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Subject: {ASSM} Bi High 3 ch.3 by Rebecca Stancil (mmf, romance, teen)
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Bi High Book 3
by High School Sweetheart

Part 03


"Fuck my tits," I was giggling, on my back now and looking up as Mark
straddled my body.

"Yeah, squeeze your tits together for me, Stephy," Mark was smiling,
pressing his cock into the creamy valley between my breasts.

I pushed them close around him, covering the tops with my fingers,
trapping that huge dick right where I wanted it. This was pretty new,
and pretty cool, having Mark make love to my body like that, fucking
my boobs while I tilted my head down, watching and giggling and
sticking my tongue out so I could lick at the head of Mark's cock when
it was close enough for me to reach.

"You guys need baby oil," Chris giggled and he was coming back from
the bathroom after cumming in my ass.

"Oh, thanks, man!" Mark grinned at his boyfriend as Chris started
squeezing slippery oil from a plastic bottle over my tits and fingers
and Mark's cock.

"Ummmm..." I laughed and Mark was fucking my tits nicely, working his
oily cock back and forth slowly and he was so big I could kiss the tip
when he slid all the way forward. It was so sexy like that, his cum
filled balls sliding over my pale skin and his penis was hot, burning
as it worked its way back and forth. My nipples were hard and burning
and that oil was warm and cool at the same time, bringing goosebumps
to my excited flesh.

We were making a serious mess, but we didn't care. There was a
laundromat around the corner and we'd clean it all up later. Sex was
fun when it was messy and there was already a wet spot growing under
my ass from Chrissy's sperm trickling out of my sore butt.

"You guys want some donuts?" Chris asked and he was getting dressed
and that just made me laugh more.

"Yeah, dude, get some of those cream filled ones," Mark told him, like
we weren't having sex at all. He was straddling my body, bare butt
naked with his huge cock and big old balls sliding between my baby
oiled tits, and he acted like it was completely normal. God, that was
so cool! How was I ever gonna go back home?

"Cream filled!" I giggled and my left tit, all slick with oil slipped
under my hand and I had to grab it again, pressing it against Mark's
dick.

"And some orange juice," Mark nodded.

"Some milk, please!" I called and Chris just shook his head, putting
on his shoes.

Mark reached behind him, fingering my cunt and making me nod and hitch
a sharp breath as I looked up into his eyes. This was really good; way
better than going to church on Sunday mornings, but I did sorta miss
that too. I liked going to church. It just felt right, you know? Even
if it was boring sometimes. At least I could play little eye games
with Mark while we were there and sometimes my mom would catch us and
she'd give my hip a sharp pinch. But I liked that too and I missed it
a lot.

But tit fucking was pretty good too and I don't know why it felt so
good for me, but it did. I guess it was just cause it was my body,
like I wanted Mark to fuck every part of me. Not just my pussy or my
mouth, or even my ass someday. I liked feeling his cock on my skin
too. Sometimes he'd just rub himself on my thigh, or I'd play with his
cock with my feet while we watched television on the tiny TV set that
came with the room. Or sometimes he'd give me a massage and Mark was
really good at that. He had big calloused hands, but they were
incredibly gentle somehow, hard and soft all at once and I didn't mind
their roughness. It just reminded me that Mark knew how to work, you
know? He was so strong and he'd get on my thighs, his cock riding
across my ass, like sliding along the deep crack between my butt
cheeks, and he'd rub me so nice that I never wanted him to stop.

We had all kinds of sex and all the time, but it wasn't always
fucking. It was just touching and being close and, I dunno, being
together. I loved it. I loved them, Mark and Chris, and sex was so
normal for us now. I'd try and remember the times when it was
something really serious, like back before we even knew Chris. Mark
and I would like make plans for how and when and where we would have
sex, and it so...Serious. It was weird and fun and special, sure, but
this was better. It wasn't really serious at all, well it was serious,
but I mean it was funny and cool and so relaxed. We could talk about
getting donuts while we fucked, I mean that's how cool it was, and
Mark and Chris were so fine with it. Two boys sharing me and I was
sharing both of them.

It was perfect.

Mark's cock was dark and oily and he fucked me faster after a few
minutes, wanting to cum because we'd been fooling around for a long
time and we both needed a bathroom. He was rubbing my pussy nice too,
sort of leaning back and pushing with his hips and I was lifting my
ass off the bed, feeling my pussy all hot and quivering inside. I
almost wanted him to stop what he was doing and just fuck the
daylights out of my pussy, but this was too nice. We had it down now
and I really wanted to feel his sperm shooting on my face. That was my
new thing too, like I was a total slut if he did that. Sometimes I
sucked both him and Chris off, just so they'd both cum on my face. It
was a lot too, usually, and I'd get a real cum bath. Chris would
always clean me up after too, he was really into that, and we'd make
out while he used his tongue to lick up all the sperm and then we'd
share it with kisses while Mark watched.

"Cum on my face...Shoot it...I want it..." I was breathing the words,
watching that cock fucking my body and Mark was right there.

"Oh fuck, Stephy...Yeah..." He didn't stop moving, he just kept sliding
his dick between my tits and the first heavy jet of cum shot over my
extended tongue and open mouth, all the way up to my forehead.

Mark was cumming a lot, like he always did, and most of it sprayed
onto my face, but a lot of it was on my neck and between my tits and
it didn't matter. He kept fucking my tits, mixing his sperm up with
the oil and I was licking around my mouth and giggling. He'd painted
my face good with a couple shots and I could feel him on my cheeks and
even see some on my nose and a little was running into my right eye,
making me blink and water, just cause it was salty and a little
annoying.

"Heh!" I smacked my lips and let go of my boobs as Mark slowly got off
me. He was licking his fingers, all wet with my juices, but I hadn't
cum or anything. That was okay though, I still felt pretty good.

"I gotta piss," Mark grinned and I just shrugged.

"That's a bit more information than I need," I giggled, trying to
remember where I'd heard that before.

He was grabbing the towel off the back of our chair; we only had one
of each in that little room.

"Aww, you're going to use my towel?" I made a face.

"I'm gonna take a shower," Mark looked at me. "Come on, I'll share."

"We need more towels," I giggled.

"Yeah, we need a lot of stuff, Stephy," Mark shrugged. "Hurry up. You
can pee in the shower."

"What?" I shook my head. "You're so gross."

"What?" Mark was already going into the bathroom, which was tiny. "You
never peed in the shower?"

"Maybe when I was a kid," I told him, getting up slowly.

"Probably never peed in a swimming pool either, huh?" Mark laughed.

"I don't want to hear it, okay?" I stretched a little and scraped a
finger across my cheek, finding a gob of sperm and I licked it clean.

"Who keeps leaving the toilet seat down?" Mark called and I just
groaned at him. I knew he was teasing me.

"Hey, are you guys decent in there?" Chris knocked on the door, cause
it was locked automatically and he hadn't brought the key.

"I'm decent," I giggled, opening the door. "Mark's being pretty gross
thoooo...oh...hi..."

I turned seriously red and I stood there, naked with sperm on my face
and neck, and my boobs and tummy all baby oiled up. I was all bed
headed too and my pink pussy was sorta gaping wide open and my sore
ass was leaking Chrissy's cum. I was a real mess and a long, long ways
from decent! I only stood there for about three seconds before I had
the good sense to run for the bathroom.

"She's decent, ya!" I heard Derek's voice chuckling and Chris was
giggling and the girl, Elsa was sort of sucking her cheeks, I thought,
but I was already in the bathroom.

"I asked!" Chris teased me in a loud voice and Mark gave me a funny
look as he stood there, holding his flaccid, but still really big
dick, and peeing into the toilet.

Derek and Elsa were a couple kids from Germany. They were just about
our age, a little older like eighteen years maybe, and hiking around
the world or something. They were pretty nice, really cool and funny
and we'd hung out with them for a bit. Most of the people staying at
the hostel were young and from other countries, so we'd actually met
quite a few people, but most of them were just there for a few days
and then going someplace else. Derek and Elsa were staying for a week
and it was almost up, then they were going to Montreal to check that
place out.

Anyway, when Chris asked if we were decent I thought he was joking,
you know? Obviously he wasn't and I really felt pretty embarrassed,
actually. It wasn't like I ran around New York City acting like a
slut; it was just when we were alone, in our room, that I sorta let
myself go. It was a fantasy, that's all. The rest of the time I was
still me, like the good girl from back home, the innocent virgin,
although I wasn't that good. I did hold hands and even kiss my
boyfriends in public now, so it wasn't exactly the same as it was back
in Iroquois County, but I didn't usually walk around naked and
dripping cum in front of people either. Like who would?

"Derek and Elsa are out there," I told Mark and he laughed at me.
"It's not funny, look at me."

"Yeah, I know," Mark was about done and he was shaking his dick and I
always thought that was kinda cute.

"Hurry up in there, Derek knows where we can get horses," Chris told
us through the closed door.

"He does?" I asked, sorta forget my humiliation for just a second.

"We're gonna take a shower," Mark said. "Stephy is a mess."

"Yeah, no doubt," Chris laughed. "We sorta noticed."

"It's okay, Stephanie," Derek was saying in his accented voice. "Elsa
is a messy girl too in the mornings. You should see her, ya?"

"Uh, yeah," I giggled and I was always confused when I talked to
Derek. Elsa didn't speak very much English at all, she just smiled a
lot.

"Good," Derek laughed and then said something in German to his
girlfriend and she laughed too.

"Dirty is goot, ya?" the girl said or asked or something and I
giggled.

"Sometimes," I agreed through the closed door and made a face at Mark.

"The hell are you guys talking about?" Mark chuckled and he was
turning on the shower.

"I don't know," I laughed and spoke softly. "I'm just being friendly."

The shower was very small, like everything else, and so Mark and I
stood very close together, which I didn't mind at all. I washed him
first, soaping his chest and sides as he faced me, looking up into his
face as my hard nipples grazed his skin. The water was warm, but not
really hot the way I liked it, but that was okay. I washed his cock
slowly, taking my time and giggling as it grew hard in my soapy hands.

"Down boy," I whispered and Mark had his arms around me, bending his
lips to mine.

"Turn around," he told me and I knew he was going to fuck me.

"I have to pee," I said, not really making an excuse, but it was true.

"So? Do it," he smiled and then kissed me again and it was hard, I
mean mentally more than physically, but the water was washing us
anyway, so I did pee while we kissed, and that was so weird.

"Sorry," I breathed a minute later, cause I'd peed a lot and mostly on
our legs and feet.

"I don't mind," Mark was holding me close, his hands on my ass. "I
love you."

"I love you too," I promised and then he was turning me around and I
just closed my eyes and smiled as Mark bent his knees, lowering
himself so he could penetrate my pussy from beneath while we stood
there.

"Ummm..." I winced a little and then it was okay and Mark pushed himself
in until I was literally standing tip-toe.

I braced my hands against the wall, letting the soap go, and pushing
my ass back so Mark could fuck me good from behind. We fucked like
that all the time too, and I don't mean just in the shower, I mean
whenever and wherever it happened to happen. Since we'd run away it
was like we were a bunch of sex fiends, doing it three or four or five
times a day. Really. And I had no idea where those guys were getting
all that energy from.

I guess being sixteen and seventeen year olds, Chris and Mark were
just sperm factories anyway, but still. It was sort of wearing me out
sometimes, but then we'd start fooling around and I wouldn't feel worn
out at all. At least now I was getting my pussy filled again. I had
been pretty frustrated with just giving them blowjobs and anal sex,
although that hadn't been terrible either. But this was better; a girl
needs to be fucked, you know?

"Yeah...Fuck me..." I groaned and I was hot for it, just that quick. From
zero to sex in a heartbeat, that was me.

"What are you guys doing in there?" Chris was knocking on the door.

"N-Nothing..." I gasped as Mark pushed extra deep and then giggled
breathlessly.

"Yeah, okay," Chris laughed and said something to Derek and Elsa.

"Hey, I'm going to Derek's room," Chris told us. "Just come over there
when you guys are done."

"Okay, this won't...Ugh...Take long..." Mark answered for us and he was
stroking my pussy nice with his big dick.

"Put a baby in me..." I looked over my shoulder, smiling weakly as I was
finally going to get my orgasm and Mark froze.

"You're not..." He narrowed his eyes.

"Not what?" I rolled my eyes. "I'm still on the pill, just...Pretend,
okay?"

"Oh, well...Sure." He looked relieved and I guess it wasn't really his
fantasy to make me pregnant.

"Never mind," I closed my eyes. "Just fuck me good now. Make me cum."

I wasn't really disappointed, or mad or anything, but maybe it seemed
like I was, I dunno. I just really wanted to get into that fantasy and
it was maybe the first time I'd really mentioned it out loud, so I
guess Mark did have a reason to wonder. I'm sure he had his little
things, like all people do, and I didn't know all of them, so why
should I expect him to know mine? Still, it would have been nice if
he'd really been into it, playing along like he was going to put a
baby in my tummy. Fuck his potent sperm right into my womb and knock
me up so everyone could see it.

That was going to make me cum, the idea of walking around school with
my cheerleading outfit getting tighter and tighter every day until
finally it didn't cover my belly anymore. I'd be all swollen with my
golden skirt low around my hips and my red top stretched taut over my
milk-filled tits, all big and heavy and dripping wet. And my tummy
would be sticking out and...Oh yeah...I was cumming good thinking about
that. Cumming all over Mark's thick member as he fucked it into me
good, getting closer to his own orgasm, and that was going to set me
off again, right at the end the way I liked it.


cont>>>>

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