#muncham

There was one girl in particular Travis was into from his fourth period Algebra class during Sophomore year. To the rest of Hawkins High, you were fairly unremarkable. Pretty, sure, with average grades and a handful of friends, but to "Teacake" (and shortly after, Eddie too) you were a dream. A total fantasy come to life. Sometimes when they were shooting the shit in the back of Travis' car they'd talk about how your gym shorts had given you a wedgie as you did your laps, or how sweet you sounded when they overheard you singing along to whatever was playing on your Walkman as you boarded the school bus. They'd get so worked up thinking about you that they'd have no choice but to take care of each other in those already-ruined leather seats.

As luck would have it, you were looking to start smoking pot, and the only lead you had to go off of for a dealer was Eddie. You showed up to his trailer one night while Travis was there, lazing on the couch in Eddie's Black Sabbath tee while the drug dealer wore his friend's grey sweatpants. If you were to ask them about that night, the boys would swear on their lives that they didn't have any other plans than to walk you through your first joint. But it was Eddie's place, and so naturally, one thing led to another until you were laid out between the two, getting serviced on both ends.

From then on, you three became an unofficial habit. Like, you'd go down to Lover's Lake for a dip, the two would already happen to be there sharing a 6-pack of beer while skipping rocks, and next thing you knew you were arching your back against a rock as they looked up at you reverently, each having a thick finger pressed inside your tight wet pussy to stretch you out. They'd pull up next to you as you pathetically trudged home in the rain on foot, Eddie offering you a ride with a concerned pout, only for that pout to become a slack-jawed 'O' as you and Travis took turns sucking his newly pierced cock in the back of his van.

You didn't mind that they were so..."close." It was pretty hot to see them play with each other, quite honestly. Travis usually ended up underneath Eddie or with his mouth around his friends' dick and fingers. Sometimes the brunette would tuck himself between your slick thighs and beckon the blonde over to suckle his sensitive head from the cramped position. Other times Travis would eat your pussy then get yanked away into a deep kiss with Eddie so that he could get a secondhand taste of your love juice. There was no chance for you to be on top of either of them, though, not unless it was to lock lips or bounce on one of their considerable lengths while the other guy eased a finger into your ass.