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I felt a shiver run down my spine. “Maybe,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “How do you plan on doing that?”

He smirked, his hazel eyes gleaming. “Well, I could start by kissing you, here,” he said, stepping closer and running a finger along my jawline. “Then maybe I’d work my way down, tasting every inch of you.”

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. “And what makes you think I’d want that?”

He chuckled, a low, sexy sound. “Because I know you, little brother. I know how you like it slow and sensual. I know how you like it rough and hard.”

I felt a flush spread across my cheeks. “You don’t know everything about me, Marcus.”

He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine. “Don’t I?” he whispered. “I know what sounds you make when you’re close. I know how you taste. I know how you feel when you’re coming undone.”

I closed my eyes, my breath hitching as his lips pressed against mine. He kissed me slowly, deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I could taste the remnants of his coffee, sweet and strong.

He pulled back, his eyes dark with desire. “Come on, let’s go to my room,” he said, grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs.

Once in his room, he turned to me, his eyes intense. “Tell me what you want, little brother,” he said, his voice a low growl.

I took a deep breath, my heart pounding. “I want you to touch me,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled, a slow, wicked smile. “Your wish is my command,” he said, stepping closer and running his hands down my chest, my stomach, my hips. He cupped my ass, his fingers gripping tightly.

I moaned softly, my body pressing against his. “More,” I said, my voice breathy.

He chuckled, his hands moving to the hem of my shirt. He pulled it off, his eyes roaming over my body. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, his voice hoarse.

He leaned down, his lips finding my nipple, his tongue licking and sucking. I gasped, my hands gripping his hair. “Fuck, Marcus,” I said, my voice raw with need.

He moved to the other nipple, his teeth grazing it, making me moan. “You like that, don’t you?” he said, his voice a low rumble.

I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. “Yes,” I said, my voice barely a whisper.

He stood up, his hands moving to my belt. He unbuckled it, his fingers brushing against my cock, already hard and aching. I moaned softly, my hips bucking towards him.

He chuckled, his eyes gleaming. “Patience, little brother,” he said, his voice a low growl.

He pushed my pants down, his eyes roaming over my body. “Fuck, you’re so hard,” he said, his voice hoarse.

I nodded, my body aching with need. “I want you, Marcus,” I said, my voice raw with desire.

He smiled, a slow, wicked smile. “And you’ll have me,” he said, his voice a low growl. “But first, I want to taste you.”

He knelt down, his hands gripping my ass as he took my cock in his mouth. I moaned loudly, my hips bucking towards him. “Fuck, Marcus,” I said, my voice raw with pleasure.

He sucked and licked, his tongue swirling around my cock. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing. “I’m close,” I said, my voice breathy.

He looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Come for me, little brother,” he said, his voice a low growl.

I moaned loudly, my body convulsing as I came, my cock pulsing in his mouth. He swallowed every drop, his eyes never leaving mine.

He stood up, his hands pulling off his clothes. I watched, my breath hitching as his cock sprang free, huge and hard. “Fuck, Marcus,” I said, my voice raw with desire.

He smiled, a slow, wicked smile. “You ready for me, little brother?” he said, his voice a low growl.

I nodded, my body aching with need. “Yes,” I said, my voice barely a whisper.

He grabbed my ass, lifting me up and carrying me to the bed. He laid me down, his body covering mine. “Tell me what you want,” he said, his voice a low growl.

I looked into his eyes, my heart pounding. “I want you inside me,” I said, my voice raw with need.

He smiled, a slow, wicked smile. “Your wish is my command,” he said, his voice a low growl.

He reached over, grabbing the lube from his nightstand. He poured some onto his fingers, his eyes never leaving mine. “I’m going to prepare you,” he said, his voice a low rumble.

I nodded, my heart pounding. He pressed a finger against my hole, slowly pushing it in. I moaned softly, my body tensing.

“Relax, little brother,” he said, his voice soothing. “It’ll feel better, I promise.”

He worked his finger in and out, his thumb finding my prostate and rubbing it. I moaned loudly, my body arching against him.

He added another finger, stretching me slowly. I moaned softly, my body tensing and then relaxing.

“You ready for me?” he said, his voice a low growl.

I nodded, my body aching with need. “Yes,” I said, my voice raw with desire.

He removed his fingers, his cock replacing them. He pressed against my hole, slowly pushing in. I moaned loudly, my body tensing.

“Breathe, little brother,” he said, his voice soothing. “It’ll feel better, I promise.”

He pushed in slowly, his cock filling me completely. I moaned softly, my body relaxing.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he said, his voice hoarse.

He started to move, his cock sliding in and out of me. I moaned loudly, my body arching against him.

“Harder,” I said, my voice raw with need.

He smiled, a slow, wicked smile. “Your wish is my command,” he said, his voice a low growl.

He picked up the pace, his cock slamming into me. I moaned loudly, my body convulsing with each thrust.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” I said, my voice raw with pleasure.

He flipped me over, my body now on all fours. He grabbed my hips, his cock sliding back into me. I moaned loudly, my body arching against him.

“Deeper,” I said, my voice breathy.

He groaned, his cock slamming into me. “You like that, don’t you?” he said, his voice a low growl.

I nodded, my body convulsing with each thrust. “Yes,” I said, my voice raw with pleasure.

He reached around, his hand finding my cock. He stroked it in time with his thrusts. I moaned loudly, my body tensing.

“I’m close,” I said, my voice breathy.

He smiled, a slow, wicked smile. “Come for me, little brother,” he said, his voice a low growl.

I moaned loudly, my body convulsing as I came, my cock pulsing in his hand. He groaned, his cock slamming into me as he came, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.

He collapsed on top of me, his body covering mine. I could feel his heart pounding, his breath coming in short gasps.

“Fuck,” he said, his voice hoarse. “That was incredible.”

I smiled, my body relaxing. “Yeah, it was,” I said, my voice soft.

He rolled off me, his body sprawled out on the bed. I turned to him, my eyes meeting his. “Do you think we can do that again sometime?” I said, my voice soft.

Now, as a young adult female, I can say I’m open to many things. In college, I was even known for experimenting, sexually that is, and I don’t mean just having a fling with my roommate. 

No, I was known for being down to try almost anything at least once, which led to some fun experiences that I still try to partake in. Unfortunately, not everyone is down for that now as we’ve gotten a little older… and by older, I mean since I graduated last year.

I swear, if I knew people would become such prudes as soon as they graduate, I'd have been even more active in college, which is saying something.

So instead, I go online and try to find other freaks like me. The biggest challenge is that a lot of the time people say they’re freakier than they actually are. There is nothing more frustrating than getting worked up for a naughty threesome, and finding out the two guys cannot perform in front of one another… and no, when I’m looking for two guys to bang, taking them on one at a time isn’t the same.

Likewise, the number of guys looking for a threesome with their wife/girlfriend, without actually telling them that was the plan, and expecting me to talk them into it… well, that just kind of sucks. Although I have talked a couple of those fine young ladies into someone on one time with me, that’s a different story for a different time.

So when I saw a post asking for someone to screw their husband, I was both interested and hesitant. On the one hand, the fact that the wife was posting made me think that this might be legit. But was I supposed to set him up? I didn’t want to be some honey pot used in a divorce proceeding. That’s not my thing after all. I was looking for some kinky fun.

I opted to meet the two of them together at a nearby bar. That’s when I learned about another option. One where the wife wanted to watch her husband having sex.

“I found a video of him and one of his college flings… and I couldn’t stop watching it,” the wife said.

“Since then she has wanted me to tell her about all the things I did with my exes,” Brad, the husband, said. “When I ran out of stories, she suggested I make some new ones.”

“I encouraged him to find another girl, but once they find out he’s married, it ends. We had one girl even let me watch. She said all these mean things to me, and I turned me on so much,” the wife said.

As she talked, I couldn’t believe it. I was watching her get turned on while talking about how that girl humiliated her. I could never.. But could I be that other girl?

“You want me to humiliate you?”

“Yes,” she said gleefully. “Well, sort of,” she continued. “I want you to pick. I just want to be there as it makes it so much better.”

“Well, for the few times we’ve done it. We’re still pretty new to this,” her husband said. He seemed a little nervous about it, which I get. The wife was… well, a normal-looking wife, who you would never expect wanting something so out of the ordinary. I would have expected her to be a “with the lights out, once a week,” kind of gal, who only did it in the missionary position.

Still, since I knew they were both on board, I was down for it. “And when should we…”

“Whenever works for you. I know it’s a little different,” the wife said, reaching over the table and putting her hand on top of mine. “But it makes our sex life stronger.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah, we fuck like bunnies for a couple of weeks it seems after an event like what we’re asking.”

As I looked at her in her floral print dress, I could never have expected to hear her say the word “fuck,” let alone admit to doing it often. “Multiple times a week, for weeks?”

“Oh, we normally fuck four or five times a week, but after some of his exploits… Well, we often do it twice a day for a week or two at least. Sometimes more…” She was smiling a bit now, and I saw her flushed skin. She was very worked up.

“In fact, just talking about it makes me want to jump him right now.”

“Because you’re thinking of him and I together…”

She just bit her lower lip and smiled and nodded…

I couldn’t believe it. This little housewife was getting laid more than I was. And yet, while they seemed like a boring couple, there was something that turned me on about the idea.

She was still holding my hand, so I took my other hand and put it on top of hers. We were now holding hands as I leaned in and looked into her eyes. “And what if I want to fuck your husband tonight? What if I want to go back to your place and mount him on your marital bed right now… would you still like that?”

She nodded her head even more. I smiled, as I knew I had her right where I wanted her. I might have never done this before, but I was willing to try, and it might be fun.

We headed back to their house. I was a little nervous about it being their place, but I also wasn’t sure I wanted them to come back to my place.

I got out of my car and went right up to the driver’s side door and kissed him while we were all outside. I looked over at the wife, “Don’t you think everyone should know about this?”

I realized it might humiliate her, and she might like it; that's why I did it. But her husband wanted to move inside, so I followed Brad inside. There the babysitter was. She let Brad and his wife know the kids had gone to bed, and she would head out. 

She was young, maybe too young; I wasn’t sure.

“I bet you can’t wait for your husband to fuck the babysitter,” I said to the wife as the door closed with the babysitter now outside.

“She turns 18 this summer… I can’t wait.”

I watched her smile at the thought. I could see how turned on she was getting. Knowing there were kids in the house, I suggested moving to the bedroom. She was a dirty girl in her own way. That was for sure.

The bedroom was large and fancy. A king-size poster bed was where I was going to fuck her husband. I ran my hand across the sheets. They were as high a quality as you’d expect in a place like this.

“So, I think you need to strip your husband naked for me. Let me see what I get to play with.”

She went over to him and took his clothes off while I watched. If I didn’t like what I saw, I would leave.

Instead, I saw a seven-inch dick, and it wasn’t even fully hard.

“Suck on it for me. I want it nice and hard so I can fuck it properly.”

She started to suck on Brad’s dick, and it grew even more. By the time it was done, it was nearly nine inches, even if it was a little on the thin side.

“Very nice,” I said. “I like a nice long cock.”

The wife blushed a little.

“I think you should strip naked too… let your body know how close to that dick it is, and yet, it won’t get it tonight.”

She took her clothes off. It didn’t take long as she wasn’t wearing any panties nor a bra. This was yet another surprise for me, especially for a mom.

I thought I might go a little further with this. “Now come over here and take my clothes off,” I ordered her. She dutifully walked over to me. I watched as her husband watched her, not me. He was smiling as he watched her naked body walk across the room.

She stopped in front of me. “Go on. You want me to fuck your husband, right?”

She nodded. A little less enthusiastically this time.

“Then get to getting me naked,” I ordered. “Then your husband can fuck a real woman.” Since she wanted to be humiliated, I was going to do it. What surprised me was how easy it was to do it. I always considered myself a feminist… but this... This was carnal.

She started with my shirt, undoing the top buttons before pulling it over my head. She then unclasped my bra, freeing my tits. “Think your husband will like my tits.”

She looked at them, putting a hand on them, nodding the whole time.

“I can’t hear you,” I stage whispered to her.

“Yes,” she said meekly. “I think he’ll like your breasts. They’re so firm…”

I smiled and looked at Brad. He was still watching his wife, now as she bent over to undo my pants. I helped her by stepping out of them. Then I had her undo her panties. I spread my legs a little.

“Make sure I’m ready for your husband,” I told her.

“What?”

“Lick my pussy till I’m nice and wet,” I informed her.

She swallowed and looked back at her husband. His hard cock was still pointing straight out, and the idea of him watching his wife go down on me turned him on.

She turned back to me and stuck her tongue out hesitantly. 

“Come on, lick my pussy,” I said a little more forcefully.

She did, just a little bit.

I pulled her closer and got her so she could really lick me. She was hesitant, but wanted to please the both of us. And like with all sex, even when it’s bad, it’s good, and she was making me feel good.

The more she did, the better she got as she got used to it.

“She’s never tasted another woman, has she?”

Brad shook his head. 

“Not even as she cleaned you up?”

Still, he shook his head no. 

“Well, we've got to change that. There’s nothing like it, or so guys tell me at least.” I let his wife lick me for another minute or so, until I was good and wet. 

Then I realized I’d never had someone watch me. At least, not like this. Sure, I had spent time at a party doing it while other people were in the room, and some were watching, but not another’s boyfriend or girlfriend… not as they watched.

“Since you hesitated, I think we need to punish you,” I said, taking her by the hand. I led her to the chaise lounge in their bedroom and had her face away from the bed.

“Now, no peeking. Or I won’t let you even stay in the room,” I said.

She realized she was going to be facing away and wouldn’t be able to watch like she wanted. She’d only be able to hear. Lucky for her, I can be nice and loud… or would that be doubly frustrating. I didn’t care either way; I just wanted to try Brad’s long cock.

I walked over to him and ran my hand over his shaft. “Oh, this is a nice one,” I cooed. “I’m going to have a lot of fun fucking this cock.” I gave him a wet, sloppy kiss, nice and loud so his wife could hear. I turned a little and saw she was doing as she was told, facing away from us.

“So, Brad, what’s your favorite position?” I asked him seductively.

He smiled and told me, and I got into position, lying on my back, but letting him put my legs up around his shoulders. With that cock of his, he was going to go nice and deep in me.

I was so turned on by his wife licking my pussy; it didn’t take long for me to start cumming. And I made sure I was nice and loud for his wife to know exactly what was going on. Of course, he knew what he was doing, which didn’t hurt either.

I watched as he stared right into my eyes as I came for him and his wonderfully long cock. 

“Oh, yes,” I moaned. “Don’t stop. Give it to me. Give it to me,” I was nearly begging as he thrust in and out of me over and over again. “You feel so fucking good,” I told him, making sure his wife could also hear.

I looked over, and she was squirming a little, wanting to turn and watch, but knowing my threat, she didn’t dare.

“Oh, that’s it. Fuck me harder,” I begged him, staring at his poor little wife. “I bet that pussy feels so good on your cock.”

“Yes,” Brad hissed, trying to keep from cumming himself.

“You want to cum don’t you.”

He just nodded, trying to hold out.

I wrapped my legs around him.

“Then do it. Cum in me. Cum in my fucking pussy. Your dick deserves it.”

He grunted as he came inside my pussy, while I held him there, nice and deep. Fuck, it felt good.

I looked up, and him and smiled as he had finished. I was still holding him there, not letting him leave. “That was good. When will we do it again?”

He looked at his wife, and I made him look at me. “We decide, not her,” I said, making sure she knew her place.

He looked a little afraid of this dynamic. That was fine. Even if this was a one time thing, it was going to be great for me, and I think for her as well.

“Soon enough then,” I said, with a bit of a teasing smile. “Now bring your little bitch wife over here,” I ordered.

He went over to his wife, and took her by the hand, leading her to me. She stood in front of me, while I propped myself up on my elbows.

“Your husband did a good job fucking me. But I left a mess all over his cock. Why don’t you clean it up for him?”

She looked at him, and then at me, then back at him. I think she was trying to figure out what to do.

“With your mouth. Clean his lovely cock that made me cum so good.”

She realized what she was supposed to do, and got on her knees. There she started to lick and suck on his cock, cleaning all of his and my cum that covered him. While he was soft, he still liked it, and moaned from time to time.

“Oh, looks like the little bitch has a talented tongue for cleaning up cum,” I teased. “That’s good, because I have a good amount of cum in me as well,” I said, spreading my pussy lips so she could see the cream pie.

“Or does the little bitch want to sleep in a wet spot tonight?”

She turned and smiled at me.

“You know you don’t really have a choice in this,” I told her. She caught my meaning and went to licking my pussy, sucking all of her husband’s cum out of it.

Oh, it felt so good as she rooted around in my pussy getting all of his cum… and making me cum again in the process.

“That’s it. Suck your hubby’s cum from my cunt. See how much he gave me. That’s because he loved fucking my cunt, and he’s going to continue fucking me. I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

She paused and looked up at me, smiling.

“Good girl. Maybe I’ll even let you watch. Would you like to watch my legs wrapped around your husband as he fucks me, filling me with his cum?”

“Oh yes,” she moaned as she kept licking my pussy.

I’m sure she had sucked all of his cum out of my cunt, but I wasn’t going to stop her.

I let her make me cum one more time before I ordered her to stop. I sat up and held her chin in my hand, kissing her softly on the lips. “That was a good girl,” I told her, looking into her eyes as I broke my kiss. “And your husband is good to fuck as well,” I teased her.

She smiled and nodded. She seemed to like the fact that I had fucked her.

I looked over at her husband. He wasn’t quite ready to fuck again, which was a shame. I would have loved to do him again, but now would not be the time.

I stood up and got dressed. Brad threw on a robe and walked me to the door. I paused at the door instead of opening it. I reached down and stroked his cock in the opening of his robe. I was slowly growing as I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked it.

“Are you going to go back there and fuck your wife?”

He just nodded.

I smiled. She was lucky, in her own way. While I don’t mind being shared, I’m not sure I could share someone I loved.

“Will I get to come back?”

“I hope so,” he said before opening the door.

I knew that was my cue. I turned to walk away, back to my empty apartment, but I paused and turned. “If she ever wants to change things up… I know she could be a lot of fun in a threesome… or we could do another night like tonight,” I offered.

And with that, I walked out the door, wondering if I’d get called back again. I kind of hope so because it was different and fun. And there was something about humiliating his wife… maybe I could find other couples that needed that. If their husband was as good as he was, I could definitely get used to that.

I have been telling… more like bragging to my college friend and roommate, Jenn, about how big my boyfriend is. How good he feels, and how talented he is.

"I can hear you two. I know how much fun you're having," she reminded me from time to time, blushing, knowing she was also enjoying it.

Unfortunately, he was going to have to leave for a semester for an internship, which he needed to graduate. However, being thoughtful, he got me a special gift. He bought one of those kits where you can make a mold of your dick to make a sex toy of it. It was something that I was going to use a lot, especially while we video-chatted regularly.

I always thought guys were afraid of toys, seeing them as competition, but he loved incorporating it into our play, even using it a few times with me before he had to leave. I had never thought about a threesome before, but when he pushed it into me as I was sucking on his dick, I couldn't help but think how wonderful it felt to feel so… full. 

There was something else I wanted to try with him, but I was a little too nervous… I mean, I was always told, if I wanted to really feel full I had to try double penetration filling both my pussy and my ass. But I had never let a guy go back there… so maybe that could be a good welcome home gift for him, if I could get used to him with his toy.

The first week with him gone was tough, but we had fun every night. Most of the time, my roommate was gone when I had my video chats; however, Thursday evening,  she was home, and she heard.

"I thought I was done having to listen to you moaning like that," she teased me. 

I blushed at the thought. "Sorry, guess I was louder than I thought."

"You think? I mean, how good can video sex be?"

I was really blushing now. "Can I show you something?"

"Do I have a choice?" she asked as I brought her into my bedroom. I reached into my nightstand and pulled out my toy.

Her mouth fell open. "So you got a toy to help you while he's gone. Granted, it's a big boy, but so?"

"No," I said, holding it up. "This is him. It was made from a mold of his dick."

"Now I see why you were so loud with him… and you use this on your video dates?"

I nodded as she walked over and took it out of my hand. She looked it over, clearly impressed and slightly turned on.

"I tell you, if he weren't dating you, and I knew what he had, I'd steal him from you in an instant."

"Really?"

"Look at that thing. You've got a nice guy, with an even nicer package. Every girl would want him."

That kind of made me happy and excited. She looked at the toy in her hand. "You know, I think I have something that might work with this," she said.

"What do you mean?"

She just walked to her bedroom, holding my toy in her hand. She went into her closet and pulled something from a box she had. It looked like suspenders… no… a harness, maybe?

I couldn't see what she was doing exactly, but she was fumbling about for a minute, and then she turned. "Ta da," she said with excitement. Sure, my toy was attached to the strap thingy, but I did not know what it was.

Jenn could see my confusion and held it up to her waist. Just at the same height as if she was it was my boyfriend I realized. "See?" she said, smiling. "If you want to really feel him… you just need a friend," she hinted.

"Wait. That's a…"

She nodded enthusiastically.

"Why do you…"

"Oh, honey," she said to me. "You know I sometimes like to play with girls, and well, this is how we can play, when we want the feeling of a man, but not the risk of getting knocked up… and we can last a lot longer than most men," she informed me.

"Are you saying you want to…"

She was silent, forcing me to say it.

"You want to… fuck me…? With my boyfriend's dick?"

"Well, I mean… I just thought I'd offer… if you want to try it out." She paused, holding it, stroking my boyfriend's fake dick as if it were her own. "I wonder what he'd say if you did it like that with him, you know, him watching you take his dick, with me thrusting it in and out of you?"

She started to thrust her hips back and forth in the air, slowly at first, then faster, just as if she was fucking me. It looked silly, and I would have laughed if I wasn't also surprisingly turned on by the fact. I bit down on my lower lip.

"Want to try it out?"

I have to admit, I did. It's not that the feeling inside of me didn't feel amazing, and it didn't lead to me cumming… but there's something different about it being thrust in and out of you.

"Come on, get on your hands and knees," she encouraged me.

I turned away from her and did. I heard her moving behind me, but thought nothing of it. I arched my back, bending lower. I loved how it made it go deeper, and how it felt when my boyfriend fucked me that way. 

I reached back and lifted my skirt, exposing my ass to my friend. Something I didn't think I'd ever do.

"Should I pull your panties to the side… or…"

I didn't want to rip them, so I pulled them off. 

Jenn lined up the toy with my pussy, and I felt her finger me making sure I was wet enough. I'm embarrassed to say, I moaned a little when she did that. I couldn't believe I did that, and I was glad she couldn't see me, as I'm sure I was blushing, but all of that stopped when she pushed the dildo inside me.

Then, well, then I really moaned. "Oh, yeah," I said, not realizing how different it is when someone is doing it to you. "Just like that."

"Your boyfriend's dick feels good, huh?"

"Oh, it is. Oh, it really is."

She started thrusting harder and faster, and I moaned more and louder until I was cumming. "Oh yes, don't stop. Just don't fucking stop," I said.

"Oh, I've heard you say that before," she said, slapping my ass. 

But unlike my boyfriend, who would have to stop as he came, she kept fucking me with it until I heard her cumming as well, but as she was cumming, a second orgasm rolled over my body.

Exhausted, we both collapsed onto my bed. My skirt still wasn't in place, and I looked to see her bottomless. 

I must have made a face as she answered my question, that I hadn't asked. "It feels better that way, for both of us, trust me."

I just nodded, like, of course I knew that… when in reality I had no idea.

"Do you think your boyfriend would want to watch that next time you video chat with him?"

I nodded, but blushed. "I don't know that I could."

"Oh, come on. You know it would turn him on."

"But you'd be there and able to see him too."

"I see him now," she said, stroking that fake cock. "Of course, I'm sure the real thing is better," she said.

I just agreed. But still. "I don't know if I could do it in front of him."

"Well, if you change your mind, or if you want to practice some…"

"Practice?"

"Yes, dear… you know," she then thrust her hips in and out.

I blushed. Could I be so naïve?

"You think doing it a few more times will make it less awkward?"

"It can't hurt," she said. Although part of me wondered if she just wanted to fuck me some more.

"Well, I think we need to clean this thing off," she said. "And you know the best way…"

I leaned over without thinking and opened my mouth. Luckily, I realized what I was going to do and stopped. She just laughed at me.

The next night I masturbated with my toy while on video chat. But I was still horny when we disconnected. I walked over to my roommate's room and knocked on the door while holding the toy.

When she opened her door and saw me, she smiled. Of course, I was completely naked, which she took advantage of. She fucked me on her bed doggy style, and we both came, and I felt satisfied.

Two nights later, I was at her door again. Although this time she had set up her phone to record us, and after she fucked me, she asked if I wanted to see the video.

"What?"

"Well, I thought see what your boyfriend will see," she said.

"And this isn't for you?"

"Can't it be two things at once?"

As she said it, she almost had this little laugh in her voice. Clearly, she was getting off on this as well.

She turned her phone around, and we watched the video she had set up. I have to admit; it was fairly hot. I wasn't sure how I'd like it, seeing how I didn't go for women, but being fucked by one, using my boyfriend's cock, well, that seemed to be different.

I looked over and saw Jen stroking the dildo.

"Looks like someone had cock envy," I teased as you could hear me climaxing on the screen.

"Sort of… I've not had one in a few weeks, and you know me…"

I looked at her. 

"So you're wanting someone to play with?"

"Yeah… but since I've seen this… well," she let her words hang there in the air. "Let's just say others aren't quite... measuring up."

I chuckled. I knew what my boyfriend had. And I liked. Of course, his wasn't the largest I'd seen, just the largest that most women would ever have.

"So, you want to try it out?"

"Your boyfriend?" She sounded excited about the idea.

"Well, the one in your hand," I said, dashing her hopes.

"Would you mind… like I do with you," she said, stepping out of the harness and handing it to me.

"Really?"

She shyly nodded her head

I had done nothing like this, and was a little nervous about it, but I was also surprisingly turned on by the thought.

I already had my pants and panties off when I pulled the strap-on up. Jen helped me fasten it for the first time.

With it firmly in place, I couldn't help myself. I started swinging my fake dong around and making it dance, then I gave a couple of strong hip thrusts while Jen just stared. She went from laughing to serious. "Yeah, just like that," she said, bending over.

I ran my hand over her smooth ass, and between her crack where I found her pussy. "I've never done this before," I said as I pushed two fingers in her wet pussy. I listened to her moan, knowing what she wanted, but still wanting to give her something else instead.

With one hand I continued to finger her, with the other I started to line up the strap-on dildo with her opening. She was ready to cum as I pushed in, and as I touched her deeply, she orgasmed for me.

As she was standing and bent over, supporting herself on the bed, she had to fight to stay in the right position, while I pistoned in and out of her like a machine. Unfortunately, I seemed to keep knocking her down.

"Oh, fuck," she said in frustration, her orgasm cut short, "this isn't working."

With that, she climbed onto the bed, lying on her back, and spread her legs. "Come here," she said lustily. 

Who was I to deny her?

I climbed up onto the bed, and between her legs. I crawled until I was looking down at her. My fake cock swinging between my legs. "What do you want?"

"I want you to fuck me already," she said through clenched teeth.

I lined the dildo up and fucked her hard and fast, trigger a revival of her orgasm. As we went longer, my body fell into hers, my breasts pressing against hers. Sure, she was in a bra and I in a thin t-shirt, but we could still feel it… and it felt so good.

As I arched my back, she ran her hands under my shirt, pulling it off. I was naked except for the harness I was wearing, and now I knew what she meant. I felt it pressing against my clit, and soon I was cumming as I was fucking Jen. It was amazing to feel like this, and I kissed her.

I'm not sure why I did that. Maybe I was just horny? Maybe it was because of the position, and I normally kiss my lovers? Who knows… All I know is that first kiss led to another, and then another, until we were both kissing, fighting with our tongues for dominance as we both orgasmed together.

As our orgasms faded, I broke our kiss and climbed off of her, stepping back. I couldn't believe we had done that.

Jen looked happy, but a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I shouldn't have…"

"Me neither…"

"But… damn… I get why you want to fuck him all day long."

I smiled. "And I get why wearing this can be fun," I said.

I realized I was still wearing it, and didn't need to. I undid the straps and stepped out of it.

"So, do you want me to for him… you know the next time you video chat?"

"Maybe it should be our little secret."

"Do you still want to…"

I smiled. "I think I'd like that, and maybe I can treat you from time to time as well."

"I'd like that," she said, blushing just a little. "But I also had a thought that you might like."

She paused to see if I'd ask, but I was going to make her speak without me.

"So, imagine when your boyfriend comes back… you're going to want to jump him right away, right?"

I just nodded.

"You, sucking his manhood… while I'm fucking you with a copy of said manhood… it would be like a threesome, but not… because you're not cheating on him with another cock… it's his cock," she said trying to justify it.

"And he'd get to see you fucking me," I hinted.

"Of course, but I'm okay with him watching me bang you senseless, if you are."

I thought about it, and would have to do some thinking about it… but the idea of being double-stuffed from each end… well… that was an interesting idea.