The night things changed (MMF/Orgy/Romantic)

After using my then GF on a weekly basis for a fuck toy for me and my good friend, things started tapering off. It became routine for her to come over, drink a few beers, then either get spit roasted or shared between us. There were times I ended up drinking a little too much and start fucking her first but not able to finish. In those instances she would just ask for my friend. He would easily come into the room and pound her amazing pussy with his big cock.

The best parts of fucking her with him for me was always going back in the bedroom when he was done and start fucking her again with his cum all over her. Sober or not see cum glistening across her 34b tits and clit would make any man want have her next.

Isabelle (as I will call her) seemed to enjoy us two fucking her. The sex was so routine at this point that we would all take turns deciding who was to fuck what and how. When Isabelle made the calls it was always sensuous and intense, when we made the decision it was always rough, and hardcore regardless if it was both of us at once or taking turns.

The weekend after the party. [MFM]

After sharing my then girlfriend with my buddy it became routine event. Shortly after the party my buddy and I talked about how I had basically served a his wing man getting her nice and wet so he could have his way with her that night. He told me how he would fuck her when his girlfriend wouldn’t satisfy his needs, which was no surprise since most of the guys I knew would brag about fucking her often. The next time I saw her at work I tried to act as if it never happened, but inside I could not stop thinking about it. I wanted her lush pussy back in my month and now could not help but want to fuck her like the others have before me.

I was having small talk with her at work when my buddy joined in on the conversation. He was more crass then I was and asked her out right if she had fun at the party. She replied “yeah, it was alright,” as if to just spite him. After work my buddy and I went to my house and drank. He showed me pictures of her from a few weeks prior to our party. The first few pics were of her cute face. Her eyes were shut and mouth opened just enough for you to know that she was enjoying his big thick cock inside one of her tight holes. Those few pics were different facial expressions that were unmistakably her in sheer ecstasy.

[MMF] The night that started it all

When I first met my wife she was a known whore. All the guys that I worked with either fucked her themselves or knew a friend that had her. They all thought she was wild, I thought of her nothing more then a slut, which I myself was fucking different girls constantly making me no better.

She was cute, brunette long hair, about 5′ 6, 90 pounds with a perfect ass and perky 34B tits. She looked good but just didn’t spark my interest at the time. We didn’t really talk alot, after all I knew alot about her from the guys she fucked regularly. I started seeing more and more of her at parties that summer and being drunk started hitting on her. She would always flirt then fuck one of friends which I could care less about.

Eventually I invited her over to one of my parties one weekend. She showed in a halter top and a mini skirt that barely covered her sexy ass. As the night went on my friends and I were all flirting with her, all of us trying to fuck her that night. At one point I convinced her to show us all her tits and have a topless beer, which she gladly obligated the offer showing off her studded pierced firm tits.