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[MMF] Time for a DP... | 2016

Ladies and gentlemen, the story you are about to read is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Earlier parts can be found here and here.

Buckle up, or rather unbuckle...it's about to get weird.

In the weeks following everything starting between us, John, Abby, and I oddly fell into a bit of a routine. Being college students busy with school, work-study, and actual work, it wasn't that often that we were all together at our apartment together.

As often as not I would come home at night and she'd be in his bed, only to slink back to ours sometime in the middle of the night.

Overall her sex drive was definitely waxing, but we still had our downtimes.

Now one thing rather great about Abby is that despite her slight apprehension about sex and her anxiety over getting pregnant, she's always been very, very enthusiastic about anal. She's said some of her earliest exploring on her own when she was younger was down that line and the third time she and I had sex when we first started dating, it was anal.

Before John, it wasn't at all uncommon for her to have a toy in her ass when we had sex or for her to be using a vibrator on her clit while I was in her ass. If anything, she seemed to cum harder and we had built up a rather decent collection of toys.

Naturally I suppose when she started fucking both John and I and we all got more comfortable with the situation, double penetration was something she very much wanted to try.

This however presented a bit of a problem. I don't know if it was just us or if porn gave us some unrealistic expectations, but DP is hard.

We tried just about every combination of positions we could think of. Her laying on her stomach on one of us, then the other. Her on her back, on her side, kneeling, standing. For one reason or another we could never get anything to work. Either John or I were frozen in place, we couldn't get into any sort of rhythm, or she would be in pain.

Ultimately our attempts would deteriorate into one of us fucking her after the other and while we were all satisfied, there was a definite frustration.

Abby though, was pretty determined.

A few weeks after our first night with John, we all resolved to make it happen. We smoked and drank a little to help get us loosened up and then it was on.

I laid back on our bed while she knelt above me and took my cock into her mouth. She gave me a lazy smile with her eyes and then closed them as John got behind her and started playing with her pussy and ass.

We kept a pretty generous supply of lube around and he kept going back to the bottle for more. Whatever he was doing she was definitely enjoying it as she kept moaning with my cock in her mouth.

Taking my cock out of her mouth, she grabbed it and slowly jerked me while I handed her a condom. Once she rolled it on she crawled up my body and then reached between us and guided me inside her.

Her pussy was tight but John certainly hadn't been skimping on the lube and I slid right in to her. She kissed me slowly as she rocked back and forth a few times, getting comfortable.

I reached up and held her tightly to my chest as John climbed on the bed behind her. As he inched closer he rubbed his cockhead against her ass and there was an odd moment when I felt his brush against mine.

Abby had always asked that one of us hold her tightly as the other was trying to enter her ass. I held her against me and her breath caught as John pushed the head of his cock inside her. She grunted softly and squeezed my cock as she tried to get used to him inside her.

There was a sort of hazy lust in her eyes and when John announced that he was going to continue she gave me a greedy grin.

Might just be one of the strangest feelings of my life, but I swear I could feel him every inch of the way as he pressed himself inside her. She squeezed me tighter the deeper he got and by the time he was all the way in she was quivering.

We all just stayed that way for a few minutes, each getting used to each other.

“Your show babe,” I finally said and she began rocking gently back and forth. We had agreed before we started that she'd control our tempo at first until she was comfortable.

It was a bit awkward and strange. I could feel him a bit and this intense sort of pressure. He held her by her hips as she fell into this little rocking motion.

Before too long she looked over her shoulder and nodded at him and he started working himself in and out of her as she kept her little rocking. I couldn't really feel too much to be honest. Certainly felt good but not incredible. As John picked up his pace though there was little cascade effect.

She started moaning and whimpering more and with it she started rolling back and forth a bit on my cock. I could see by the way that he was pistoning behind her that he had started going to town. Once Abby relaxes she, uh, opens up a bit more and anal gets pretty easy.

John started getting more vocal as he fucked her, saying stuff like “you like that you slut” and “you like those cocks don't you” inbetween his own grunts and everytime he spoke Abby would shudder.

It wasn't long until we were all one big sweaty mess. I could feel John fucking her, this strange sensation of his cock occasionally rubbing against mine, through her.

At one point he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her away from my chest until she was upright and held her against him. He started thrusting in her like crazy and I just couldn't take it anymore and started cumming buckets.

The second I started cumming John stopped and said “Holy fuck I can feel that!” He pushed Abby back against me and she kissed me as he continued to fuck her. She reached over to our nightstand and grabbed this little bullet vibrator and reached down between us and started using it on her clit.

I stayed hard inside her, my spent cock a bit overwhelmed by all the sensations. She started moaning deeply, interspersed by these cute little yippy noises she makes. Before long her whole body stiffened and I knew she was cumming. What felt like seconds later John froze and I swear I could feel his cock stiffen and spasm through her.

We all sort of collapsed in a heap. I couldn't breathe for a second with their combined weight on me, but John quickly pulled out of her and rolled off and then she followed, settling between us.

After a few minutes Abby jumped up and ran off to the bathroom to clean herself up. As much as she liked anal, she always said the messy/slick feeling of lube after sex felt weird to her.

I rolled the condom off my cock and threw it vaguely in the direction of the trashcan as John and I just laid there spent.

I felt some movement on the bed and assumed it was just Abby coming back, but when I felt a mouth on my cock I opened my eyes and gasped. John had my limp cock in his mouth.

He looked up and we locked eyes and he spit my cock out, asking “Is this cool?” I still don't after all these years know quite exactly how you respond to a question like that after what we had just done.

I just sort of half nodded and muttered “yeah...uh...cool” and he took my cock back into his mouth and kept sucking.

Now, I had known John was a bit bi. It had come up in some of the conversations that he, Abby and I had had. I don't know how many guys he might have been with or if it was just familiarity with the equipment, but he could fucking suck cock.

He was more than enthusiastic and started jerking my quickly hardening cock as he sucked my balls one at a time. He was fairly sloppy and there quite a bit of slurping and...

“Eww, what the fuck? That's fucking gross!”

I just about jumped out of my skin as Abby came back into the room. I had been lost in the moment and John stopped sucking me immediately. I was afraid to open my eyes. Another guy sucking me was weird enough, I couldn't really handle her thinking we had crossed some sort of line.

I remember I sort of peeked my eye open and saw her standing by the door to our room, still naked...holding my discarded condom.

“Can't you throw these things away right? It's so gross stepping on one.” I think I let out the biggest sigh of my life. She started laughing and walked over to the bed and climbed next to me as John went back to greedily sucking my cock. She laid her head on my stomach and watched him work.

“That's actually pretty hot.” She craned her neck around and looked at me, smiled, and teased “Is he better than me.” All I could do was gasp out a “he's pretty good.”

I was raging hard again at that point and Abby rolled back on top of me. She scooted down a bit and I felt John take his mouth away from me and her moan let me know where his tongue was. He jerked me a few times and then guided me back inside her.

After having worn a condom, she felt incredible bare. Even more incredible was John licking at both of us and sucking my balls.

She dug her fingers into my chest and started riding me hard. Hard enough that he was forced to pull away, but still rubbing both of us with his hand.

He was squeezing my balls and her pussy was so hot and tight I couldn't take it. I didn't want it to end. I wanted to see her cum again but it was just too much. With him squeezing my balls and her squeezing my cock I erupted inside her. My cock kept spasming and I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life.

She stayed on top of my until my cock went limp and slipped out of her, then John went back to work.