Two guys one night [MMF]

My friends and I rented a massive mansion for Valentines weekend. We originally planned it to be just us girls (5 of us), but it WAS Valentines so I messaged the guy I liked to come hook up after the party. Me and him have really great sex and he’s a lot of fun to hang out with. We usually drink, smoke, then fuck for hours.

Of the 5 girls, four of us planned on inviting a guy over. I told my guy to come over anytime after 11pm, but everyone else invited their man over around 8.

One of my friends, let’s call her Stacey, invited a guy over that she wasn’t really interested in but apparently they have great sex.
When he came over, from the second we laid eyes on each other, I could feel the tension.
He’s beautiful. Around 6-6’1, dark hair, green eyes, nice beard, middle eastern, with a great body; let’s call him Paul.
We all began playing drinking games, and one of the dares was for Paul to kiss any girl of his choosing. He stood up, walked around the table, spun me around on my chair and very seductively tried to kiss me; I turned my face away and gave him my cheek. Everyone kind of gasped, and Paul said “okay fine”, turned around and kissed another one of the girls. He made a point to make a whole show of it, even grabbed her tits and pulled on her hair a bit. It was very sexy and I was jealous but I didn’t let it show.
The games continued for a while, everyone getting drunker by the hour. Finally, my date showed up, red roses in hand. I quickly walked him in, introduced him to everyone and made him a drink. There weren’t enough chairs at the table, so I let my date sit on my seat, and I sat in his lap. I was very drunk and it didn’t take long for us to completely forget there were others in the room before we had our tongues down each other’s throats. I had a skirt on, and he slipped his hand up between my thighs, teasing my pussy outside of my panties.
Eventually, someone called for our attention back to the games and we continued playing until I got up to get myself some more water. Paul followed me with an excuse that he needed to grab some snacks. Once in the kitchen, Paul came up really close behind me, pressed his body on to mine, and whispered I looked bored with my guy. I said “bored? We haven’t even started doing anything yet and I’m already so wet for him”.
I could tell Paul was extremely jealous. He got even closer to my face, brushed my hair away from my neck, took a deep breath and told me I smelt delicious. The tension was very high, but my friend (Paul’s date) and my date were just a few feet from us in the next room. I broke away from him, grabbed water, and went back to my date.
The drinking games continued and then at one point I noticed Paul and I were the only ones sitting at the table, everyone left to take a break and get refills, use the bathroom, or go for a smoke.
Paul switched seats to beside me. He told me I was incredibly sexy, and that he couldn’t control how jealous he was feeling. He ended up leaning in, grabbed me from the back of my head, and kissed me very deeply. We kissed for a few seconds before I broke it off and ran to the kitchen to find my friends. I went up to Stacey and said “I’m so sorry, Paul kissed me and I let him”. She laughed and said it was completely okay. She said everyone could tell there was a lot of sexual tension between us, and that she (Stacey) actually drunk dialled her ex to come over shortly so Paul was free if I wanted him.
I went in search of my date, and found him washing his hands in the bathroom sink. I got in the bathroom, which is right in eyesight of where everyone was in the kitchen, closed the door behind me, and started kissing him. He picked me up, put me on the counter, and again, massaged my pussy outside my panties. He pulled my panties to the side, knelt down, and started eating me out. He was HUNGRY. He ate me out so intensely, I was damn sure my moans could be heard. I ended up cuming and squirting, all over my date’s beard. I readjusted my clothes, and tried to inconspicuously rejoin the group.
One of the guys pointed out my lipstick was messed up, so I ran to my room to freshen up. Paul followed me. He came in to my room, shut the door behind me, and started kissing me passionately. While making out, he began massaging my pussy, pulled my panties to the side and slipped a finger deep in me. I moaned out loud. I knew this was so wrong.
I heard someone calling out my name from downstairs so I quickly pushed Paul off me, and ran downstairs. Paul followed shortly after. My date asked me if I was ready to head to bed, so we went upstairs and as soon as the door shut, he was all over me. He ripped my shirt off, told me to keep my skirt and thigh high socks on, get on the bed, on my elbows and knees, ass up-face down, with my back to him, and completely expose myself to him. I positioned myself in the leap frog position, ass in the air, and my date began desperately devouring my pussy and ass. He had packed an overnight bag and and at one point, he went over to his bag, pulled out a few things (I couldn’t see because it was dark), and walked back over to me on the bed. A few moments went by and I heard handcuffs. He tied both my hands behind my back, bent me over in the leap frog position again while I lay there waiting. I heard the sounds of a vibrator turn on, and then felt the cold, lubed up vibrator press against my clit before being forced inside me. Then I heard a very sharp smacking noise, followed by the sensation of hot stinging on my ass cheek; he had whipped me with a riding crop. The sex went on like this for hours; me completely at his mercy; him using all sorts of toys to force me in to orgasm after orgasm, before eventually shoving his huge thick cock inside my tight little pussy. He pounded me out continuously, forcing me to ride out each orgasm, and then slowly inserted a very lubed up toy inside my tight little asshole. That sent me over the hill with the most extreme orgasm, I swear my screams could be heard from down the street.

A few hours passed. We were both exhausted, and he said he couldn’t stay because he had work in the morning. I put on some clothes, walked him to the front door, kissed him goodnight and locked the door behind him.
Everyone was already asleep, or so I thought. I went to the kitchen to grab myself some water, and Paul was standing in the kitchen in his boxers. He said he couldn’t sleep because my loud sex was keeping him up. He said he jerked off to the sound of my moans, and kept closing his eyes pretending it was us. I laughed it off, said good night and went back to my room.
I shut my room door, closed the blinds, and I fell asleep nearly instantly.
Moments later, my bedroom door opened and Paul was standing in my doorway. He apologized, said he got the wrong room, and asked if he could get good night hug, to which I said yes. He walked over to the bed, gave me a very tight, warm hug, stepped back, tilted my chin up to face him, and began kissing me very passionately. He stood up straight, went to shut the door, came back to me, and got on top of me while kissing me deeply.

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Ps sorry for spelling errors, I’m typing this out pretty fast on my phone :)

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