“Derek,” I rasped harshly. “I’m just gonna get my dick wet in her before coming back to you. I will come back to you, I swear.”
And with that, I fucked into Katie’s sweet slit. Oh yeah, it was different but just as good. She was tight as a virgin, that glove fitting me like a second skin, wet and pulsing. I pushed in a couple times, until my cock glistened with her goodness before moving back and fucking once more into my boy.
“Unnnh!” he roared as Katie mewled wildly. “Unnnh!”
And did I stop then? No, fuck no. I rotated between fucking my girl and fucking my guy, doing a couple strokes in one before moving to the other. I’d wet my dick in Katie’s pussy, giving her the deep drill, before moving onto my boy, pushing into that nasty ass. And shit, it practically tore me apart because after a couple minutes, I couldn’t hold back. Derek, sensing the coming insanity, looked back at me over a massive shoulder.
“Into her,” he growled between rough pants. “Into her.”
I knew what he meant. A virgin pussy deserves hot cum, so shutting my eyes, I gave in and let go. My dick spurted wildly into her creamy chamber, semen blasting that vaginal passage again and again, the hot white devastatingly virile.
“Mmm!” she cried out, head dropping between her hands to rest on the floor. “Mmmm,” the girl moaned again, big boobs dragging.
But I was determined to share. Katie was getting the good stuff, for sure, the first few spurts. But there’s plenty of sperm to share and after a few more heavy blasts, I pulled back and aimed my dickhead right at Derek’s hole.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed as my hose pulsed, dousing the dark star with white hot jizz. “Fuck!”
And Derek loved it. Oh yeah, he’s a whore for man seed, and the blond held perfectly still as I spurted over his private space, cum coating his butt with a translucent white film.
“Mmm,” he ground out, trembling with ecstasy. “Mmmm.”
And after a couple more powerful blasts, I was done for. My cock finished itself, balls drained dry, everything gone to my lovers. I literally collapsed then, glutes tingling, thighs worn out from the strain.
“Fuck,” I gasped, “fuck fuck fuck.”
And both Katie and Derek crawled to me, taking turns kissing me, stroking my pecs and abs, soothing words melting over my body.
“That was wonderful,” my girl cooed. “I’m full of it now.”
Derek grunted.
“And so am I,” he muttered between wet kisses to my chest. “Your jizz is in me too.”
My eyes flew open. Holy shit, had my sperm really seeped into his body, dripping into that dark star? I guess it was possible. I’d blasted his butt with a gallon of the good stuff, and it was absolutely possible that some had edged its way inside. He shot me a knowing glance.
“Oh yeah, it’s in me,” he confirmed, voice raspy. “I can feel it,” he confirmed once more before sucking on my nipple, making me moan. “That was fucking awesome.”
And I didn’t answer, consumed with lust for my lovers, blown away by the meaning of this all. Because I’d de-virginized two people. I’d bust through Katie’s hymen, while also owning Derek’s ass cherry. It was dirty, nasty, and unbelievable, but also exactly what I wanted.
Because there was nothing better than this. I was worshipping the male of my dreams while also sampling a curvaceous, inspiring female, one who’d been very much a part of the session despite her own inexperience. So given the weird circumstances, the kidnapping and the fake fiancée, what could be better? This was right, no question. Katie was right for us, I was right for her, and Derek was the final leg of our triangle, closing the precious arc. We were perfect together … for the moment at least.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Katie
We’ve settled into a strange state of things. On the one hand, I’m Mason’s fake fiancée, supposedly pregnant with his baby. It’s not hard to convince people that I’m pregnant, given that I’m a big girl.
“She’s five months along!” ran one headline.
“Six and counting,” ran another.
“DELIVERY EXPECTED ANY DAY NOW!” screamed the last.
So yeah, life’s taken a left turn. I’m still me, curvy, sassy Katie, the one with brown curls and a big smile, but the difference is that my smile is real now, there’s so much more bounce and spring to my step because with Mason and Derek’s support, I feel like I can’t fail. I feel like the world’s at my fingertips, that anything can happen, and that in fact, it already has.
But sometimes I get worried. We were shopping the other day, the three of us, and I turned to Derek and Mason with a small smile.
“You sure you want to buy all this?” I asked doubtfully. “It’s a lot of stuff.”