Josie

At ten on a Saturday morning and not long out of bed, Sophie Wilcox answered the doorbell and opened her apartment door.

"Josie?"

Her friend Josie Wallace was in the hall, looking stressed.

"I need to talk."

"Sure. What are you wearing?" Sophie asked as Josie passed to go in.

"I had to grab something quick," Josie explained. She was wearing a white singlet belonging to her boyfriend, Peter. It was the only thing clean enough she could find in the laundry.

"You've got no underwear," Sophie frowned. "And are those hickeys?"

"That's why I need to talk."

Sophie and Josie had been friends since elementary school and attended the same schools until the end of university.

"I had sex with two guys last night."

"What!?"

"And this morning."

"What?!"

"I know, I know. I can't believe it."

"I don't get it, what are you talking about?"

"Peter, last night at his place, this friend from his college was staying over. I had sex with both of them."

"Does Peter know?" Sophie gasped.

"Sophie, don't be silly. He was there. I had sex with both of them at the same time."

"Oh my god!"

"I know."

"Oh my god!"

"Stop it, I know!"

"How?"

"Lots of ways," Josie sighed.

"You mean... they were both in you, or they took turns?"

"Both."

"Oh my god!"

"Stop it Sophie, I know! I think oh-my-god, too! You don't have to keep saying it."

Josie was a badminton player, that was her thing. She was too short for basketball, too dainty for soccer, not enough breast to be a cheerleader, but too much breast for gymnastics. With a foot-slide and a wrist-whip, Josie could power a shuttlecock beyond reach of most opposition. She had an eye for it, a knack.

And plenty of guys had an eye for her, too. These days top women badminton players wear shorts, but back in school and uni, they all wore skirts. And in a world where men ran sports programs, they were wickedly short skirts. It helped bring boys to come to watch their games. Josie liked boys, she always had. And they liked her too, she was gorgeous - in many ways Josie was a clone of a super young Chris Evert when she first hit the global tennis scene. But Josie was a sheep in wolf's clothing. She had long courtships before taking her underwear off for any boy. And when she finally let a guy sleep with her, it was in a monogamous relationship, in the bedroom with the lights low, and only after a shower. Guys could put their cock in her mouth, but the only guy that ever dared blow his load in there, she never saw him again. Josie took cum into a condom in her vagina, or onto her breasts if he felt like cumming when she sucked his cock - that was enough. So if there was a break-up, it would be months with a new guy before Josie trusted him to take her to bed.

And then there was Peter.

Josie made him wait even longer.

Not because she wasn't sure about him, but because she was. At twenty-four when they first started dating, it wasn't crazy to have one eye on a permanent relationship and Peter was the right sort of candidate. He made her laugh, the guy was eternally happy, some people just are. It made her think of a bright family life, and it was seriously worth her setting up the relationship on solid ground from the start.

"I've never had a guy inside me, not properly," Josie explained to Peter one night on his sofa.

"Don't even start to tell me you're a virgin," Peter laughed. He was sat with only his t-shirt on, Josie stroking his erection as they talked. "There's no way you've got this far without having been fucked. You know your way around a cock too well."

"No, I'm not saying that. I've slept with guys. But they always used a condom. I made them always use a condom. I've never felt a guy in me, not bare."

"Oh."

"But I want you in me properly. I don't want to use a condom with you. Not ever. It's too juvenile. I want us to do it properly, from the start."

"I'm good with that," Peter smiled, "So we can take your pants off now, then?"

"No. I need to get ready. I don't want to get pregnant, not yet. One day I want a baby, but not yet."

"So I can't fuck you tonight?" Peter pouted. "You know, it's well past the third date. It's even past the thirteenth date."

"I know. You've been really patient with me. I'll make it up, I promise."

"So, I can cum in your mouth?"

"Don't you dare! You can do it on my breasts though, if you like?"

"Fine. Take it off."

"Not here!" Josie squealed, "Can we go to your bed?"

"And get half-undressed?"

"Aw, baby. It won't be long, I promise. I'll go to my doctor this week and get on contraceptives. Then we can do it properly, I promise."

"And often?" Peter checked.

"As often as you can, ten times a day if you want!" Josie laughed. None of her boyfriends could ever do her more than three times a day in the past, so it was an easy promise to make.

"I want," Peter pouted before taking Josie to his bed to get a blowjob and spray a load onto her brilliant tits.

And so Peter waited for longer than any man should - a ridiculous two more periods and six more weeks before Josie felt safe that the pill would work. But he did get his reward. And it was worth it. It had been so long for Josie that it wasn't just Peter that shouted for glee when she finally pushed her pussy down his long hard shaft. Josie fairly danced on his cock, fucking like a girl who was thirsty and had finally reached an oasis. Sometimes you don't realise how dehydrated you are until you drink. Josie drank, brutally! And she loved that her vagina finally absorbed the raw cum of a man. Being ejaculated into was divine. That first weekend of sex they spent entirely in Peter's bed. Finally Peter had discovered Josie's total package, and things looked pretty good from underneath her.

Josie and Peter didn't live together. Josie was still with her mother, but most Fridays after work she would stay at his apartment, often until Monday morning. Peter had his own place right in the city, it was stylish and super convenient. Josie would still see her mother sometimes on the weekend, Peter and she got on perfectly fine, and often they had her around for lunch on a Sunday, or see a show with her on a Saturday night.

On the weekend in question, though, Josie was super reluctant to stay over on Friday night because Peter had an old friend of his, Eddie, coming to stay. Eddie had a work thing the following week, staying in a hotel from Monday to Friday but drove up early to spend the weekend before at Peter's. It had been a long time since they caught up and Josie had never met Eddie. She was nervous and apprehensive about being in the way. Those two would have so much to catch up on. If they spent the whole night talking about the old days she would be left on the sidelines, and yet if they didn't have that chncet Josie would feel really bad for having stopped them. But as it turned out, Eddie wasn't into reminiscing, he was far more interested in the six-pint box of Polish vodka he brought with him and the big bag of green cookies.

The first couple of shots of vodka burned Josie's throat, but the cookies they ate took the edge off it. Eddie was a bit like Peter, constantly happy and joking, and with the help of alcohol and tetrahydrocannabinol, Josie was walking on clouds. She was deliriously joyful.

It was a blur as to who first suggested strip poker. Certainly not Josie, but in the hilarity of the moment she giggled her way through dealing a deck of cards, playing five-card draw, the only poker Josie knew. The rules were simple, whoever won did nothing, and the two losers took something off.

Josie had never undressed in front of guys who weren't her boyfriend. Even that took months. Josie never undressed outside the bedroom or bathroom. And yet, not only did she take clothes off when she lost, she let Peter's friend Eddie do it for her. When he reached around to unsnap her bra, Josie was entirely relaxed.

"They're just breasts," she giggled as both guys said 'great tits' in unison. "Why do guys care about them so much?"

"Ah, you're right, I don't care for them. Overrated," Eddie giggled, not taking his eye off them.

"They are fucking gorgeous tits, though, right?" Peter said proudly to Eddie.

"Top notch," Eddie nodded. "Deal! Whose deal?"

Both boys lost every piece of clothing before Josie lost her shorts, but in the spirit of the game, she kept playing. When Josie stood to let Eddie pull her panties down and off, he ran his hand over her bare ass. For the first time, she felt a tinge of embarrassment, standing with her boyfriend's friend's face in front of her naked pussy, staring at it like it was something he wanted to reach out and touch.

The moment was fleeting, Josie smiled as he took her hand and helped her sit back in her chair. They stayed at the table drinking and snacking on cookies, bringing out Jenga and Uno and other easy games to play. The nudity didn't bother Josie, even the erections that came and went from the two boys. They were having fun, a proper good time laughing and carrying on.

The head-spins came more frequently, though. Josie was reaching the edge of her ability to party.

"Are you going to have sex with me tonight?" she asked Peter loudly and directly.

"Yes."

"You better do it now, I don't think I can stay up much longer."

"Sure," Peter grinned.

"Shower first," Josie said sleepily.

"Oh god," Peter groaned. "Every bloody time."

So Peter led Josie to the shower, going in with her, it was a big space. They were hugging and kissing more than washing when Eddie came into the bathroom, Josie had another moment of modesty, turning her front away from the plain glass screen. When Eddie opened the shower door and came in, Josie pushed her front hard up against her boyfriend. They'd been together naked for hours so Josie wasn't completely alarmed - not until his erection moved between her thighs, and his hand around front to steer the tip of his cock as he pushed. As Eddie's bare erection thrust up her vagina, Josie looked up at Peter and was about to scream when Peter's mouth went to hers and kissed passionately.

Josie was overwhelmed with confusion and surprise. She was kissing her boyfriend lovingly while a completely different man had hold of her bare hips and was pounding her vagina with his cock. Bare cock. She could feel the heat of it, thicker than Peter's, pushing out her insides on each stroke. Peter took her hand and brought it to his own hard-on. Josie was tugging one erection, and fucking the other.

Oh my god, was all Josie could think. Oh my god.

Peter was squeezing her breasts as they kissed. Josie was tugging his cock. Eddie had reached around to flick Josie's clit as he fucked her. Josie felt a burst of guilt and self-loathing. Disgust. What type of girl has sex with two men at the same time? And she wasn't stopping them. And it felt... good. Eddie was fucking her in a way that was... unexpectedly erotic. Josie felt bad that it felt good. She hated herself as she pushed back against her boyfriend's friend's erection, urging it deeper.

"Suck," Peter said, pushing her head to his own erection. Josie sucked. It wasn't just the first time she had cock in either end of her, it was the first time she'd even thought of doing it. Josie knew some of her girlfriends did weird sex things; masturbating or letting guys tie them up or fuck them in the ass but she hadn't even heard of real-life people having sex with two guys at once. That type of sex lived in the imaginary online world of porn. It didn't happen to real people, not in the real world.

Except now.

Josie had two cocks in her. It was unbelievable, and yet it was her reality. Both boys' hard-ons were in her, one rolled around in her vagina and the other was trying to push into her throat. Eddie had a firm hold of her hips and was slamming. Peter did the same with her head. The shower water pouring onto her back added to the wild sensory experience.

"She's good to cum in, right?" Eddie grunted.

"Yeah, but give me a turn before you mess her up. Swap?"

"You wanna fuck her?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, give me her mouth," Eddie groaned, pulling out.

"Turn around, baby," Peter told Josie. Both erections pulled out of her body and they spun her the opposite way. Eddie pushed her head to his penis, and her boyfriend struck up her from behind.

Josie had never tasted pussy before, not hers nor anyone else's. No guy had ever made her give him a blowjob after fucking her. The taste was surprisingly sweet. Almost tangy. She sucked and licked and drank all her own juices off that boy, breathing in a new taste and smell to go with the new experience of having sex in a threesome.

"Let's get out of this steam," Peter suggested after lifting his hand from his girlfriend's hip to see the water-logged wrinkles on his fingers. Josie's back ached as she finally stood, cock-free. Briefly. As Peter went to get Eddie a towel, Eddie sat Josie on the bathroom counter, pushed her legs open and drove his cock up her pussy from in front. Fucking her face to face for the first time, he held Josie and kissed her mouth as he filled her cunt.

The first Josie noticed her boyfriend had returned, he was holding up his phone videoing her kissing and screwing his buddy. Josie blushed red, but wasn't able to stop. Or willing to stop? She was conscious enough to know how wrong it was to be giving her body to this boy, and until then she had never ever been filmed naked, let alone filmed fucking - but the vodka shots and the weed cookies had messed her morals up. Or had they revealed them? Was this the real her? After years putting on the facade of being the good girl, had the mask been destroyed?

Oh, like her pussy was being destroyed by her boyfriend's friend, and Peter was filming it. Somehow the thrill made her kiss Eddie harder. Josie opened her legs further to help him smash her.

"You're sure I can cum in her?" Eddie checked with Peter.

"Yeah, but hold off if you can? Let's dry off and get her into the big bed. We can both do it."

And so after a quick mutual towering, naked Josie held the hands of two naked boys as they led her to the bedroom. She knew what was coming, and conceded herself to it. A cock in her pussy, a cock in her mouth, four hands on her tits and ass. Sperm flowed freely into her. Eddie's semen was the first she'd ever taken into her stomach, and only the second guy behind Peter to ejaculate into her bare vagina. Peter spermed her in both ends as well. The hickeys they gave her were obscene, as was the amount of pussy juice she drank from their cocks and fingers.

When they finally slept, Josie was naked, bruised, fucked and sore, laying between two naked men. She couldn't have ever dreamed that would happen.

In the morning Josie wasn't drunk anymore and the cookies had worn off. Nevertheless, she let Eddie lift her thigh and slide his morning wood into her from behind. She'd been half-awake when she felt him get up and heard the familiar squishing of the sex-gel pump. It was something Peter did most mornings they were together. But that morning it was her boyfriend's friend who glided full depth into her pussy.

Now Josie was sober, it was even more incredible she had done that. Was doing that.

"Hey, Peter! Wake up! Suck her tits," Eddie prodded his buddy.

Wearily Peter turned to his girlfriend, lazily sucking Josie's breasts with his eyes still closed. Josie reached back to hold the hip of the guy fucking her, leaning back to give him her neck to be kissed. Morning woods last longer than regular erections, Josie knew from experience. She had no idea of the time, but it felt like Eddie had been up her for half an hour, happily grinding and fucking her insides. Peter had gone back to sleep, and Eddie was squeezing her tits as he nailed her.

"Bathroom," Josie finally panted. "I need the bathroom."

"Oh yeah?"

"Let me up?"

"I can fuck you again after?" Eddie checked.

Josie laughed.

"Too late to say no..."

Josie got up, had a long pee, and then went into the laundry to find something to wear. Grabbing Pete's keys, she snuck down to the parking garage by the stairs and drove to her friend Sophie's place to get some balance back. If possible.

"So what are you going to do?" Sophie asked, intrigued.

"I need to go back."

"What? Are you kidding? You need to dump that guy! He brought his buddy over and made you fuck him. You need to leave that creep!"

"He didn't make me," Josie sighed. "He didn't ask me to do any of it. Peter didn't pressure me once. It just happened."

"And he let it!"

"I'm not a kid," Josie said, rubbing her temples. "It wasn't Peter. That Eddie guy started it, and I let him."

"Peter should have stopped him. He's responsible for his friend's actions. Were you drunk?"

"No," Josie lied.

Sophie paused for a deep breath.

"Well, you should have stopped it, too."

"I need to get back."

"Why?!"

"I don't want to embarrass Peter in front of his friend, letting them think I freaked out."

"You did freak out!"

"I'm okay now. I just needed to talk. To tell someone."

"If you go back there, will they expect you to have sex with both of them again?"

"Yes, I' think so," Josie conceded. "They both liked it."

"Just stay here. Or go home to your mom."

"It's okay. I can handle it," Josie said, standing. "Thank you Sophie. I needed a moment. Thank you."

"You want me to come with you?"

"No!" Josie said assuredly. "Unless you want to have a foursome?"

"No!" Sophie replied just as strongly.

"When was the last time you had sex?" Josie squinted at her.

"I agree, time for you to go," Sophie said, smiling.

Josie bought croissants and cinnamon rolls from the bakery at the foot of Josie's apartment, as a means of excuse of where she had gone if they asked. Having never worn just a man's singlet out in public before, Josie unwittingly stood waiting with the singlet riding up, her backside half on show as she waited for them to heat the breads.

"What an ass," she heard a guy behind her say. It took a moment for Josie to realise they were talking about her. She flushed red, too embarrassed to pull her top down and acknowledge her semi-nudity. Better to ignore it and just leave when she could.

"Is she shaved?" she heard a voice say as she faced everyone to leave. She wasn't, Josie wanted to say, she would never entirely shave between her legs, she just had a light covering of light hair. But Josie stayed silent, pulling the singlet down as far as she could once she got outside and round the corner. Of course then she saw a guy smile as her breasts almost come out.

"Okay, just get back to Peter's," Josie mumbled.

When she walked in the door and down the short hall, Eddie was up and in the kitchen, still naked. He was trying to work out the coffee machine.

"You went out?" he asked, nodding. "Wearing that?"

"Just... to get some breads," Josie held up the bag.

"Wearing that?" Eddie repeated. Josie didn't want to say it was the only thing that she could find without coming back into the bedroom, so she just shrugged.

"You are one hot bitch," Eddie grinned, getting hard again. "Come here."

Eddie picked Josie up and sat her on the kitchen counter just as he had done with her in the bathroom the night before. Pulling her singlet up to her waist, Eddie pushed between her legs. There was a bottle of olive oil within reach with a spout. He used it to gel the tip of his cock.

Eddie looked Josie in the eye as his cock pushed up her bump by bump. It was different now they were both sober.

"You're such a slut," he smiled.

Josie just nodded. It was how she felt.

"You've had a lot of cock in your life. I can feel it. Little thing like you with a huge cunt."

Again Josie nodded. She hadn't had a lot of men, but once she'd starting having sex with someone, those guys did her a lot.