Erotic Fiction: Double Penetration
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I sat beside Mark, wincing as he destroyed me yet again on the game we played on his console. Drew was lounging on the wingback chair nearby, belly laughing each time Mark shot me down and let out a victorious whoop of celebration. I chuckled, tossing my controller to the side with a shake of my head. I had given up. There was no point in trying anymore to defeat him in this game; I always lost.
“I give up,” I said to them both, stating the obvious.
“Yeah, I think I’ll take a quick bathroom break. Be right back.” Mark rolled off the couch and disappeared down the hall, Drew moving over and dropping himself into the spot beside me.
“Hey.” I giggled. “Are you planning on completely annihilating me in the game, too?” Drew laughed and shook his head.
I’m not entirely sure why, but I was suddenly hyper-aware of how good-looking he was. Hot in that boyish way some men, like Drew, still held on to in their mid-twenties. He scratched his head, blond hair falling over his forehead as he looked at me inquisitively. I guess my face was giving something away.
“Anna?” I shrugged. Paused. Then, despite knowing better, I leaned in and kissed him. Drew responded enthusiastically, his mouth parting to immediately slip in his tongue. He shifted his body to hold on to me, my chest moving to his in response. My heartbeat felt like it was in my throat, my mind unable to focus on the fact that I was making out with one of my best friends. It’s not like I had never thought about it before, but to actually act on it, and so impulsively, felt absolutely outlandish.
Behind us, I could hear a loud cough. Drew broke free from me, the two of us turning abruptly to Mark. His eyebrows were raised in curiosity, dark brown eyes flickering between looking at Drew and at me. The two of us were silent, no doubt each sporting a guilty look on our faces.
“Want to join us?” I could barely believe that I suggested it. This was meant to be a fantasy that stayed in my head, not something I just acted on without a second thought. But there I was, inviting Mark to the couch with Drew and I, awaiting the moment I would have two sets of hands roving across my body.
It wasn't long before the two of them undressed me, peeling back my clothes while removing their own. I wondered if they had ever considered this before, whether it was a private thought like mine or discussed aloud between them. These thoughts were cut short by a finger slipping into my pussy, eliciting a sharp gasp from me. Drew pulled out his fingers, maintaining unwavering eye contact as he ran his tongue along his index finger with a grin.
As Mark leaned in to kiss me, his hand cupped my tits roughly, teeth now nibbling my jawline and down my neck. I was speechless, nearly breathless, and taking in all of the overwhelmingly magnificent sensations of having two people I knew like the back of my hand unfurling me sexually.
“Fuck me,” I instructed, my voice firm and sure. I saw the two glance at each other for a moment before they turned me over onto my stomach, my knees sliding to the ground so I could lean over the cushions of the sofa. Someone entered me from behind, their dick thick and hard inside of me. I turned to see Mark, a sheen of sweat forming on his brow as he thrust in and out of me with sure movements. I turned to clutch at Drew's ankle, pulling him down to the floor as I adjusted my body to lean over him. As Mark ploughed me from behind, filling me to what felt like my bursting point, I took Drew's cock in my mouth.
I could taste the saltiness as he began to spurt precum, watched his face contort as he tried, in vain, to steady his gaze on me and my boobs bouncing just outside his reach. He cursed under his breath, hips bucking as I took him down to the base. Mark pulled out, his hot cum dripping down my lower back and over my ass cheek. Drew carefully pulled me off of him, dropping me onto my back on the carpeted floor, lifting my legs over his shoulder, and burrowing into me.
I sighed, moaning quietly as he moved in and out, in and out. When he came, he did so inside of me, grunting a string of expletives before lowering my legs back to the ground and leaning in to kiss my forehead.
