“You wouldn’t believe it if I told you that my pussy is still reddened from last night’s fucking. We banged in the shower, Kati.”
She stretches her eyes wide in shock. “You had a gang bang? Who are the other participators? Tell me, girlfriend.”
“It was not a gang bang genuinely. We were solely the two of us.”
She drifts closer to me. I have a feeling she wishes to confess something. Before she voices any word, she looks around to see if there is anyone standing close. We are just the three of us—me, her, and Crandon. The rest are a great distance away.
“Mia, I must ‘fess up something.” Having stated this, she pulls back to examine my response. I am shocked, frankly. What does she want to disclose?
“You are free to speak your mind, Kati,” I gaze at her; she looks anxious and shy; her feet are shaking; her brow is folding.
“Please don’t make fun of me—”
I cut her short. “Say it already please!”
“Fine….I will…….The truth is……..James and I……….are interested in joining you and Crandon…….for a gang bang. An orgy, I must specify. The thing is I am not certain if you will allow us to do that…….or not. What is your say?”
There is this unquestionable fear present in her voice. I am equally terrified. I was not hoping to hear this from her. What made her change her mind suddenly? I thought she was against me fucking Crandon. Now she wants to have group sex with him?
“I have no problem with that, Kati. I believe this is the most brilliant idea I have ever heard. What had you change your mind all of a sudden? Did Cooper suggest this?”
She looks embarrassed. It seems I am making her uneasy with these questions. In any case, she replies, “He didn’t recommend anything to me. I realized I was missing out on lots of fun that you are enjoying with him—Crandon.”
I love the idea of the four of us participating in group sex. We must do precisely that. I can’t wait. It is true that Crandon cannot talk. If he was able to say something, this is what he would express, “Kati: You are very right, girl. We must have an orgy. What are we waiting for?”
“Are you sure Cooper wants to do this?” I question in distrust. I just want to be positive that this is truthful of him. He looks more of a faultless, sweet guy. I didn’t expect bestiality to be his piece of cake too. Who knows? He might be looking after a flock of animals that he ties to his bed and fucks them up until they cannot howl anymore.
“I am confident about it, Mia.”
I am interesting in knowing more. “How did he found out I am into ‘best’?” ‘Best’ is a shortening for ‘bestiality.’
“Well—I told him. Don’t be furious with me, I beg you. I was speaking stuff to him, and I ended up giving away your secret lifestyle.”
“You are an idiot, Kati. Don’t you know that saying things irresponsibly will get the two of us into trouble some day? Cooper is a famous guy—not commonplace like those dudes you regularly chill out with. You never know. We might find ourselves highlighted on the cover page of People magazine.”
“I am sorry this has upset you. The truth is he let me know he was into bestiality. He adapts to both sides, human and non-human.”
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