That’s when Aaron and I sprang into action. We couldn’t let this opportunity pass by. Within seconds, we stand in front of the girl as she moans and bucks, her knees spread as that insanely huge dildo does its work. Then, Aaron bends over, bracing his hands on the floor before bumping his ass up and down a few times in invitation.

“Come on,” he growls, his eyes still fixed on the beautiful girl. “Let’s do it. It’s the perfect opportunity.”

I couldn’t agree more. I spit into my hand before reaching down to lube my stiff shaft. Then I grip my friend’s hips and carefully point my tip at his brown wrinkle. Aaron moans, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment, but then they spring back open.

“Deeper, lover boy,” he rasps. “I want it.”

That’s all I need to hear. I ease the entirety of my ten inch rod into his back door, and groan as his powerful back walls clamp on me.

“Oh FUCK!” I growl. “Shit, this feels good.”

We begin to move in sync, me owning his tiny pucker with the swift, sure strokes of an alpha male. But there’s an added bonus to our loving today. Both of our eyes are fixed on the girl in front of us, who’s still bumping away on that massive horse cock. She’s holding onto the wall grips with all the strength in her body as hot fluids drip from her steaming slit to run over the toy.

But then, her eyes flick open and she sees us bent over in front of her. Her mouth opens to scream but instead of a “WTF! Get out!” all that erupts is a keening, high-pitched wail.

“Oooooooh!” she cries, her head tilting back as the little death overtakes her. “Unnnnnh!”

We watch as her swollen folds contract once before dissolving into a series of hard shudders on the toy embedded deep within. The dirty sight puts us over the edge, and suddenly, Aaron and I know what we want to do. I pull out of my friend swiftly, and rotate so that I’m facing the girl with my firehose. Meanwhile, Aaron straightens quickly, and he too faces the girl with his rod ready in his hand. As if on cue, we climax and spurt all over her curvy, lush body.

It’s a dirty sight. We’re roaring with pleasure as white hot jets of come arc through the air to splash on her breasts, belly and thighs. Gallons of the good stuff is pumped onto her, and her eyes open in shock as she’s drenched in a delicious shower of juice.

But then the girl surprises us. Even as her body continues to pulse, she merely opens her knees wider and lifts herself up a bit so that the toy slides out. Her little hole is open and gaping at us, begging to be filled.

“Put it right here,” she coos. “This is where your come belongs.”

Holy fuck, is this really happening? This woman is truly the answer to our dreams, and I can’t wait to see what happens next.

6

Naomi

I can’t believe I did that, but I was just going with the flow. When my eyes opened and I saw two hot guys doing the dirty, I was shocked but also titillated. I’ve been with two men before, but not also two men who were into each other. This was my chance to explore my dark side, and I relished the opportunity.

Plus, when they began spraying me with their hoses, I was delighted. I love the feel of being splattered by hot, sticky man juice, and these two men had a lot. I felt like I was being doused in the good stuff, and the experience called to the female goddess within. Like Aphrodite rising from the waves, I rose off of the B-O-B and bared my hole to them.

“Put it in here,” I moaned. “This is where it belongs.”

The men were shocked, and their eyes went wide, but they indulged me. One minute, I was getting it on my breasts, belly, and thighs, but the next, they were aiming straight at my sweetest spot. It was delicious. Hot jets splattered right where it counted and my kitty clenched with delight. I tilted my pelvis up to keep as much of it in me as possible, but there was just so much. Soon, I was covered in man goop, and I loved it.

By then, we were all panting and sated. With a finger, I reached in back to turn off the washing machine, which ground to a halt immediately. The resounding silence was filled by our heavy gasps and labored breathing.

“Um, hi,” I say tentatively. “I’m Naomi.”

The men chuckle, their hot rods still dripping a bit onto the concrete floor.

“Nice to meet you,” says one. “I’m Aaron.”

“And I’m Andrew,” says the other, grinning at me with a charming smile. “I’d say we’re a little late on the introductions, aren’t we?”