Bang Gang

I wriggled under him, and he pulled his cock from my pussy. It was so tender I sucked in breath, but I was smiling.

I twisted underneath him, and he pulled me up onto all fours, spread my knees with his. His thumb sank into my pussy before he moved it to my asshole, circling around to make me wet. I gasped as he pushed in to the knuckle.

“Yes!” I hissed. “Fuck me! Please!”

He folded himself, his chest to my back, and we both doubled up, my face pressed flat against the sofa cushion. His fingers curled around my throat. Squeezed. Oh my God.

I felt the head of his cock against my asshole. I held up a hand as he began to push inside.

I turned my head to meet his eyes. “No,” I said. “No rubber. I want you. Just you.”

He breathed against my ear. “Fuck,” he said. I heard him tug the johnny away. Felt the heat of his dick against my ass. Just him.

“Now!” I said. “Oh God, Darren, fuck me!”

It was such a beautiful pain. It burned like white heat. A couple of short brutal thrusts and my ass let him in, just like it used to do. He groaned in my ear, a guttural noise that sounded like a primitive battle cry.

That’s what it felt like.

A war and a baptism all at once.

Jesus, how he fucked me.

Jesus, how I wanted it.

I was barely aware of the clothes being gathered from the floor. Barely aware of the guys making their way out of the room.

I didn’t care. Not about any of it.

Darren took me so hard my eyes watered. It felt good enough that I screamed.

“Don’t stop!” I hissed. “Whatever you do, don’t fucking stop! Don’t you dare fucking stop, Darren!”

We were young again. Crazy again. Dirty again.

We were everything.

“I’m not gonna stop,” he barked. “…All fucking night, Jodie. I’m gonna fuck you til you beg me to fucking stop.”

He twisted my face until he could look me in the eye.

I smiled. Oh how I fucking smiled. “All night,” I whispered.

“Until you fucking beg,” he said and pushed his cock in to the hilt.

I opened my front door tentatively, ears pricked for signs of life.

All quiet.

I breathed a sigh of relief and tiptoed inside. The sun wasn’t up yet, but the dog walkers were. Three villagers to greet with smiles and good mornings as I made the walk of shame back from Trent’s. Insisting I make my own way home had been a good call. That gossip would have been across the village faster than I was.

The light was bright enough to make out Tonya in her full snoring glory. She was star-fishing in my bed, mouth open wide, an empty wine glass on the bedside table. It made me smile.

Everything made me smile this morning.

I threw off my clothes and pulled my comfy old PJs on, then slipped into bed beside her. I lay awake with a grin on my face, staring up at the ceiling, my stomach still fluttering. Sore. I was sore.

Good sore, though. Really good sore.

Tonya rolled over with a grunt, and her arm flopped onto mine. She pulled it back instinctively, and her eyes blinked open. Once, twice, three times before she looked at me with a squint.

“Fuck, Jo. What time is it?”

“Early,” I said, then giggled. “Or late. Depends which way you want to look at it.”

She propped herself up on an elbow. “Come on, then,” she said. “I’m all ears. Was it everything Mandy Taylor cracked it up to be?”

I sighed. Grinned. Giggled. Covered my face with my hand.

Tonya giggled right back. “I think that answers my question.”

“To quote Mandy big-mouth Taylor, it was absolutely. Fucking. Amazing.”

“Shit,” she said. “My God, Jodie Symmonds, you just had the Bang Gang special. For real.”

I nodded. “Yes. Yes I did.”

“Was Buck as big as they say he is?”

My tits prickled at the memory. His thick cock in my hand, the length of him thumping the back of my throat. “Oh yes.”

“And Jimmy O? Was he as dirty as they say?”

I shook my head. “Not that I saw, but I didn’t see that much.”

She pulled a face. “No?”

“Darren,” I said. “I think I got the pre-watershed version of the Bang Gang special.” I laughed. “I mean, comparatively. I got fucked plenty good enough, just I think…”

“You think what?”

I shrugged. “I think they were holding back.”

“Because of Trent?”

“Oh hell, Tonya, I don’t know.” I smiled again. “I’m not moaning. It was brilliant.”

“You think he put the brakes on?”

“Maybe I’m reading too much into it. I probably am.”

“I doubt that somehow.”

I rolled over with a grimace, looked her in the eye. “I spent the night with him. The others were long gone.”

She laughed. “You say that like I should be surprised.”

I groaned. “This is playing with fire. I mean, the girls… me…”