Message-ID: <57775asstr$1213895402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: h1g2000prh.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: rache <rache696@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <47aedd85-3686-46c1-b4cb-24368a342636@h1g2000prh.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2008 02:37:46 +0000 (UTC) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: h1g2000prh.googlegroups.com; posting-host=222.127.245.29; posting-account=JabuVAoAAACpzQZHTRyS7ub3Un5mIVxy User-Agent: G2/1.0 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 7.0; Windows NT 5.1; .NET CLR 1.0.3705; .NET CLR 1.1.4322; Media Center PC 4.0; .NET CLR 2.0.50727; MEGAUPLOAD 2.0),gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2008 19:37:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} Bi High 3 ch.2 by Rebecca Stancil (mmf, romance, teen) Lines: 348 Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2008 13:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2008/57775> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman Bi High Book 3 by High School Sweetheart Part 02 "Mmmm...You're getting good at this, Stephy," Mark smiled down at me. He was kneeling on the carpet and holding my hair out of the way with his hands, watching me as I sucked his big thick cock on my hands and knees. Chris was behind me, kneeling as well so he could fuck my pussy hard with his smaller, but very comfortable penis. I loved taking both of them at the same time like that, it really did make me feel like a slut and it turned me on hard. I was taking my boyfriends' cocks at both ends, enjoying the sights and sounds and smells, and most of all the raw physical love that they were giving me. I was getting a lot better at sucking Mark, which is really saying something cause his dick is so huge. I could take more than half of it though, getting the head and a bit more actually into my throat, but he was so fat! God! I just couldn't do him the way I did Chris, but Mark was okay with it. He loved getting a blowjob and he especially loved watching Chris fuck me, I think that turned him on more than anything, even if he did like to complain because Chris always went first. "Let's switch, dude," Mark grinned and that was his solution, and a new game we'd started playing. "Okay..." Chris thrust into me one more time like he might forget how good my pussy felt, and then he was pulling out. "You guys..." I giggled and licked my lips and swallowed spit and precum, but I wasn't really complaining. We'd start with Chris fucking me while I sucked Mark, I mean after a pretty long make-out session usually, which was hot all by itself. But once we were warmed up, we'd all fuck. Chris would get my pussy nice and wet and relaxed while I worked my mouth on Mark's hard cock for awhile, and then they'd switch so that Mark could take advantage of me being so hot, wet, and ready. It was nice for me, seriously, and I pretty much loved it. I just didn't want them to get big heads, you know? "God, you're beautiful." Chris kissed me first, lowering his mouth to mine and pushing his tongue between my lips. He wanted to taste Mark in my mouth and I was feeding Chrissy my tongue with a happy giggle. I groaned into Chrissy's mouth as Mark rubbed his swollen cockhead over my already wide open pussy. He was just teasing me, chuckling and watching me and Chris suck each other's tongues. When I felt his dick finally entering me I sighed because Mark was a lot thicker than Chris and even though we had sex all the time, I was still nice and tight for him. Mark was growling softly, making deep little grunting sounds like a baby pig as he pushed inside me slowly. He filled me without pausing until I gave him a little gasp when that hardness touched the very bottom of my sex. That was good too, how Mark was longer than Chris and not just that, but longer than I was deep, if you know what I mean. He had another inch to give me and he was already at my cervix, so Mark was going to work his cock in and out, opening my pussy even more, finding the room so that I could have all of him. That was my other thing, besides feeling like a slut; I liked the thought of Mark's cock actually inside my womb. I didn't know for sure, but I figured he must have been working my cervix open, squeezing his cockhead inside that soft bottleneck and into my bare womb. Even if Chris was right and it didn't work like that though, it was still okay. Just wishing it was made it our sex great. "God, I wish I wasn't on the pill..." I breathed and then Chris was rubbing the head of his penis over my lips. "Who's baby would you want?" Chris asked me and then he pushed his cock back into my mouth so that I couldn't answer. Somewhere above me, while Mark worked his fat cock in and out of my pussy, and I swirled my tongue around Chrissy's cock, my two boyfriends were kissing. I could hear them, the wet soft sounds of their lips and tongues. I could hear their breathless sighs. I could hear Mark telling Chrissy he loved him, and Chris whispering those same words back to the bigger boy while they made love to me. That was all it took to make me cum. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-= I didn't want to open my eyes because I was having the best dream ever. It was warm in the bed; a soft dry warmth that wrapped itself around me and it felt too good to let it go. One of my boyfriends, Chris, was behind me, spooning me close on our right sides, with his smooth chest to my back and his sleeping mouth in my hair. His left arm was over my ribs, his hand between my breasts, touching me there and trapped. The boy's knees were bent like mine. The tops of his thighs were against the backs of mine and his cock was hard, pressed down rather than up, so that the shaft pressed across my anus, with the dry tip barely touching my moist sex. I'd gotten wet in my sleep. Mark was in front of me, sleeping on his back so that I could hug him while we slept. My left hand was on his lightly furred chest, so big and strong and warm. My head shared the same pillow with his and my lips were close to his neck. I could smell him, the sweet heavy male scent that was all his. I was moving my hand because I couldn't help it. I'd been dreaming of this, exactly this, laying in bed with my two boyfriends, my true loves, and I'd woken up feeling it inside, low in my tummy like a happy need. I moved my hand down to Mark's penis and we were all naked under the thin sheet. I felt for him blindly, but comfortably as I knew his body so well. Every bump and curve and indentation. I found his cock hard, like Chrissy's, and Mark was so big. I enjoyed that about them, the way they were similar and yet so different from each other. Mark was seventeen and large like a full grown man. His hair was short and brown and his eyes were brown too. Mark's body was thick and muscular and he was tall as a giant, I thought sometimes. Well over six feet anyway, and handsome with his chiseled features, his square jaw and cheeks, his thin lips and long straight nose. He was so handsome and confident. Everyone saw Mark when he walked by, everyone wanted to know him and be his friend. Chris was sixteen and pretty without being feminine. He was the sort of boy the ancient Greeks would sculpt in marble, six feet tall exactly and shaped like a dancer, with narrow hips and broad shoulders. His hair was long and blonde and tangled at the ends, no matter how often he might have brushed it, and so he didn't. He would sweep it back from his forehead with his fingers, smiling with his pouting, sensual lips. And his eyes! They were immaculate blue. A color that changed with his mood more than mere light; windows into a fragile soul, it seemed to me. I was a girl and so I was beautiful, and only vaguely aware of that in the same way my boyfriends were unaware of their own appearance. Chris especially had no idea how attractive people found him and it confused him sometimes. I stood five foot ten and my body was formed nicely, due to luck and ancestry more than any specific effort on my part. My hips were nicely rounded, my legs long and smooth. My ass was pert and tight, and my breasts large enough to be noticed and admired. My hair was long and black and wavy, with curling ends. I had blue eyes, angelic like a June sky, and my prominent cheeks and natural smile only enhanced them. We were gorgeous, all of us, and innocent as well, which lends a beauty of another sort. We didn't think of ourselves that way, but we knew it about each other. I'm not bragging really, but only trying to find the reasons for what happened later and how it all came about, because it's confusing how quickly life can go, changing directions in the blink of an eye. We'd already gotten a pretty good taste of that anyway and if I had to explain why I was waking up in a bed with two boys, about 300 miles from home, in a city that I'd never seen before except on television...I don't know if I could. But that's what was happening. I shifted my hips a little, moving carefully and reaching down as I lifted my left leg. Chrissy's cock was incredibly hard and I'd never waken up next to a boy before we'd all run away together. I thought it was pretty cool, those morning erections, but I didn't know where they came from. It was kind of funny and very nice for me. I woke up horny anyway, usually because I'd been dreaming of Chris or Mark, or both of them maybe, and so I wanted to fuck first thing, even though I sorta wanted to pee too usually. That could wait though, for a little bit at least, but Chris' cock was right...there... "Ummm..." I closed my eyes and bit my lip, trying to be quiet and surprise him. I sighed softly as he entered my sex with the head of his penis and Chris must have felt it because he made a soft noise, a sleepy, contented moan, and gave a little push so that his cock was suddenly a quick two or three inches inside me. I pushed myself back too, taking even more of him into the tight confines of my pussy. He was fucking me in his sleep, or maybe just coming half-awake at best, because he murmured softly and pushed again. The walls of my cunt clamped down on him hard as I moved, trying to be slow and gentle and not wake up my other boyfriend too. His cock was right there, Mark's big dick standing stiff against his stomach, and I was pushing my ass back against Chris so that I could move my mouth closer. I was turning sideways on that bed, which was really too small for the three of us anyway. Mark was a heavy sleeper though and he didn't wake up, even when I finally spread my lips and took the smooth head of his cock into my mouth. Chris was awake by then, wide awake, but he didn't say anything. He was fucking me from behind and practically falling off the edge of the bed. He had his left hand on my hip now, pulling me against him as he drove his cock slowly in and out of me. The room was filled with soft grunts and heavy breathing and the soft slurping sounds I was making as I worked my mouth carefully up and down Mark's cock. He was getting wet now, precum starting to appear at the tip of his penis and I licked and kissed it away. I gave him the softest blowjob I could, not wanting to wake him up, but knowing I probably would. It would have been so cool getting him to cum in his sleep though. Chris was rocking my pussy nice too, really fucking me hard and I didn't mind. My pussy was so ready for that and only the nuisance of feeling the need to pee was spoiling it. I could wait though, I told myself, I was feeling good and I wanted to cum first. That was all I really wanted, to have a little orgasm because Mark and Chris seemed to take forever to cum in the mornings. "Mmmm...Stephy..." I heard Mark's sleepy voice and then felt his fingers in my hair, which was wild and tangled from sleeping. I looked up at him, circling my tongue around Mark's cockhead and he was watching me with a little smile. It had to be a nice way to wake up, for both of them, finding their hard cocks inside their girlfriend's pussy and mouth. I loved fucking them both at the same time and whenever I did it with just one or the other I felt like I was missing something. I needed two cocks inside me at once, there was no denying that and I worked on squeezing my pussy muscles for Chris while I bobbed my mouth up and down on Mark. I was getting really good at fucking. "You like that?" I asked Mark, rubbing his wet cock all over my face slowly and catching my breath. "Fuck yeah," he nodded. "Am I a slut?" I breathed. "Am I a little cocksucker?" "A cocksucking slut..." Mark grinned. "...You know you are." "Everybody knows now," I moaned and rocked my ass around Chrissy's cock as he fucked me good. "Suck it...I want to cum on your face..." Mark grabbed my head, twisting his fingers in my hair and pulling my mouth down on his dick. "Mmphhh..." I groaned as Chris pulled out of my pussy suddenly, leaving me all empty inside. "Here..." Chris was breathing hard too and then I felt the head of his cock at my asshole, all wet and slippery with our juices. At least on the outside, inside was going to be something else entirely. I moaned loudly, trying to relax as he pushed hard with his hips, not jabbing, but applying a steady pressure that opened my tight little anus around him slowly. I gave a muffled gasp and Mark held my head tight to his cock as Chrissy's penis invaded my rectum and it didn't really hurt so much as just feel good. I was sort of used to it now and Chris liked fucking me in the ass, so we'd been doing it a lot since getting to the City. At first I'd thought it was just because I'd had my period, but that wasn't the only reason, and Chris was telling me about it. "God, you have such a great ass, Stephy!" He was stroking his cock in and out, a little deeper every time and I was sorta dry inside, but even so it was okay. The boy was leaking a lot of precum and that helped. Soon it was even better than okay, really, and I sucked Mark harder, working my tongue around his cockhead as best I could, even though my mouth was pretty full. Chris moved us so that I was more on my knees than on my side, just so he could really fuck my ass hard once I was used to it. Those erections my boyfriends got in the mornings were the best too, I don't know what it was, but they were both hard as steel it felt like and my ass burned when Chris got himself up a little higher. He was spreading my heart shaped ass with his hands so he could see how my asshole was just sucking at the shaft and he must have been leaking precum like crazy cause even though that cock was big and hard and sort of blunt, you know, it was sliding in and out of me easy now. They could fuck a long time too, both of them could first thing in the morning and sometimes we'd have to stop just so we could pee, dumb as that sounds. Maybe that was why they had such a hard time cumming, if you'll excuse the pun. Whatever it was, it was a part of male anatomy I was growing pretty fond of and if we hadn't run away I never would have known what waking up sex was like, or at least not until I got married probably. It was going to suck giving this up every morning when we went back home and I was pretty sure my boyfriends felt the same way. They were getting used to it quickly themselves. "Uggghh...Fuck my ass!" I lifted my mouth cause Chris was all the way in and it hurt, but in that good way, like it was just proof that we were really doing it. "You want me to cum in your ass?" Chris drove his cock home hard, making my whole body jerk and I was shaking anyway. "Yeah...God yessss..." I hissed, burying my mouth down around Mark's balls while I stroked his cock with my hands. I was seriously into talking dirty too and actually I'd always liked that a lot, but I'd been kinda shy about it. Now though, being so far from home, it was like I could say and do anything I wanted and it hadn't been that hard getting Mark and Chris to go along. It was sexy for some reason, talking nasty while we fucked, and it just made it better somehow. Chris was going to cum pretty soon, just because my ass was nice and hot and so tight around his dick. I was squeezing him too, clenching my ass muscles like I was trying to keep him inside me, and he could feel it. I know I could, and it just made it feel even better for both of us. Pretty soon I figured I'd be so good at ass fucking with Chris that I'd let Mark do it, cause I knew he wanted to. Not that there was anything wrong with my pussy, they loved fucking me there too, but they were both ass men, which sounds really funny. Ass men. I sorta giggled when I thought about it, but seriously, the first thing Mark and Chris would check out on a girl was her ass. They didn't care about tits or legs, so long as she had a fine ass, that was all that mattered and they'd compare notes too, which I totally laughed at. Thankfully, my ass was nice and round and firm and just about perfect, or so they both told me repeatedly, and that made me feel a little better. It wasn't as nice as Stacy Martin's maybe, but she was a bitch anyway and Mark and Chris knew it, and so she could have the greatest ass in the world, my boyfriends wouldn't go near it after what she did to me. But that's a long story and I don't want to think about her anyway. She's on my list. I was taking Mark's balls in my mouth, one at a time, licking and sucking them, getting those big sperm filled orbs all nice and hot. I loved Mark's balls and someday he was going to give me a baby with them, I was positive of that. Chris was going to give me a baby too, I'd promised myself, and all I was doing was waiting until I was grown up. A couple more years, that's all I needed, and I'd be ready. Sometimes I didn't even want to wait that long and every day when I took my birth control pill I wished I didn't. I worshipped Mark's balls, jerking his huge cock while I kissed his balls, imagining all that creamy sperm inside there, just waiting to find my eggs and knock me up good. I wanted like ten kids, I swear, all the kids my womb could make, boys and girls, some of them blonde and pretty like Chris, the rest big and dark and handsome like Mark. It was such a good dream and I was rubbing my pussy hard, moaning around Mark's balls so he could feel the soft vibrations of my throat tickling him, and Chris was fucking my ass hard now, getting closer and closer, telling me I was such a dirty slut for letting him cum in my ass. "Oh...Steph..." Chris groaned and shoved his cock deep and I could feel him spurting inside me, his cum shooting into my ass hard. It was always a weird feeling, having cum in my ass, but I liked it too. I liked it a lot and I squeezed my butt as hard as I could, wanting to milk the boy for every drop of his hot sperm. cont>>>> -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+