Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 16

Literotic asexstories – Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 16 by tk5555,tk5555
Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with the story. It would not be this good without her assistance.

The story should make sense ( and be fun to read ) even if you have not read the previous chapters, it is more like a TV series than a book.

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Rick placed the rifle case in the back of Chance’s car. The trunk was completely filled with the gear the two of them had used at the shooting match. He noticed Chance was walking back towards the range.

“I thought we were done, why aren’t we leaving?” Rick asked.

“All the targets and stage props still need to be put away, it won’t take long,” Rick answered.

When they arrived at the bay the other members of their shooting squad had already started tearing down the stage. Rick help load the equipment on to the trailer.

Chance had been right, it had only taken a few minutes to put everything away, and now they were headed back to the house. They showered and changed clothes. Chance explained that he and a college friend owned the house. Most of the time the house was a short term rental for people on vacation. This weekend Chance had booked it from himself.

“You up for a little more excitement?” Chance asked.

“What do you mean?” Rick asked.

“Well, we can grab something from the restaurant, or we can grab someone from the restaurant.” Chance replied with a grin. Noticing Rick’s confused expression, he elaborated, telling Rick that he and a friend had picked up a waitress for a threesome a few months ago. Chance told Rick that he had stayed in touch with her, and she might be willing to come back to the house with them. Chance also explained that she had a preference for role play, specifically a scenario of being abducted.

Rick had been feeling tired, but suddenly felt a second wind.

“Were you and Nancy going to abduct her?” he asked.

“Yea, we were.”

“Is Nancy into other women?” Rick asked.

“I don’t know how much. I have seen Nancy make out with other women, but I have never seen her go full on lesbo,” Chance answered.

“Yea, me neither,” Rick replied, thinking about what he almost saw at the park a few weeks earlier.

“I’m sure you would be an acceptable sub, uh, substitute for Nancy. The last threesome with Misty was with her and another guy,” Chance said with a grin.

“What is she like, the waitress?”

“She is smart, funny… she is a lot of fun. She did well as a captive, but also managed to turn the tables on us. That was fucking hot.”

“Then I would be a fool to say no,” Rick said,” what is the plan.”

Chance explained they would grab Misty at a predetermined location. Rick would put a bag over her head. Rick’s job was to strap her arms to her body. Then she would be put into the back of the pickup and brought back to the house. Chance went on to explain what the hard and soft limits were and what the safe word was. Rick listened and nodded. This was turning out to be an excellent weekend.

Rick settled into his chair. The restaurant was a short drive from the house. Chance had asked the hostess to seat them in a Misty’s section so there was a short wait while a table opened up.

Once they were seated Rick looked around the room, trying to pick Misty out. The sound of a chair moving surprised him. A waitress sat down in the chair between him and Chance. She looked at him and smiled, then turned to Chance.

“This isn’t what I ordered, but I don’t think I will send it back,” she said, putting her hand on Rick’s knee.

“Yea, last minute sub,” Chance said.

“Sub? Him? I would not have guessed that.” Misty replied.

Rick scowled at Chance. The idea of being a submissive did not sit well with him today.

“I mean substitute. I have got to stop doing that. Rick took Nancy’s place at the three gun match, so I figured he could take her place for this as well.” Chance replied.

“That’s too bad that Nancy couldn’t make it.” Misty lamented.

“She was not happy about it, but we are going to have a good time.”

Misty turned to Rick, “First off, I’m Misty. I will be serving you tonight, or should I say, ‘being served to you’?” she giggled. “Second, how did you like the three gun match? I really wanted to go but I had to work. Now, have you ever done anything like this before?”

“Let’s just say today has been the first time for a few things, this included,” he replied, “but I am a fast learner”.

“He is being humble. He has not done much role playing, but I have seen what he can do with restraints and it is impressive. Rick is really good with ropes and knots, among other things. What will be new is this level of domination,” Rick interjected.

“Great. I have been thinking about this all day. I am so fucking horny right now, I can’t wait to get started. You set the bar pretty high last time, I can’t wait to see what you have planned for me tonight.” Misty said, glancing at both of them with a big smile. She noticed a concerned expression or Rick’s face.

“Is something wrong?” Misty asked, looking directly at Rick.

“I’m not sure I understand what you want,” Rick replied.

“I want to be scared out of my mind while you two are fucking my brains out. Think of having sex while riding on the tallest roller coaster you can imagine. That’s what I want.”

“Rick,” Chance interjected, “is a bit of a risk adverse control freak, but I think I can get him to play along. He is still more hero than villain, but he is learning.”

Rick slid a piece of paper across the table to Misty, “Your safe word, in case you forgot it. Does someone know what is going on?”

“About that,” Misty explained, “Here is the plan. I’m going to change clothes and leave out the back. That’s where I want you to grab me. It is very important that one of you take my hat and put it on your head. The friend I told about this insisted on watching you grab me. She’s a cop, and if you don’t put the hat on you might get tased… or shot. She is more nervous about this than I am.”

“Hat, got it.” Chance replied calmly.

“You guys want anything to eat?” Misty asked, “I recommend the house salad. You don’t want to be weighed down.”

“Works for me,” Chance answered.

“Me too,” Rick said.

Misty stood up and headed to the kitchen. Rick fidgeted in the seat. He already had an erection, even the risk of getting tased was not a deterrent.

“You don’t really think that cop would shoot us, do you?” Rick asked.

“Probably not, but if I don’t pick up that hat, you grab it.”

Misty came back to their table, and picking up their empty salad plates stated, “I will be out the back door in ten minutes, see you there.”

“If this goes according to plan all you will see is the inside of a black bag,” Chance replied.

Misty quickly walked back to the kitchen and dropped the plates off. She turned around and looked at Chance and Rick. She watched Chance put some cash on the table and leave. Rick looked quite a bit younger than Chance, she wondered how many times he had done something like this. He was certainly cute enough for the part.

Misty changed clothes. She was wearing exactly what Chance had told her to, a long sleeve button down shirt, a skirt and comfortable shoes. Misty put the all important cap on her head. She dropped her bag of work clothes with one of her friend’s items, and then slipped out the back door. The second she shut the door everything went dark.

Someone had put a black bag over her head, knocking her hat off. She felt hands on her wrists then a tight band squeezed them together. Her arms were pinned together behind her head. One of them slid his hands inside the front of her skirt, rubbing his fingers against her wet pussy. She heard what sounded like tape being unrolled, then something wrapping around her forearms. When her captor released her arms she let them drop to her chest. Misty was a bit confused. Tape was not part of the plan. She felt her body being lifted, and then unceremoniously dumped into the back of a truck. A tarp landed on top of her and the truck accelerated away from the pub. Misty tried to sit up, but the tarp had been tied down. She was pretty sure Chance and Rick had grabbed her. Marcy would have stopped anyone else. The truck began to slow down and turn, and turn and turn. This was not the way to the house Chance had taken her to. It sounded like they were in a parking garage. A sliver of doubt crept into Misty’s head. Maybe it wasn’t Chance and Rick. Maybe Marcy had been called away by an emergency. She felt her pulse quicken. She would not panic. This had to be Chance and Rick. The odds of someone else waiting for her were astronomical.

Chance sat in the back of the truck, watching the lump under the tarp that was his guest for the evening. It had been Rick’s idea to alter the plan slightly. He thought it would be more exciting if there was an element of uncertainty. The parking garage was an idea they came up with together. Rick had suggested they stop along the way and have some fun. Chance had thought of the actual location. Chance held on as Rick stopped, then backed the truck into a spot between two large vans. They were pretty well hidden and were near the ventilation equipment. The fans were so loud he and Rick would have to shout at each other. The noise would also mask any screaming Misty wanted to do.

The tarp was pulled off abruptly. Wherever she was it was loud and smelled like trucks. Misty tried to curl up into a ball, but was pulled to her feet. She tried to keep her arms folded over her chest, but they were ripped away and held behind her head. She felt her shirt being ripped open. Through the roar of the industrial fan she heard a distinct metallic click, and then felt her bra being cut away. Knowing there was a knife that close to her skin upped the fear another notch. Why did they change the plan? Suddenly she was pushed until her hips hit the cab of the truck. Another shove and her breast were pinned against the cold metal roof. A large hand tugged at her panties, pulling them down to her knees. Misty realized she was about to get fucked, in the back of a truck, in a public parking garage.

Without warning a thick, hard cock rammed into her. She screamed, partly from surprised and party from excitement. She was aroused enough that she was dripping wet. He filled her completely on the first thrust. Again and again his hips slapped against her ass. Her hips were beating against the cab of the truck, but she did not care. It was wonderfully rough. She wondered if it was Chance or the sweet looking young kid that was pounding his cock into her pussy. He pulled her hair, lifting her tits off the truck. Each time he thrust into her they bounced. Misty realized that at any moment someone could drive by and see her getting fucked. See her breasts flailing back and forth. It was at that moment that she came. She screamed again as the orgasm coursed through her body.

The screaming was louder than he expected. Rick figured Misty might spout off some dirty talk. Instead it was like a primal scream. The first one caught him off guard. He was concerned that something was wrong. Chance had waved him on with a reassuring look. Misty clearly wanted this. She was so wet. He had expected the first thrust to be difficult. It was not. Instead his thrust had buried his dick deep inside her.

Rick had half expected to hear the safe word. Misty had not seemed like the kind of woman that would want to have sex in a public garage. She could not know they two large vans blocked the view from the side, or that Chance had opened the hood of the truck, blocking the view from the front. She screamed again and Rick exploded inside her. When the last bit of cum bubbled out of his cock he withdrew. Rick grabbed Misty and put her back in the bed of the truck, securing the tarp over her. He tucked his penis back into his shorts and sat down in the bed of the truck. Chance lowered the hood and got in the driver seat. They began to drive to the house.

More doubt was nagging at Misty. As the truck bumped along, winding its way out of the garage, Misty felt a mixture of his cum and her wetness running down her legs. Why had only one of them fucked her? Why didn’t they go straight to the house? If it was not them someone would have called her phone. It was in her purse, but she did not know where that was. Misty realized she was scared. She thought about the safe word. It was useless to her now. Even if it was Rick and Chance they would not hear her. And even if they did, it would only end a near perfect fantasy. If it wasn’t Rick and Chance it would be completely useless. Misty struggled against the tape holding her arms together, but it was wasted effort. All she could do was hope it was Chance and Rick in the truck, not two strangers. They picked up speed and one corner of the tarp folded back. Misty was still tied down, but she could feel a cool breeze on her exposed breast.

Rick gazed at Misty. Chance had been right about being him being uncomfortable with risk. The fact that Misty was enjoying what he and Chance were doing was a bit shocking. He wondered if they had taken things too far. Rick knew part of Misty’s fantasy was to be scared, but he worried about her. When part of the tarp folded back and exposed her, his first instinct was to cover her back up. He appreciated the chance to see her naked breast as the street lights flashed by, but he did not want her to be uncomfortable. He finally decided to leave it alone; he did not want to spoil her fantasy.

The truck finally came to a stop. She heard a door open and close, but only one. The truck shook as the tailgate fell open. Misty felt the tarp being pulled off. Someone grabbed her feet and dragged her to the edge of the truck’s bed.

“Walk,” one of them said. Her ears were still buzzing from the wind noise of the ride in the truck, and one word was not enough to confirm the voice as Rick or Chance. She stumbled forward. A hand gripped her shoulder, steering her right and left. Finally they stopped.

“Get on your knees.”

Misty felt someone tugging on the bag that covered her head. The fabric ripped open and cool night air flooded in and on to her mouth and nose. The bag still covered her eyes. She felt something brush against the inside of her thighs. Misty’s heart was pounding. Nothing felt familiar. She struggled to free her arms, but the bindings were too strong. She had been more excited than scared, but that ratio was changing.

Someone put a hand on the back of her head. Misty knew what would be next. She was about to have a hard cock in her mouth. She felt it against her lips. She wondered if it was the same person that had fucked her in the parking garage. She felt her head being pulled forward. Misty opened her mouth and let the throbbing erection penetrate her lips. Her head was guided back and forth, each time she took in a bit more until she felt it hit the back of her throat. Despite her efforts to suppress it, she gagged slightly. Whoever was fucking her mouth did not hesitate. Misty felt like things were spinning out of control. How was she supposed to use the safe word with a mouth full of cock?

It had to be Rick and Chance, it just had to be.

At the moment the balance of fear and excitement was perfect. She was thoroughly aroused. Her nipples were swollen almost to the point of soreness. Her thighs were wet, partially from being fucked earlier and partially from her excitement. She felt an orgasm building inside her body. Apparently her instincts thought she was safe enough to enjoy what was happening. Her fear began to fade as her excitement increased. Misty pressed her tongue against the cock that was invading her mouth and was rewarded with a groan.

Rick was lying on his back with his head between Misty’s knees. He was staring up at her pussy. It was cloaked in the shadows of her skirt, but enough light leaked in that he could see her labia. She was so wet she was almost dripping. He wanted to touch her. Rick knew Chance wanted to keep her guessing just as long as possible. He heard her gag on Chance’s cock. Then he heard Chance moan. Rick could not wait any longer. He reached up and put his hands on her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his fingers. They felt hard as rocks.

Misty felt warm hands on her breasts. The sensation of her nipples being pinched inched her closer to orgasm. The hands glided down her body and rested on her hips, then pulled her down. She felt something warm and wet on her sex. All the tension and fear exploded into an orgasm. Misty felt her mouth filling with cum as her climax overwhelmed her. It was all she could do to keep from choking on the hot salty fluid pouring down her throat. Strong fingers dug into her hips, pinning her against his mouth. She felt his tongue briefly swirl around her clit, and then slip between her labia. She fought to tilt her head back. Misty felt the last bit of cum dribble on to her chin as her mouth slipped of his cock. Misty gasped for breath, and then screamed as her orgasm engulfed her entire body. She fell forward and someone caught her. She tried to put her hands on the floor, but they were still bound. She continued gasping for breath. The next thing she knew there was another mouth pressed against her, this time on her tits. Another orgasm surged through her body, or maybe the first one just caught a second wind. Two pairs of hands held her up as her arms and legs turned to jell-o. As her orgasm finally faded away she realized she was making a weeping noise.

Chance pulled Misty on to her feet, interrupting whatever Rick was doing to her. He led her through the house to the bedroom and pushed her on to the bed.

“Stay there,” he growled as he walked back in to the hall to meet Rick.

“She is fucking awesome,” Rick said.

“Yes, she is,” Chance said, “and nice glazed donut face.”

Rick wiped his face with his shirt. Misty had gone from dripping wet to gushing wet when she climaxed. Rick felt like he had been on the receiving end of a money shot. Over Chance’s shoulder he could see Misty sprawled out face down on the bed. Her ass peeked out from under her skirt.

“What now?” Rick asked.

“I don’t know, I’m sure we will think of something,” Chance replied sarcastically.

“I have an idea,” Rick said.

The sound of voices drifted into the room. Misty could not quite make out the words but she was certain they were talking about her. She was almost certain she was with Chance and Rick, but the fear that she had actually been abducted would not go away. Misty was glad they were allowing her a much needed rest. So far the ordeal had been thrilling and exhausting. The sound of approaching footsteps made her skin tingle with anticipation. The bed shifted as one of the climbed on to it. A hand gripped her shoulder, rolling her on to her back. Then one of them was on top of her. He forced his leg between her thighs. Suddenly he was inside her. She gasped as her body stretched to accommodate his thick cock.

For the second timed in one night Rick shoved his erection into Misty. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled over so she was on top of him. Rick put his hands on her and pushed her up, peeling her breasts off his chest. Her tits were fantastic. They were round and firm with dark areola. Misty’s nipples stood out like large pebbles. Rick lowered her just enough to reach her breast with his mouth. With his erection buried deep inside her Rick thrust his hips back and forth.

Despite having just filled Misty’s mouth with his cum Chance felt his dick getting hard again. It probably had something to do with seeing Misty’s pussy stretched around Rick’s thick cock. Chance put his hand on his penis and stroked it. His cock was still wet and slick from being in Misty’s mouth. He could feel his erection swelling. Chance climbed on to the bed to fill his role in Rick’s plan.

The bed shifted and Misty realized that she was now part of a threesome. She felt her ass checks being pushed apart by a hard wet dick. The tip of his cock rested just below the small over her back. Misty felt the hard shaft siding back and forth between her ass cheeks. At the same time that she was being fucked with long hard thrusts from the man beneath her. She felt lips on one of her breasts and a hand on the other. Her neck was covered with soft kisses. She felt like she was floating.

Without warning one of them grabbed her head and pulled her down. His lips pressed against hers and his tongue invaded her mouth. Reflexively she struggled to pull away but it was no use. One of them would have been too strong for her to resist. With both of them on her she was helpless. Everything was spinning out of control. Misty felt her climax approaching. She felt something else as well. She felt the tip of a penis pressing against her ass. Were they both going to fuck her at the same time? She tried to say the safe word, but all she could do was grunt against his lips. At that moment her orgasm exploded. The world faded away, replaced with nothing but euphoria.

Not letting go of Misty was one of the most difficult things Rick had done. He knew she was panicking. He knew she was trying to say the safe word. He also believed that if she knew what the plan was she would want them to go through with it. With all his strength he rammed his cock into her. He held her head in his hands, keeping her mouth pressed tight against his. When she clenched down on his cock Rick’s orgasm surged though him. He could feel the stream of cum jet into her. When the last bit spurted out he withdrew from her. But he did not let go of Misty. There was another part of this plan.

Chance liked the feeling of his cock against Misty’s ass. He would have been more than happy to slide his erection between her ass cheeks until he covered them with his cum. Holding the tip of his cock against her was also a thrill. The feeling of her tight ass stretched around his cock would have been incredible, but that was not the plan for tonight. The moment Rick slipped is cock out of her Chance shoved his in. He was pretty sure Misty was still in the midst of her orgasm when he entered her.

Chance wondered if Misty was even aware she was being fucked by someone else now. The sound of his cock slipping in and out of her cum soaked pussy was erotic in a way he had not imagined. The wet slurping sound was interrupted by the noise of his hips slapping against Misty’s ass. It was also punctuated by Misty screaming that she wanted to be fucked harder. Chance was more than happy to oblige. Her screams turned to moans as Rick put his mouth on her breast. Chance could not take his eyes of the sight of Misty’s sweat soaked body as it writhed between himself and Rick.

Sometime later Misty would name this the hurricane orgasm. There was a brief pause as the eye passed over her, then the wall slammed into her and once again her world was turned upside down. She did not realize right away that instead of fucking her in the ass, the man behind her had just waited for his friend to fill her with cum and then taken his place. She could feel one thick cock pressed against her belly as the other throbbing erection stretched her labia apart. This wasn’t a threesome. This was a private orgy, made just for her. Misty pulled her head back, breaking the open mouthed kiss with the man below her. She gasped for breath as the orgasm racked her body. She realized she could see. The bag over her head was gone.

Misty heard a guttural voice that sounded vaguely like her own calling lustily, “Harder, fuck me harder! Don’t fucking stop. Don’t you DARE fucking stop! I want every last bit of your cock!”

From behind her Chance kissed on the back of her neck while pulling her hair. Below her Rick engulfed one breast with his mouth and the other with his hand. Misty felt like a complete slut and she loved every bit of it. Misty felt like she was being devoured and that feeling added to her excitement. She was living for the moment, not concerned with what Chance and Rick would think after they had their way with her, not caring about the fact that her clothes were in tatters, and ambivalent about how much her battered and bruised body would ache in a few hours. It was a price she gladly paid for the ecstasy of this moment in time. She felt Chance make one final thrust as he unloaded inside her and then collapsed.

For a few minutes Misty was sandwiched between two naked men. Eventually Chance rolled to the side and Misty lay nestled between her two lovers. A better term would be “lusters”, but she figured that it probably was not a real word. Misty felt a bond with Rick and Chance. They had gone to considerable effort to fulfill her fantasy. She began to think of a way to repay them.

Rick was the first to stir, slowly extricating himself from the pile of sweaty bodies on the bed.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” Rick said as he pulled on Misty’s arm.

“He’s right, we are a bit of a mess,” Chance added.

Gingerly Misty stood. She already felt a bit sore. Step by step she followed Chance into the bathroom. What had been a garden tub was not an oversized shower stall. By the time Misty had shed the remnants of her clothes a warm mist was billowing out of the shower. Rick and Chance both watched her walk in.

“Surely you have seen enough of my naked body,” she said.

“That’s like saying you have seen too many sunsets,” Rick answered.

“It’s a good thing you are cute,” Misty replied, “because your pick up lines are pretty lame.”

Rick gave her a dejected look and began to spread a soapy lather onto her skin. Chance joined him and soon her body was covered in suds. Starting with her neck the two men caressed and massaged every inch of her body. While Rick shampooed her hair, Chance rubbed her feet. Finally, they rinsed her off. Chance put his hand on the shower knobs to turn off the water. Misty stopped him.

“I don’t think you two are clean yet,” she said, causing both of them to grin broadly.

Misty stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her hair. Chance and Rick looked bewildered. Misty shut the door to the shower and shouted over the sound of the water.

“I think you two know how soap works,” she said as she grinned.

Chance leaned towards Rick and began to speak just loud enough for Rick to hear, “If you are not afraid of man cooties we can make this work for us.”

“What do you mean?” Rick asked.

“Just follow my lead and take a peek at Misty every once in a while,” Chance said as he began to lather Rick’s chest.

Despite the shower Misty was still felt a bit dirty as she toweled her hair off. When she looked up she was pleasantly surprised. She had expected to see Chance and Rick backed into opposite corners of the shower, avoiding any form of sword-crossing as they bathed. Instead they were covering each other with thick lather. Misty forgot about her own nakedness as she watched Rick massage Chance’s back. She was surprised to feel her nipples stiffen as Chance shampooed Rick’s hair.

Even though she was completely exhausted he could not stop watching the two wet naked men in the shower as they caressed and massaged each other. Even though she knew she did not have the energy for another orgasm Misty put one hand between her legs. When Chance kissed Rick on the mouth, Misty slipped a finger into her pussy. That only seemed to encourage them. Rick, Chance and Misty each tried to one up each other. Chance and Rick making out drove Misty to masturbate. The sight of Misty tugging on her nipples and finger fucking her pussy caused Rick and Chance to continue their lip lock.

Rick was only vaguely aware of what Chance was doing; his mind was entirely focused on Misty. He imagined it wasn’t Chance’s tongue in him mouth but rather Misty’s swollen nipple. Rick had seen women masturbate before, mostly in porn movies. What he was seeing now was a thousand times more arousing. His eyes shifted down. Misty was leaning back and pushing her hips forward. He could see her fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy. Unconsciously he gripped Chance tighter.

The water splattered on the shower door made it difficult to discern all the details but Misty could see enough. Rick and Chance were locked in an embrace. They were a tangle of strong arms, muscular back and well defined legs. She knew what they were doing was for her benefit. It made her wonder who was submitting to whom.

Misty pressed two fingers deep into her cum soaked pussy. She wedged her other two fingers against her ass and stroked her clit with her thumb. The men turned slightly so Chance’s back was to her. Chance’s fit body was outlined against Rick’s taller and broader silhouette. Misty felt another climax building in her exhausted body. As she watched Chance put his muscular arms around Rick’s neck she began to stroke herself faster and faster. Misty wondered if Rick appreciated Chance’s kisses as much as she did. When Rick put has hands on Rick’s ass Misty’s body shuddered with an orgasm.

Finally Misty whimpered and sank to the floor as her knees weakened. The energy of the orgasm surprised and overwhelm her. She did not think she had it in her to cum again with such intensity. Rick and Chance quickly rinsed off and were at her side. They toweled her off first, then each other. Then they led her to a second bedroom. The room was empty except for a king sized bed in the exact center. Above the bed the moon was visible through a large skylight. Rick walked to one side of the bed and Chance walked to the other. Misty walked to the foot of the bed and crawled on to it. She lay down in the middle of the bed. Both Chance and Rick settled onto the bed and put an arm over her. All three of them drifted off to sleep.

Misty slowly opened her eyes. It was still dark, but the full moon streaming in through the skylight illuminated the room quite well. She glanced at the clock; it was three in the morning. Rick and Chance were still asleep, both lying on their backs. Chance was on her right and Rick was on her left. All of them were naked, and both men had erections.

Misty turned to Chance and admired his physique. The sight of him naked and seeming ready for even more sex aroused her. She turned at looked at Rick. He was just as attractive as Chance. Both of them looked so ready. She lay back down and thought of the two hard cocks next two her. Misty put her hand between her legs and stroked herself. She was wet, partially from desire and partially from getting fucked earlier in the night. She had never been as full of cum as she was tonight. The idea of two hard cocks waiting for her drifted through her mind. Once again she wondered what it would be like to have both of them inside her at the same time. Misty pressed her finger between her ass cheeks, the slowly slid it up and across her labia. She shuddered with anticipation.

There was no way she would really do it. She had never thought she was not the kind of girl to take it in the ass. She stroked herself again. Maybe she was. When her finger rested between her buttocks she shuddered. It didn’t feel better than when she rubbed her pussy, but it was certainly exciting. She looked over at Rick, then at Chance. Rick looked like he had a bit more girth. In her fantasy he would be on the bottom, pushing his thick cock in and out of her pussy. She put one hand on her breast. Rick would be tugging on her nipples with his teeth while she fucked him. Misty pinched her swollen flesh and suppressed a moan. She did not want to wake either of them up. They were playing their part perfectly right now.

Misty turned her head to look at Chance. He would be behind her, teasing her by pressing the head of his dick against her ass. They had done that to her tonight, taunted her with the idea that one of them would fuck her in the ass. At the time the thought had terrified her. Now, in the comfort of her fantasy, it was arousing. She imagined Chance gently pressing against her while Rick’s cock pounded into her. Chance would have his hands on her tits, caressing them as Rick’s lips wrapped around her nipples. Then Chance would slowly push inside her, filling her in an entirely new way.

Biting her lip to stay quiet Misty pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. She crushed her left breast in her hand. Misty could feel her orgasm building. The image of the three of them stacked on top of each other, all racing towards climax together filled her mind.

Chance would cum first, pulling his cock out and shooting thick ropes of cum on to her ass, then pressing his half hard dick between her ass cheeks. The feeling of his hot cum on her skin would push her over the edge. In her fantasy she screamed a string of profanity, but in reality she just mewed quietly as she came. It would be her talking dirty that would make Rick shoot his load deep inside her. Misty’s hand slowed and finally came to a rest between her legs.

She looked at the two men again. Chance was sleeping quietly with slow deep breaths. She looked over at Rick. He was having a more fitful sleep. His head moved from side to side and he breathing was rapid and shallow. She wondered if he was having a nightmare. Then she noticed his cock. It looked even bigger and thicker than before, and a few drops of precum had formed on the tip. Rick was having a sex dream. Misty’s lips curled into a grin and she slowly crawled out of bed. She walked around to the side Rick was sleeping on. Misty got on her knees and leaned over Rick’s waist. Her lips hovered over his cock. Slowly she closed her mouth around the head of his dick. It felt hot and thick in her mouth. She wanted to be part of Rick’s dream. She wondered what his was dreaming about. Was a blowjob part of it? Misty gently pressed her tongue against the tip of Rick’s erection. Without warning a stream of hot, thick fluid shot out of his cock, followed by another and another. It filled her mouth. Misty felt Rick’s cum flowing down her throat. When the flood slowed to a tricked she opened her mouth and straightened up. Rick was still sound asleep.

Misty turned her attention to Chance. She crept around the bed and stared at him. He was so damn sexy. She wanted to run her fingers through the hair on his chest. Misty let her hand hover over him. Then just as she was done with Rick, she dropped to her knees and lowered her mouth onto his erection. Chance was not in the throes of a sex dream. The moment her lips closed around the tip of his penis he stirred. She put her finger on his lips, silently instructing him to remain quiet. She took her mouth of his cock for just a moment.

“You slept through Rick’s blowjob, so it is only right that he sleep through yours,” she whispered, then wrapped her lips around his throbbing erection.

It took Chance a few moments to figure out he was not dreaming. Misty was starting to impress him. He only knew one other woman that could fuck and suck all night like this. He raised his head just enough to see Misty’s mouth on his cock. She had one hand wrapped around it, pointing his penis towards the ceiling. Her other hand had been on his lips, but now it rested on his chest. Chance felt unusually aroused by what Misty was doing. Her hand slid easily up and down his wet shaft. She caressed the head of his cock alternately with her hand and mouth. The contrast between her firm grip and warm, soft mouth was pushing him toward climax with amazing speed.

“You’re going to make me cum…” he whispered, feeling her finger on his lips again.

Chance dropped his head back on to the pillow. The sight of Misty’s naked body in the moonlight was too much. Seeing her head bob up and down on his cock was entirely too arousing. He closed his eyes and savored the feeling of being inside her when he came. He felt his cock jerk between her lips, filling her mouth with his seed. She sucked down every drop, and then let his waning erection slip from between her lips. Chance reached for her. He wanted to hold her, kiss her, return some of the pleasure she had given him. She crawled over him and settled on the bed, then kissed him gently on the lips.

“Good night Chance,” she said quietly.

“I want to do something for you,” he whispered.

“You will, but I want you well rested when you do. I have plans for you and your friend. You will find out what they are when the sun comes up.”

As Chance drifted off to sleep Misty had an idea. She tip toed out of the room and wandered through the house until she found Rick’s and Chance’s pants. Digging through the pockets she found their phones. Starting with Chance’s phone Misty started taking pictures of herself. The first one was of her breast with her fingers covering her nipple. The next was a shot of her hand covering her pussy. Bit by bit Misty became more and more daring. After each picture she looked at the image. A few were deleted, and a few inspired her to do more. Alternating between the two camera phones the pictures became more and more revealing. Misty was careful to avoid getting her face in any of the pictures. For the last picture she was on her knees. Her breasts were pressed against the floor. She held the camera between her legs with one hand and finger fucked herself with the other.

As she put the phones back Misty wondered if she would know when Rick and Chance found her gift. If your ears burn when someone talks about you, she wondered what burns when they think about you and masturbate.

When she returned to the bedroom Rick and Chance were still fast asleep. She wedged herself into the gap between them and drifted off to sleep.