not to destroy what was left of her shirt. By the time she was done, it was basically a spaghetti strap with holes in it. Honestly, not the sluttiest thing I’d seen her wear to a party. Amy spent a lot of time at the gym and had a great body, and she loved to show it off.

The next night, Amy and I changed into our Halloween costumes. I noticed that she’d paired what was left of her top with a lacy black bra. I caught her eye as I realized I’d been staring, and she gave me a peck on the lips. “Don’t get too excited if other boys look,” she teased.

We went downstairs and saw that a few other people had already made it. Most of them looked similar to us – a couple of guys were shirtless, though I wondered if they had genuinely lost the tops of their costumes or just wanted to show off, and some of the girls had also taken some creative liberties with modifying their costumes, but there were no extremes. According to urban legend, one year a girl had come in wearing a trench coat, then took it off inside to reveal nothing but a pair of pasties over her nipples.

The party was a nice change of pace from the weekend before. While ragers can be fun, sometimes it’s nice to be able to hear the people next to you without screaming, or to play beer pong on a table that isn’t wet with god knows what. Speaking of beer pong, Amy and I were on a roll. We won five games in a row before finally deciding to step away, mock bowing as we left the table. High off our little victory, and the copious amounts of weed we’d smoked while playing pong, we slipped into a short, narrow hallway that took an abrupt turn into an even smaller hallway leading to a small closet. I pressed her against a wall and kissed her, slipping one hand through an opening in her shirt and grabbing one of her lingerie-clad breasts roughly. She moaned into my mouth and kissed me back, running a hand up my thigh and grabbing my crotch over my pants.

She broke our kiss, then grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the closet door.

“Ow!”

Amy and I both jumped. Someone was in the closet??

We broke apart quickly and awkwardly shuffled as we heard the closet door swing open. It was Kyle, with a girl who looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite name. Her blond hair was visibly disheveled, and her face looked flushed as she adjusted her clothing and hair. She was wearing a short, tight black dress that struggled to accommodate her large tits and ass. When she adjusted it upwards, it threatened to show her underwear, if she was wearing any. But when she pulled it down, I could swear that I saw a bit of nipple peeking over the top. Kyle broke out into a big smile when he saw us.

“Mike and Amy! My favorite couple. What are you two doing here?” he asked nonchalantly, as if he hadn’t just come out of a closet. “Oh where are my manners,” he gave a fake polite cough before continuing in a haughty voice, “This is Cassandra. Cassandra, this is Michael, a brother, and Amy, his girlfriend.” We smiled weakly, trying not to feel awkward, as he introduced us in turn.

Amy stepped forward and gave Kyle a hug. “Hi Kyle!” she exclaimed. “And it’s nice to meet you, Cassandra!” she hugged her too.

“Cassie,” Cassandra replied. “Only old people call me Cassandra. And it’s nice to meet you too!”

“Uh wait so what were you doing in the closet?” I blurted out.

Amy glared at me as if I were being incredibly rude. Okay, maybe I am a bit lacking in the social skills department.

Cassie blushed. Kyle grinned. He had opted not to wear his Chef apron again, and I could see the outline of his cock straining against his jeans. I noticed Amy looking as well, and felt myself begin to grow hard as I thought about the two of them together.

“Some things are just more fun with a little bit of secrecy. Anyway, what are you two doing in this lovely narrow hallway?” Kyle asked with a grin.

Ah. He had me. I turned to Amy to see if she was planning on responding before I opened my mouth and said something that would potentially elicit another glare from her. She was looking at me, a glint in her eye.

“Just having some fun,” she replied, before throwing herself onto me and kissing me. I pulled back out of shock, but found myself backed against one of the walls of the narrow hallway. She continued to kiss me, tempting me to kiss her back, and from the corner of my eye, I could see that Kyle had grabbed a handful of Cassie’s ass and was kneading it. I turned back to Amy and kissed her back deeply, grabbing her ass with both hands and pushing off the wall so that she was now being suspended against the wall behind her. We continued to explore each other’s mouths like this for a minute before we broke apart and I set her down.

I looked over to see Cassie choking on Kyle’s thick cock. Her dress had come down and was now covering her ass reasonably, but at the cost of fully exposing her massive tits, except for a pasty on each nipple. I immediately thought of the urban legend of the second Halloween party. Cassie’s tits looked amazing, and I stood there ogling them without a second thought. They were easily much larger than Amy’s C cups, but had a nice, round shape and hardly sagged. I questioned if they were fake, but if they were, they looked amazing on her. I noticed Amy was just as entranced by the sight in front of us as well, though I couldn’t tell if she was looking at Cassie’s tits or Kyle’s dick.

Kyle looked up at us. Amy and I turned to look at each other, and the look in her eyes said it all. I nodded. Amy turned back to Kyle, who had been watching our silent exchange, and he gestured for her to come toward him. Amy walked over and got on her knees next to Cassie. Cassie turned at the sudden intrusion, Kyle’s cock still deep in her mouth and throat, but Kyle placed a hand behind her head and turned her back towards him. She resumed sucking dutifully, looking up at him and squeezing her massive breasts to get his attention.

Amy pulled her top off, and Kyle turned to watch. He pushed Cassie away from lightly, and she pulled back, allowing his monster cock to fully reveal itself. My penis throbbed as I saw his BBC hanging between his legs. It was easily twice the length and looked to be three times the thickness of my little dick. From where the spit ended, I could see that Cassie had gotten nearly three quarters of it down her throat, an impressive amount given its massive size; Amy had struggled with just half. I couldn’t hold back and pulled my pants down and started stroking my throbbing boner.

Amy’s hand shot out and grabbed Kyle’s now free cock, which she immediately began deepthroating. It looked like Amy was determined to tie or even beat Cassie’s record. She quickly reached her previous maximum, getting roughly halfway down his massive member, but she couldn’t seem to go any further. Then Cassie placed her hands behind Amy’s head and began pushing downwards. Amy began gagging with Kyle deep inside her throat, tears streaming down her face as Cassie continued to push down. Just as I was about to step in and say something, the entirety of Kyle’s cock disappeared into Amy’s throat, and Cassie pulled her off.

Amy coughed, choked, spluttered, gag, and damn near threw up for the next couple minutes. I crouched by her, my arousal mixing terribly with my concern, and Mike and Cassie stood by, apologetically concerned. “Babe, are you okay? Do you need anything? Water?”

Amy waved her hand no. Eventually, she stopped sounding like she was dying and took a deep breath. “Baby,” she croaked, “I did it.”

“What?” I replied, perplexed.

“I deepthroated all of Kyle’s dick.”

Kyle burst out laughing, the concern gone from his face. “And you should get a medal for it! You’ve got a rare talent there. Cassie here is one of the only other ones I’ve met who can take it all.”

Cassie did a little curtsy. Her massive tits shook enough that I was now convinced they were real.

“Are you okay though?” I was still concerned Amy was going to throw up.

“Yeah, baby, I’m fine,” Amy’s voice was no longer as hoarse. She turned to Kyle, “But what happened to treating me like a lady?”

Kyle put on a mock-horrified face, “aghast! My apologies, milady.” He bowed. “For milady’s decency, I have arranged for private quarters.” If you couldn’t tell already, my friends are all a bunch of nerds.

Amy giggled. Of course she thought Kyle’s little shtick was funny. “What?”

Kyle pointed to the closet. “Private room in there.”

She giggled again, “that’s a closet, not a room! I know my way around this house.”

Kyle shrugged. “One of us just walked out of that room, and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t you.”

Amy smiled, “fine! Show me this room then. I want a grand tour.”

Kyle smiled back, “gladly. But it’s a bit cramped in there, max occupancy 2. You know, fire code and all that. Cass, wanna keep Mike company out here?”

She pouted and whined, “You better fuck me tonight then!”

Kyle already had the door to the “room” open and was guiding Amy inside, his hand on the small of her back. He turned back to us, “have fun you two!” and stepped in before closing the door.

Cassie turned to me. I saw her look down between my legs. She was still pouting.

“Well, come on,” she turned around and bent over, placing her hands on the door that Kyle had just closed. Her dress was riding up her ass again, and I could swear she wasn’t wearing any panties.

She turned back to me. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to fuck me?” she demanded.

I hurried forward. Things were off to a rocky start with Cassie, and I didn’t want to make things any worse. I grabbed her hips and prepared to put my dick inside of her when I heard Amy scream.

“FUUUUUUUCK!”

Cassie looked jealous, annoyed, frustrated. “Hurry. Up. And. FUCK. ME.” Angry.

I didn’t wait another second and pulled her dress up one more inch before it slid up to reveal her bare pussy and ass. I resumed hold of her hips and thrust all the way into her pussy in one go. My hips slammed against her big ass as I held my thrust and tried to get as deep as I could.

“Ohhhh,” Cassie moaned. “Not bad,” she purred back at me. “Now fuck me like a slut. I’m not your girlfriend.”

That’s right. I’d been so caught up in all of this that I was just now realizing that I was fucking a busty blonde instead of my girlfriend. I started fucking Cassie hard, alternating between slow and fast thrusts, and her moans grew louder. Not to be outdone it seemed, Kyle and Amy picked up the pace. I could hear his grunts as he fucked her, the sounds of their skin slapping against each other, and her high-pitched screams and yelps. I imagined he was not only fucking her harder than I was fucking Cassie, but with all the additional momentum that came with the sheer size of his cock.

I heard Amy cum, the nature and volume of the noises she was making made it clear to everyone who heard. I could only hope that Kyle, Cassie, and I were the only ones who did. And as I heard her cum, I felt a pulse run through my cock, and I knew that I was done. I pulled out of Cassie and came on her ass, overshooting a bit and landing a long trail of cum on her back as well.

Cassie looked back and saw that I was done. She got up and turned to face me with a smile.

“Hm…4 out of 10,” she stated. “You’re kinda small, but you know what you’re doing with it so that’s okay. But you could last longer. Like a lot longer. Let me know if you think you can do better on round 2,” she winked at me before turning back towards the door.

*knock knock*

The sounds coming from behind the door stopped.

“Come in,” Kyle invited.

Cassie opened the door. Inside was a sight to behold. Kyle was sitting against a wall of the closet. Amy was sitting facing him on his lap, her arms wrapped around his neck, head resting on his shoulder. Kyle’s hands were under her thighs, holding her up slightly, but all but an inch of his cock was inside of her pussy. Amy’s face was a mess. Her make-up was running down her face from the deepthroating earlier, her eyes were glazed over, and her mouth hung open. She looked broken.

“Cassie!” Kyle beamed. “Perfect timing!” He shifted around and laid Amy down gently on the floor, his cock popping out of her with a squelch. Her body trembled as he pulled out of her, and I could see her gaping pussy. While it had gone back to its normal tightness a few days after she’d fucked Kyle last weekend, I could see that it was now loosely stretched again. Her labia were throbbing, beaten red by Kyle’s monster cock.

“I think Amy here could use a little break, so why don’t you and I have some fun?” Kyle didn’t even acknowledge my presence.

Cassie beamed and walked into the closet. She pulled Kyle in for a kiss and he obliged, pulling her in with one arm while pushing the door closed with a foot. Just as the door was about to close, he broke away from her to make eye contact with me before closing the door all the way.

For the next hour, I sat in the hallway outside the closet door, listening to the sounds of Kyle, Cassie, and Amy. I couldn’t tell if the girls were playing with each other, if Kyle was taking turns with them, or if the three of them were just tangled together in a sexy jumble of limbs, boobs, asses, and one massive cock, but I could tell that Cassie and Amy were incredibly satisfied. Their moans and screams filled the air, and I lost track of how many orgasms I heard. I came once more myself, unable to stop myself from jacking off as I listened to my girlfriend and Cassie being pleasured by Kyle and his magnificent cock.

The sounds seemed to die down, so I gently knocked on the door. “Amy? Baby? Are you done? Are you awake?”

There was no response.

“Kyle?” I tried. “Cassie??”

Still no response. I tried the door. It was locked.

“Umm…okay. Well, I’m gonna go back to the party I guess.” I tried one last time, but still no response.

I knew my room key worked for all common doors, like closet doors, in the house, but I’d left in my room upstairs and didn’t want to go get it. Also, I wasn’t sure what I’d do even if I could open the door, since I was pretty sure the three had just fallen asleep after such vigorous fucking. I figured they’d wake up and rejoin the party at some point, so I walked away from the closet and nearly ran into Steve as he came out of the living room.

“Oh hey Mike!” he shouted. “There you are! Been looking for you buddy, where’ve you been? Where’s Aimes? What were you doing over there?” Steve finally paused.

“Steve! Not much man, was just uh my sister called me, and I was just telling her I’d call her back. What were you looking for me for? Hey let’s get a drink man!”

I pulled him back in towards the party as I spoke, trying to get him away from the closet. Soon, we were drinking beers with a group of brothers and their friends, vividly debating which of our professors would win in a street fight.

My eyes wandered around the room as people debated whether TAs were eligible for our hypothetical street fight, and I noticed a group of people exit and then shortly after re-enter the room, talking amongst each other, laughing, and even high-fiving. Curious, I turned towards their group and asked, “hey, something going on outside?”

A guy I didn’t know, I presume a friend of a brother, answered my question. “There’s a dude and two hot chicks fucking in the closet right outside. My buddy Brandon saw them when he went to go turn the light off. They didn’t even stop when people opened the door, just kept going.”

I felt my face burn. They must’ve woken up and started fucking again, and Brandon, one of my pledge brothers, must’ve seen the light from the main hallway and gone and opened the door. I couldn’t believe that they didn’t stop fucking though. Who had seen them already? Did they recognize Amy? Did they know she was my girlfriend? I knew Brandon knew Amy; had he recognized her? Of course he’d recognized her. Then why hadn’t he said anything to me about it? Would I have said something to him if I found him in the same situation? I felt a wave of nausea and anxiety overwhelm me as my mind raced with questions.

“Dude. You okay? Dude. Hey yo dude. Shit…Hey man,” Brandon’s friend tapped Steve, who was standing near me but still focused on the professor street fight debate. “Is he your friend? I don’t think he’s okay.”

Steve leaned over, concerned. “Mike? Mike? Yo buddy. Mike, buddy. You okay? Shit…”

I could see him thinking. He grabbed my beer out of my hands and held the bottle up to my lips. “Mike. Try to drink some. Just a little. Just try to swallow.”

I coughed and choked on the tiny amount of liquid that actually made it into my mouth, the rest running down my face and spilling onto the ground. But the sensation snapped me out of my spiral, and I took deep breaths as I tried to calm myself down.

Steve still looked concerned. “Hey Mike, let’s go sit down buddy. Just right over there.”

“Nah, no. I’m good Steve. Sorry, just uh. Got a little too high, you know? Started thinking about the meaning of life and shit,” I rambled a lie, adrenalin now pumping through me. I wanted to end this conversation as quickly as possible so I could go check on the closet.

“Ahh, yeah been there before buddy. Just take it easy for a bit at least, alright?” he patted me on the back.

“Yeah, man. Actually, I think I’m gonna go up to my room right now and lie down for a bit, you know. Just take it easy. I’m good though!” I hastily added when his face took on an extra shade of concern. I waved him off before heading out of the room. But as soon as I was out the door, I made sure he wasn’t looking and then quickly turned into the hallway, bracing myself before I turned again.

Nothing.

The closet door was wide open, and it was completely empty, other than the random supplies that were stored in there. There was no trace of Kyle, Cassie, or Amy. What was going on? Had they woken up and gone back to their room? But Brandon and his friends had clearly seen the trio. I mean, what were the odds that another MFF threesome took place in the same storage closet immediately after theirs? But I’d only been talking to Steve for a couple of minutes at most, and there was no way they could’ve gotten dressed, cleaned, and made it upstairs in that time.

I decided to solve one mystery at a time. I walked out of the hallway and up the stairs. Regardless of who had seen what, I figured they’d be in Kyle’s room. But when I reached the second floor, I saw that my door was open at the end of the hall. I could’ve sworn I’d closed it, though I hadn’t locked it since only brothers and close friends were supposed to be here tonight. Then as I walked down the hall, I heard the unmistakeable sounds of sex.

I ran down the rest of the hallway and came to a stop just past the doorway to see Amy, Cassie, and Kyle fucking on my bed. Amy was practically lying on top of Cassie, who was 69ing her. Well, Cassie was eating Amy out at least. Amy seemed like she had her hands full with staying conscious. Meanwhile, Kyle was fucking Amy from behind. He had a fistful of her hair in one hand and seemed to be the sole force holding her head up – the look on her face suggested she didn’t have the strength or will to remain upright. His other hand was spanking her ass, both cheeks covered with red hand prints. His heavy balls slapped Cassie in the face with each thrust, and she seemed to be trying her best to get even the smallest taste of his balls each time.

I turned to close the door behind me, but Kyle interrupted when he saw me move back towards the door.

“Come in. And leave it open, actually. It’s hot in here.”

I turned without a word and went to sit down on the extra bed in my room, realizing now that they had chosen to fuck on my bed instead of this one. I pulled my dick out and started stroking, keeping a careful ear out in case anyone came up or down the stairs. Not that there was anything I could do about it. It’s not like I was going to close the door.

Kyle pulled out of Amy, and she began eating Cassie’s pussy. Her tongue traced the folds of her inner lips up and down before settling on her clit, alternating between lightly licking and gently sucking on it. Cassie was moaning as Amy ate her out, though her moans were muffled by Kyle’s big cock. Her throat bulged as he slowly facefucked her, and I saw Amy pause to turn and watch Cassie jealously, a hand slipping between her legs and rubbing her clit. Kyle saw thisand spanked Amy, significantly harder than before.

Amy yipped. Kyle spanked her again. This time, she contained her surprise and pain to a squeak.

“Don’t be selfish,” he chastised her. “Eat her pussy if you want more of this cock.”

Amy immediately dove back into Cassie’s pussy with a renewed fervor. Cassie’s muffled moans resumed, and when Amy added a finger, Cassie soon came, bucking against my girlfriend’s hand as Kyle slid his cock out of her mouth. Amy didn’t waste a second and reached down, feeling for Kyle’s dick so she could direct it into her awaiting pussy.

“Woah woah, slow down!” Kyle laughed. He nudged Amy so that she was on one side of the bed, then pulled Cassie out from under and lifted her. He walked over to where I was sitting and placed her next to me, his cock dangerously close to my face as he loomed over. He gave me a knowing look and a smirk before he turned and walked back to Amy.

Kyle sat down on my bed, then lay back, his cock an obelisk jutting out from his groin. “Get on,” he commanded.

Amy moved over to get on top of him, but he stopped her.

“No, other way. Face Mike.” I felt my face grow hot. I’d never fucked Amy in cowgirl before, so reverse cowgirl had obviously been out of the question. We didn’t even bother trying it after our lack of success with regular cowgirl.

Amy turned and squatted over Kyle before grabbing his thick, throbbing cock and lowering herself onto it.

“Ohhhhhh daddy,” she moaned. “Your dick is so big, daddy. It makes me feel so full!”

She got halfway down before stopping. She turned to look at me on the other bed. “Baby, it’s so big. Kyle’s cock is so big. I don’t think I can take it all.”

My dick felt like it was going to burst. “Maybe I can help,” I suggested. I got up and walked over to them. I was so excited and nervous thinking about what I was about to do. Amy looked at me quizzically, but I betrayed no indication of my next move. I kissed her briefly, giving her nipples a little squeeze, before dropping down on my knees and licking her clit.

“OHHHHHH,” Amy moaned loudly. And as she moaned, her arms gave out for a second, and she impaled herself on the remaining half of his cock. “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!” She came loudly as Kyle stretched her out and I continued to lick her clit, trying my best to avoid licking any part of Kyle.

Kyle began thrusting up into Amy powerfully, with such force that I could no longer lick her and had to back away. It didn’t really seem like she needed my help at this point anyway. She fell back onto him and was writhing and screaming obscenities as he pounded his thick cock in and out of her pussy. Her body rippled as he repeatedly slammed into her, and he reached around and began grabbing and kneading her tits. Amy placed her hands on top of his before turning her face and passionately kissing him. Her moans continued, though now muffled, and Kyle continued to hammer her pussy with a Herculean intensity.

My face was still inches away from the action, and I was rock hard. I’d barely grabbed my boner before I was cumming again, cum trickling out weakly.

Neither Kyle nor Amy noticed, however, and they continued to fuck away. I somehow felt awkward being in the room now that I had cum. It wasn’t like when I had watched Alice and Amy make love and felt like a stranger watching a couple be intimate. This felt more carnal. And yet they seemed so synced, connected, harmonious even. I felt like I was watching a live performance, but I knew that they were only thinking of each other in the moment.

I noticed Cassie was still asleep, but had now sprawled out to take most of the bed, so I decided to pull my clothes back on and quietly make my way to the bathroom. I washed my hand, then splashed some water on my face to cool down, but I realized I was oddly tranquil. I checked my phone, and it was already past 2, but I still heard some noises downstairs. I texted Amy as I went downstairs.

“hey babe, going back to party. have fun ;)”

I walked into the living room and saw Steve waving his hand from near the back door. He gestured towards the door, and I waved back before giving him a thumbs up. I made my way to the back door and went out, where Steve was already smoking a joint.

“You good, buddy?” he asked. “You were freaking me out a bit earlier.”

“Sorry about that, man,” I held out my hand for the joint and took a puff before continuing. “But I’m good now. Great even.” I flashed a big, genuine smile.

“Well hey, that’s great! Good for you,” Steve took a big hit and paused. “Where’s Aimes by the way, don’t think I’ve seen her all night!”

“Oh.” I hesitated. I gulped back a big wave of nerves. “She’s fucking Kyle in my room right now.”

Steve blinked and paused. “And you’re cool with that?”

“Cool as a cucumber,” I retorted. “Fuck. That was lame. I meant yes.” I looked over at Steve.

He seemed to be in thought, then took another hit before passing the joint to me. “She does have some great tits,” he smiled.

I laughed, my nerves subsiding. “That she does.” I took a deep breath as the nerves returned. “You should try to fuck them sometime if you want.”

Steve blinked twice this time, followed by an even longer pause. “I think I’ll take you up on that,” his face broke out into an even wider smile, “but probably not tonight, cus I know I can’t compete with Kyle. I’ve seen that shit before, it’s some fucking Snakes on a Plane shit.”

We both broke out laughing and smoked some more before heading back to what was left of the party.

It was nearly 4 by the time I got back to my room. My door was closed and the lights were off, so I used the light from my phone to illuminate a path in front of me. I got to the spare bed and saw that Cassie was gone. I turned to my bed and saw Amy. She was sprawled naked, partially covered by a thin blanket, with cum sprayed on her face, tits, and hair. Her breasts and nipples were red and chafed, evidence of the man (and woman) handling they’d been subjected to. Her pussy was visibly swollen and gaping, cum still dripping out of it to join the stream of cum that was running down her pussy to her ass, and eventually to the bedding beneath her.

My dick began swelling, and I pulled my pants off before getting between Amy’s legs and eating her pussy and ass. I started from her ass, licking up as much of Kyle’s cum as possible, working my way up to her pussy and sucking as much of his thick, musky cum out as I could. I remembered thinking it wasn’t that much worse than my own the last time I’d tried it, but today it somehow tasted even thicker and stronger. I nearly gagged on a particularly large wave of cum that spilled out of Amy’s pussy when I stuck my tongue deep inside. But I loved cleaning her out. I loved eating Kyle’s cum out of her freshly fucked pussy.

Satisfied with the job I’d done, I got up. I saw that Amy was awake and had a peaceful smile on her face. “Hi baby,” she giggled. “Do you like how it tastes?”

“No,” I made a face. “It tastes terrible.”

“I know! Now you finally know what I go through every time you cum in my mouth!” her peaceful demeanor was supplanted with excitement, fueld by her distate for cum. “But you’re still going to clean me up after Kyle fucks me, right?” She looked at me with a face that was simultaneously innocent and seductive.

“Of course,” I immediately replied.

“Fuck me,” her eyes took on a new light. This wasn’t the same lusty look that she had when she was fucking Mike. I felt the depth of emotion that her eyes were conveying.

I got on top of her, then looked down and saw that she was still covered in cum.

“You look so sexy covered in Kyle’s cum,” I complimented.

She pouted. “Beautiful. Tell me I’m beautiful, not sexy.”

“You’re beautiful,” I replied on cue.

“No. Say it like you did before.”

I thought for a second.”You look so beautiful covered in Kyle’s cum.”

She smiled back at me and leaned up to kiss me. I felt some of Kyle’s cum transferring to my face. I slipped my penis inside of her, or at least I thought I did. Just like the last time I’d gotten Kyle’s sloppy seconds, I wasn’t sure if I was inside of Amy or between her thighs. But this time I didn’t bother to check. Instead, I thrust a few times and came.

Amy smiled as she saw my face and neck straining, and gently kissed me a few more times. I fell on top of her, spent, and stayed there for a minute before rolling off and spooning her. Within minutes, we were both asleep, and finally done with Halloween.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hks5eq/adventures_with_amy_part_5_halloween_the_sequel