Valentine’s Day Eve

Valentine’s Day or in this case Valentine’s Day weekend is never good to me. I always seem to be alone or at least single on this day. This year showed me no love either. Randy and I have kind of faded out since I went out with Martin last weekend. This weekend, Martin has been acting weird, not answering my phone calls and just being MIA. In other words, I think he has a girlfriend and I was just a one night stand.

There had been a sexual energy

Of course, I wasn’t just going to sit at home and do my homework all weekend long. Instead, I was going to go out to some bars and maybe a club with a few guys that I knew from school. However, we never made it that far. They came over to pre-drink at my apartment and we got a little distracted.

I was the designated driver and kept it to just a couple of beers, but that doesn’t mean that I was a good girl. We talked about classes, sports and even local politics. But it seemed that the conversation kept coming back to sex.

Honestly, I just didn’t want to sleep alone that night. Any one of them could’ve kept me warm and I wouldn’t have been happy. I swear I was just thinking one on one until one of the guys left to go see his girlfriend. Definitely his loss.

Rob and Phil were the two guys that stayed. I think at this point we were still planning to go out, but it wasn’t long before we completely forgot about that idea.

Rob is the kind of guy that says exactly what he’s thinking, which was apparently a lot about my tits. Guys have always focused on my chest, but recently the focus has been even more intense. I used to wear clothes that would cover up my body, but more and more I’m wearing shirts that show off my cleavage. Some of them might show up my thickness, but I don’t think the guys ever see anything more than my tits.

Last night, I was wearing this pink tank top that showed off my cleavage and was wearing a bra that made my boobs look even bigger. At first, I was wearing this sweatshirt that partially covered them, but as the night went on, I unzipped the sweatshirt more and more.

Rob kept saying that I had some amazing tits and things like that. At first it was just compliments, then he started to ask me some questions – bra size, what color are my nipples, do I like having them sucked on, do I like having them played with. The answer to the last two questions were definitely yes, but at that point, I was still on one couch and they were on the other.

However, at some point Phil spotted the bottle of tequila in my kitchen and things got a lot more interactive. Both of them practically said body shots at the same time.

I got out a lime and cut it up. At the same time Phil poured two shots of tequila. I was a little bit nervous, a lot excited. I had a feeling that things were about to get interesting.

I took the lime in my mouth, then put the shot glass between my tits. Phil went first, kissing me for the lime then, quickly doing the shot. Rob did the same thing, except he used the opportunity to squeeze my boobs together as he grabbed the shot glass with his mouth.

After a couple shots myself, I was feeling buzzed and suggested that the next shots they do be without the glasses. Rob went first this time, kissing me for the lime, then I held my boobs together so that he could pour the tequila between them. The licking between my cleavage, definitely turned me on, even if more of the tequila ended up on my tank top, then in his mouth.

By the time that Phil was done, the front of the tank top had a very noticeable wet stain. I said that I was going to have to change shirts before we went out.

Rob had a better idea. He suggested that I just take of my top and show them my tits. They stared at me, not saying anything more. I thought about it for a few seconds, then pulled down the straps of my tank top and bra, releasing my breasts.

They just looked, smiled and both of them said I had great tits.

I did a shot of tequila, then pulled my bra and top back up. We sat back on the couches and we talked about where we wanted to go that night. At this point, I don’t think any of us wanted to go out, but we were still acting like we were going to go out.

There had been a sexual energy, but now it was out of control. My panties were soaking wet and I definitely spotted some bulges in their jeans.

That’s when I said “Do you guys still want to go out, or do you want to stay in and get naughty.” It wasn’t at all planned, just a spur of the moment thing.

Rob quick responded by saying “If you sucking our cocks is included in this naughty thing, count me in.”

“I think it might.”

I walked over to the other couch and got on my knees in front of them. I asked who’s first.

Rob’s hand sprung up like he was in class trying to get the teachers attention.

I moved in between his works and wasted no time going to work. I unzipped his jeans and took his semi-hard cock out. Cock sizes aren’t everything, but his was thick and long. It got my attention.

I soon had my mouth wrapped around his head. At first, I just sucked on the head. Then slowly, I went slid my lips down his shaft. Each time I slid my lips down, they went further and further. I don’t think I got my lips halfway down it.

He reached down and took straps of tank top and bra back off. I soon had two sets of hands fondling me. I felt like a slut, but I was in heaven. There was no other place that I wanted to be.

When Phil unzipped his jeans and took out his cock, he started to stroke it. However, I soon had my left hand helping him out.

Rob told me that he was getting close and I quickly switched cocks. Phil’s cock wasn’t as big, but it still felt good sliding between my lips.

I went back and forth, bringing them both to the edge. Then Rob told me he couldn’t take it anymore. He told me that he was going to cum on my face. His cum shot all over the right side of my face, even getting in my hair. A few seconds later, I had Phil ready to cum. His load hit me center on – from my forehead to my chin.

I went into the bathroom to clean my face, when I came back out they thought the fun was over because they were talking about which bar to go to. It was early enough where we still could’ve gone out, but I had a better idea.

“Why you guys come fuck me in the bedroom.” I was standing in the doorway of my bedroom, taking off my tank top and bra completely. My jeans were still around my ankles and the only thing that I was wearing was my sheer black panties.

That was all they needed to see. They both agreed with my plan.

They followed me into the bedroom. I took off my panties, then laid down on the bed, legs spread wide open. I rubbed my pussy as they stood and watch at the foot of the bed. They took off their clothes then got onto the bed with me. Rob started to help me by fingering me, while I rubbed my clit. Phil started to suck on my nipples.

It felt good, but I wanted more. I begged one of them to fuck me. I didn’t have to ask twice. They debated who would get to go first, for a few seconds, then Phil climbed between my legs.

He climbed on top of me and pushed his cock inside of me. and started to fuck me.

Sometimes it can get so serious during threesomes, but with them it was just a lot of fun. We were joking around, laughing and just having a good all around time.

I’m not sure how long he lasted, but it was a while. It was so long that Rob had gone and gotten a beer. When Rob complained that he was taking to long, Phil responded that it was weird having a guy watching him. That’s when I suggested that my tits needed some attention.

He was soon straddling my stomach. I pointed out where the lotion was and he was soon pouring it all over my tits. He rubbed it into my cleavage, I coated his cock with it.

He put his cock between my tits, then pushed them together. A minute or two later, he pulled his cock out of my cleavage and exploded on me. Not as much as the first facial, but there was still cum on my face, neck and chest.

Rob didn’t give me a chance to clean it up. He climbed on to my stomach and repeated the process with the lotion. Phil’s cock had disappeared into my tits, but not Rob’s. It was so big, that I was getting to suck it every once in a while too.

I badly wanted him to fuck my pussy, but it wasn’t long before he was adding his cum to the mess already on my skin. By now the cum was burning my skin, but I didn’t care at all. I was in no rush to clean off my rewards, but after a few minutes, I did get up and went to clean myself off.

Phil was passed out on the couch when I came out, but Rob was in the kitchen drinking water.

He turned around and reached out to wrap his arms around me. I gently stroked his cock. He told me that I was the dirtiest slut he had ever come across and it was a compliment.

I told him that this slut wanted one more fuck.

He told me he would, but he said that he was going fuck me hard and destroy my pink pussy.

I told him I was up for the challenge.

A few minutes later, we were back in the bedroom. He was on his back and I was sucking his cock, working to bring it back to life. It didn’t take much and soon I was climbing on top of him.

Slowly I slid myself on to his cock. It was definitely thick. And it was long too. It filled me up completely, almost too much. I rode his cock and he played with my tits. They had so much attention that night that I knew they were going to be sore in the morning.

After a few minutes, we switched positions. This time I got on my hands and knees and he got into position behind me. He fucked me hard doggy style. My bed shook. I moaned.

After a few minutes of that, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He grabbed my hips, pushed his cock deep inside of me and unleashed into me.

We collapsed a few moments later, his cock still inside of me.

I woke up the next morning with Phil standing over me. I was ready for another round, but he and Rob had to leave. Phil had to be work and Rob was his ride.

I have plans to hang out with my girl friends tonight, but after last night I’d be happy just sitting at home and doing my homework.

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