Pete had been waiting awhile for this one. Shit, he was sure that Becca had been waiting too. When she first called him about it, he wasn't sure she was serious.
"Hi, pete, Ummm... I don't know if you remember my friend Gloria..."
Pete remembered her; how could he forget? Gloria was top notch. she was an innocent, sweet blonde girl with perky B cup tits and a perfectly cozy round ass that she paraded around in pink shorts that were way too small. In fact, a couple of times when Pete was fucking Becca at the arcade they worked at, Gloria would pass by and give them a glance, almost jealous, like she wanted some of that long cock.
"Well, anyways, I was talking to gloria and..."
"You were talking to her? were you?"
"Okay pete, you fucking pervert, I was eating her out. and she told me she wants to try YOU out. how's that, sicko?"
Pete already knew. Becca was seasoned, experienced. her breasts were fucking huge and she knew it, she had played every guy she'd been with like a fiddle, but pete gave her the kind of dick she knew she had to earn. So, When Gloria got hired, it was a competition.
Pete flirted, Becca flirted. and becca won the prize. or thought she did. Becca had warmed Gloria up, pulling her sweet braided blonde pigtails as she ate out her pussy after hours. But Gloria wanted more. And so did Becca, Though she might not admit it as readily.
"Look, Becca wants to try you out. yeah, I know, SURPRISE! so, can we, like, suck your cock this friday night?" together?"
"I'll think about it." Pete said, and he hung up the phone. He Went back to watching cheers on his laptop, with a huge grin pasted on his face. This friday, he was going to dick down two of the hottest chicks in Portland. Nothing wrong with that. Nothing wrong at all.
When friday came, Pete was ready. He had candles lit, oils in bottles, and a bed covered in rose petals. Becca was ready too, she had been stretching her ass for him all week. Gloria, on the other hand, was a little nervous. She had never done anything like this before, so she needed Becca's help. lord knows she was willing.
"Becca, I'm a little scared. I'm only 18, and Ive been with more girls than guys. I want him to have fun with me, I just dont know what to do!"
Becca smiled, and pressed her juicy lips against Gloria's shoulder.
"Gloria, you're gonna be fine. We're gonna go to the bridge tonight, You just... you just have to be a good little bridge whore."
Gloria was confused, she could barely put her fishnet stockings on that becca had helped her pick out.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, let him use you. let him fuck your holes and rip up your clothes and... and you'll feel like a fucking goddess."
"Really? but it seems so... overly aggressive"
Becca bent down and pulled her black shoes on, securing them gently and biting her thigh.
"Gloria... You're a fucking queen. He knows that. I know that. You know that. You know how you're always screaming HARDER and FASTER when we fuck? and I can never do it hard or fast enough?"
Gloria looked down, hesitant but curious.
"yeah, I do."
Becca looked up, knowingly, and tossed her middle finger up and down Gloria's clit.
"Well, pete can go harder, and faster, than I can. He will get you so soaking wet you'll forget where the fuck you are. His cock is HUGE.
