We were the gang of six. That's what everybody called us. Three young men and three young women who had been friends for about three years.
Christopher, Michael, Jake, Elaine, Pauline and me, Samantha. We did a lot together in the early days, bowling, cinema, restaurants, football games, we were always together.
Lately, we have been more fragmented, as other interests came into our lives. We weren't in relationships with each other. Chris was courting, Jake was engaged to be married. Elaine was committed to staying single, Pauline was engaged, Jake and I were just floating. I was between boyfriends. I don't know what Jake was doing.
Despite some things becoming more infrequent, one thing remained a constant. On the last Friday of each month we met up for a film and pizza night, taking it in turns to host it. The only thing that stopped any of us from going was work or family commitments. It was just for us six. girlfriends or boyfriends were never invited.
The film choice was made by each of us in turn. These were fun nights. We caught up with what everybody was doing, ate some pizza, drank some beer, not much as most of us were driving and watched film. It was just friends having a good time.
This night turned out to be strange one and I still can't work out exactly how it happened.
Michael was hosting and Elaine had picked the film, a romcom. Pauline wasn't there as she was working. The night started out as normal and we settled down to watch the film. About ten minutes into the film, Elaine got a phone call and had to go home.
The boys didn't want to watch the romcom and as Elaine had gone They thought it was fair for them to select another film.
Michael selected a DVD and said, "How about this one?" holding up a murder mystery.
The boys smirked at each other and nodded. I thought that was because they thought I wouldn't be interested but I was and said "OK that's fine by me"
Shortly after the film started I notice something strange. There seemed to be a short hesitation in it. It was very short and hardly noticeable. I thought it was just a glitch on the DVD.
It happened again. What was it? I began to watch for it, puzzled by what it was. It was happening about once a minute as far as I could tell.
A short while later something in my head told me I should show the guys my tits. Whoa! That's not me. I'm not that kind of girl. That's certainly not going to happen. The few men I've had sex with have seen them but I'm not an exhibitionist.
I sat there and concentrated on the film, pushing the thought down, but it kept coming back, ever stronger. I resisted it but it was getting harder. Now it was almost a compulsion.
In an almost out of body experience, I stood up, stripped off my top. My achingly hard nipples were poking at my white lacy bra. The bra hit the floor,and I held my tits up and said.
"Hey guys, look at my tits"
They all looked and Christopher said
"What's got into you Samantha? They're lovely but we're watching this film."
There was that smirk between them again. I sat down, a bit disheartened by their response and embarrassed by what I'd done. Why had I done it? I didn't really want to, but couldn't resist doing it.
My top and bra remained on the floor where I'd dropped them.
The film continued and the hesitations continued. I started to feel horny. How could I be horny, just sat here watching a film? There was nothing in the film to make me feel horny.
As before I tried to ignore the thoughts but my body refused to obey. I was trying not to shuffle on the seat. I didn't want to draw attention to myself. My nipples were hard and my panties were getting damp. What the hell is happening to me?
I was getting hornier and hornier and I was getting an urge to show my wet pussy to the guys. This was getting ridiculous now. Why would I want to do that? I don't know, but I feel that I have to. I resist the feeling as long as I can. Eventually the urge becomes a compulsion.
I stand up, lift my skirt round my waist, take off my tights and white lacy panties. Legs apart I lean slightly back and hold my pussy lips open with my fingers.
"Hey guys, what do you think of my wet pussy?
They all looked and that smirk was there again. Something is going on and I don't know what. This is so out of character for me.
"Mighty fine pussy, Samantha." Said Jake. " I don't know why you're showing it to us though. Sit down and let us watch the film."
Gutted, I sat down. My tights and panties remained on the floor.
The film went on and so did the hesitations. I got hornier and hornier. I really didn't want to play with myself with the guys there, but I couldn't resist any longer.
With my legs spread, I fingered myself whilst playing with a rock hard nipple. My fingers slipped in and out of my wetness and my thumb rubbed my clit. I came as quietly as I could. The boys just ignored me.
Back to watching the film. As I idly played with my pussy, I began to think about getting fucked. I resisted the thought and concentrated on the film. It didn't work. I was getting desperate now. I really wanted a cock inside me. That's what one side of my mind said. The other side told me to behave myself and get dressed. Once again the urge became to much and to my surprise, I heard myself say.
"Hey guys. I'm sat here with my tits out, my pussy is wetter that it's been for a while. Why don't you get over here and use it?"
They stood up, gave themselves high fives. What the hell for, I don't know. The came across to me and Jake dropped his pants and knelt between my legs. He pulled me to the edge of the chair and slid his stiff cock straight into me.
"Oh God! That feels so good." I gasped, as he filled me right up He was as far into me as he could get.
No, it's not good at all. How the hell had I ended up like this. It shouldn't be happening but I can't stop myself from wanting it. That didn't stop it from feeling good.
Jake slowly pulled back out until just the tip of his cock was in then slowly slid back in. He carried on fucking me with slow measure strokes and I could feel an orgasm building.
While he was fucking me Chris and Michael had stripped off and were at each side of me, each with a stiff cock pointing at my face. I sucked each one in turn while Jake slowly fucked me.
To have three cocks wanting me was a wild idea. I'd occasionally wondered what sex with more than one man would be like. I'd never actually thought about doing it because I didn't consider myself to be a slut. I'm going to find out what it will be like because for now I am a slut.
Jake carried on sliding in and out of me slowly. It was very pleasant but wasn't getting me anywhere near to an orgasm. I shouldn't be wanting one but I did. His hands were on my thighs so I couldn't buck up against him. It was maddeningly frustrating.
I screamed as he ran his thumb across my clit. My orgasm finally hit me and it was strange to come so hard and be unable to move. He continued his slow fucking while occasionally thumbing my clit and I kept coming.
I was just wanking the other two. I didn't dare have them in my mouth in case I bit them when I came.
Eventually, I felt Jake pulsing inside me and I knew he was filling me up with his come. Obviously he didn't care whether I was protected or not. I'm not. The risk was thrilling.
He slipped out of me and Christopher took his place. He wasn't slow at all. He slid into me fast and fucked me hard and fast. I came like crazy. I could feel my juices flowing and I could hear the sloppy sounds we were making. I wasn't being held down this time and I was bucking up to meet every thrust. I hadn't wanted this. I didn't plan it. Now I was fully into it, I was loving it.
" Yes...Yes...that's it...harder...hammer me." I screamed
Chris was sweating now as he ploughed into me. Drips of sweat were falling on my face. I could taste the saltiness of those on my lips.
He groaned as he pumped another load into my soaking pussy. He gave me a huge load which ran from me when he pulled out.
Michael was soon in me. He was a bit bigger than the others but I was so wet and full of come that I took him easily. He leaned over and sucked on a nipple. I went wild as the different sensation rolled through my body, arching my back and thrusting up at him.
He didn't move inside me, I was so full.
