Part II – Watching TV in the basement with my friend when we’re interrupted by house slut – [FFM]

[This is a continuation of the story that started here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iiiapc/me_f_and_a_friend_are_watching_tv_in_the_basement/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iiiapc/me_f_and_a_friend_are_watching_tv_in_the_basement/) ]

After Dan shot his load down my throat, he stood up straight and pulled up his gym shorts. “I’m coming right back,” he said, chest heaving. “Stay here.” As I watched him turn into the hallway leading upstairs, I could only wonder what his slutty mind had planned. I wasn’t about to leave though. Who knew if I’d ever have the opportunity to experience something like this again?

I glanced over at Sofia, who looked back at me incredulously. “What the fuck,” she said. “If it had been anyone else but Dan.”

A sudden wave of mirth overwhelmed me and I started giggling. The whole thing felt so unreal. Sofia kept shaking her head in disbelief, staring off into space, muttering “What the actual fuck,” every so often, which only made me laugh harder.

A few minutes later, I heard feet on the stairwell again, and Dan emerged, holding up a few packets of condoms. Sofia and I locked eyes, raising our eyebrows at each other. If this was what he had in mind, I was definitely on board.

Sofia was still laid out on the couch, completely spent after her orgasm. She pulled her legs up as we moved toward her to allow for some room at the end of the couch. Dan sat down on the couch and pulled his pants and underwear down completely. He started touching himself again, coaxing his dick back to hardness. “I think I could go another round now,” he said, smiling slightly as he slowly stroked his rapidly hardening cock.

At this pronouncement, I grinned and gave my partners a thumbs up while Sofia gave a drunken little cheer. She spread her legs open, pulling her skirt up over her stomach to reveal a slick of wetness on her light blue thong.

Dan climbed toward her, pushing her legs back to kneel between them. “Wow, you guys are sluttier than I thought,” he half-laughed. I almost laughed out loud at that one – calling us sluts was pretty loaded coming from a guy with a triple digit number of sex partners. I watched with shallow breath as he guided his erect uncut cock to the wet spot on Sofia’s underwear and slowly began to tease her with the tip. “You’re going to have to ask me to fuck you.” “I want you to fuck me!” Sofia whined. “Say it again!” “I want you to fuck my brains out!” Sofia nearly yelled in frustration. Dan laughed and continued to tease her, resting the tip of his cock against her while lightly fingering her clit. At this point we were all kind of giggling at the dramatic way Sofia was wriggling around whining, which she was exaggerating for comedic effect.

And then all of a sudden, Sofia let out a gasp as Dan pushed his cock past her tiny thong and up inside her. He was a lot to take, and he knew it. Sofia moaned as he slowly started to fuck her, pushing into her little by little, warming her up. I think her previous orgasm had helped prime her as well, and I felt a little proud of myself for that contribution.

I perched myself in a nearby beanbag chair and watched them for several minutes as I touched myself under my skirt. The whole situation was so hot that I felt like I was having some kind of out of body experience. Suddenly, I was hit by a wave of inspiration. I crawled over to that threadbare blue couch and leveled myself with Dan’s slowly thrusting hips. By this point Sofia was no longer quietly moaning but letting out soft muffled screams of pleasure and I positioned myself so that I could watch his thick cock rhythmically pump her soaking wet pussy. “Fuck Dan!” she yelled, “Fuck, I’m going to cum!” A few more thrusts later I saw her body tense, nipples erect, as she had what I can only imagine was a mind shattering orgasm.

Dan’s flushed face contorted for a second as if he were also about to cum, but he seemed to get ahold of himself as he looked over and saw me watching them. “You next,” he murmured, sliding slowly out of Sofia. I felt a shiver go through my body and my pussy clenched at the sight of his engorged cock, the condom slick with Sofia’s wetness.

“You’re going to have to ask me, too,” he said, a gleam in his dark eyes. I positioned myself so that I was propped up in one of the large bean bag chairs that was lying on the ground. Locking eyes with Dan, I pulled my skirt up to reveal a lacy pink and yellow thong. I spread my legs so that he could see the outline of my pussy against the thin fabric. My voice caught in my throat as I whispered, “I want your cock.”

Dan sat on the couch staring at me as he gently ran his fingers over his swollen glans. I knew he was going to tease me, just like he had Sofia.

“What do you want?”

“I want you to fuck me raw. I want you to fill me with your cum.”

In hindsight, the fact that Dan was the town bicycle should have encouraged a little more caution on my part. I blame the alcohol and my longstanding weakness for slutty men. But I would worry about this questionable decision later. At that moment, all my inhibitions had disappeared and I was filled with a deep and overwhelming desire for this slut with his thick uncut cock to shoot his cum inside me.

As soon as these pleas left my lips, Dan’s face hardened into a mask of lust and he was on top of me, pushing my head back and pulling my breasts out of my tank top and squeezing them firmly. He was breathing hard now, and his muscular body was so warm against me that it was almost smothering. His voice was low and tense as he pulled my panties down roughly. “You’re going to take my load like a good girl, aren’t you.”

I nodded and moaned in agreement. He was being rougher with me than he had Sofia as he pulled and pinched my now erect pink nipples. My begging for his cum seemed to have set off something a little dangerous in him, and it was thrilling.

Almost suffocating under his muscular torso, I felt his fingers enter me. I hadn’t orgasmed yet like Sofia and even though I was wet, I was still fairly tight. I could tell he was trying to prepare me to take him without hurting me, but I like it rough and I wanted to feel the soreness of him the next day. “Now,” I whispered into Dan’s shoulder. “Fuck me now.”

[To conclude in part III]

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