Lucy Taes on Two

Two weeks ago Lucy had been a reluctant but perfectly happy virgin. Right now, she had two cocks inside her.

Before that night, when her more sexually adventurous and downright devious best friend Alice had coaxed a family friend into sleeping with her - to put it mildly - the sum total of her sexual experience in her twenty years had been getting fingered badly by two ex-boyfriends and an awkward attempt to give one of them a handjob.

She smiled at the memory of her recent naivete and the wild journey that had led her to this moment.

Of course, it had all started with Alice. The five-foot-nothing sex bomb, a whirlwind of punk hair and pouty lips who left a trail of broken hearts and exhausted men wherever she ventured, was excited by Lucy's newfound enthusiasm for all things carnal. Finally, she had a friend with whom she could share stories, tips, and men.

There was Dan, a good friend of Lucy's father at whose luxurious batchelor pad she was currently staying. Previously a sort of dorky uncle figure, and twice Lucy's age, she and Alice were now regular fixtures in his hot tub and in the passenger seat of his ostentatious sports car. They'd had a running bet as to who could make him cum before the lights turned green; Alice was easily winning that one.

Then there had been Aidan, one of Alice's friends-with-benefits. He had been extremely pleased to learn that 'benefits' now included being blindfolded and asked to guess if it was Lucy or Alice he was inside.

And just an hour or two earlier, while Dan was out, Lucy had answered the door to find his friend Jack standing there. She was in her pyjamas - a baggy white t-shirt which hung off the curve of her breasts and a pair of tight short shorts which barely came halfway down her thigh. Jack stood there, open-mouthed.

"Is... is Dan in?"

"He'll be back soon. Why don't you wait for him inside?" She looked down at her nipples, hardening in the cool evening breeze, then glanced up to catch Jack staring directly at them.

"It's a lot warmer in here..."

Jack was less athletic-looking than Dan, but had a smile that Lucy found cute and a wicked sense of humour that had her in stitches as they made smalltalk in the living room. He also had a completely shaved head, and as he flirted outrageously with her, Lucy found herself imagining what it would feel like to run her fingers over it as he put his tongue inside her.

Lucy could see the way Jack was looking at her, trying not to stare at her body. Feigning a yawn, she stretched out slightly and let her left foot fall from the sofa to the floor, opening her legs. Jack's eyes immediately darted to her pussy, and she felt a warm tingle, relishing his gaze.

"While we're waiting for Dan," Lucy began, standing up and smiling coyly, "Perhaps you could help me with something." Her hands moved to her waist and behind her back.

"Well, I'm no handyman but I can certainly try. What do you need?"

One sharp motion brought her shorts down, exposing her perfect coin-slot pussy, freshly shaved in anticipation of Dan's return. Jack sat back in shock as Lucy kicked them off her left leg and then lifted it up, putting him between her open thighs, an unobstructed view of her swelling clit. Before he could react further, in one move she was stood up on the sofa with her feet either side of him and then kneeling on the back of the sofa, straddling his head.

Jack opened his mouth against the smooth skin of Lucy's puffy labia, tasting that she was already wet. He stroked her with his tongue - gently at first, then pushing harder as she moaned approvingly, her juices coating his mouth and the skin around his lips. She tasted incredible. It had been years since Jack had enjoyed eating pussy this much, or indeed had the opportunity. His old tricks came back to him as he reached her clit and began to flick it with his tongue, slowly closing his lips around it.

Lucy felt him starting to suck, and let out a gasp. She didn't want to come just yet. She had discovered a very specific new pleasure - as much as she enjoyed her own orgasms, which she had become adept at all-but guaranteeing - Lucy loved making men cum. The sense of power just before, when his entire focus was on her and she was in control of when - and if - he got his way; the complete submission to her at the point of climax; and the physical sensation itself, particularly when they were inside her without a condom and she could feel it literally filling her.

It was like a drug, made even better by the subtle differences between each guy - their shape and size, the look in their eyes as the release took hold of them.

She let herself drop into Jack's lap and kissed him, tasting herself and grinding into his crotch to feel him harden beneath her. She slid sideways until she was on all fours and unbuttoned him, impatient to see another new cock.

Lucy let out a delighted giggle as Jack's semi-erect cock flopped out through his fly. It was huge - already long enough for her to fit both hands around it. She stared at it, still fascinated and excited by the new discovery. Unlike Dan, Jack wasn't circumcised and the novelty was exciting - Lucy noted the way his foreskin rolled back over his head as she gently stroked him, feeling him grow and thicken with each movement.

She rolled her head sideways to look Jack in the eye, running her tongue up his shaft, then she put her lips around it, opened her mouth wide and slowly fook him in. Jack sighed deeply at the heavenly sensation of Lucy's breath, her tongue, sending electric shocks over his body. She kept stroking him with her right hand, bringing it up halfway to meet her lips as they moved up and down his length, trying to fit the whole of him into her mouth.

Dan had come home to find Lucy on all fours on the sofa, her tight ass facing him as her head bobbed up and down in Jack's lap. He couldn't feel jealous - he'd seen firsthand what he and Alice had awoken in Lucy that night and knew he couldn't contain it even if he wanted to. Besides, Lucy had shared a fantasy with him, about having two men simultaneously, and he saw an opportunity to make it happen.

Jack's head was back, his eyes closed. Lucy was concentrating on his cock, struggling with its length but turned on by the feel of it in her hands and pushing against her cheek. They didn't notice Dan until he was right behind Lucy with one foot up on the couch. She stopped still for a second, with a mouthful of Jack, as she felt that familiar, tantalising sensation - the ridge of his Dan's cock, gliding up and down her soaking wet pussy, her lips parting more each time.

As Jack's hand pushed her head down and forced himself deeper into Lucy's throat, she felt Dan enter her - not slowly, inch by inch, as he usually did, but hard and deep in one motion. She cried out, a muffled scream of ecstasy.

Jack looked up, surprised, watching his friend pushing into Lucy, so hard she had to steady herself on Jack's lap. Dan winked at him.

"She's good isn't she? Rude not to share." He pulled himself out of her, surprised at how comfortable he was being naked in front of his notoriously well-endowed friend.

"Shall we swap?"

Lucy sat bolt upright, lifted her ass up and swung her leg over Jack so she was straddling his lap with her back to him. Her left hand held her balance, gripping his thigh, while her right hand reached between her legs and held his cock as she lowered herself onto him.

She had to take it slow - Jack felt even thicker as her pussy wrapped around him. She savoured the sensation of feeling almost too full, gently sliding up and down his shaft, working him into her gradually.

Jack watched as Lucy rode him in slow motion, trying to take his full length. He pushed - just a little - and heard her whimper, both hands pushing back on his legs. He started to fuck her softly - sliding rather than thrusting, feeling her wetness all over him. WIthin a few thrusts, Jack felt himself completely inside her. She closed her eyes and let out an involuntary scream, opening her mouth wide.

As Lucy cried out, Dan grabbed her chin with one hand and pushed the tip of his cock - wet with her juices - between her lips. As she rose up Jack's endless dick, she let Dan slide further in, and brought her tongue over the underside of his cock, licking the tip as she went back down.

Hearing the two men panting and moaning at the pleasure of her body, and with Jack pushing hard inside her, Lucy started to stroke her clit in time with his stroke. The feeling build inside until she was ready to explode. The first wave made her pussy spasm, gripping tight on Jack's cock. He cried out and thrust his hips into her, harder, faster, until she felt him shudder. Lucy felt it travel the length of his erection, trembling inside her.

Lucy felt one last twitch from Jack and then the warm, wet embrace of him finishing inside her. She pushed Dan away and screamed as she came too, a lighting bolt from her pussy right up her spine. Her whole body seemed to tighten and then burst as she tumbled sideways onto the couch, face up, Jack sliding out of her.

She lay on her back, panting and shaking, the orgasm rippling through her. Lucy was powerless as Dan straddled her chest and lifted her head up, pushing her lips against his cock once more. She took the tip into her mouth, closing around it as she felt it swell against her tongue. Lucy knew Dan's dick well by now, knew exactly where to touch him. She braced herself and flicked the tip of her tongue on the underside of his cock.

Dan watched Lucy's face as his shaft throbbed between her lips, flooding her tongue. She flinched as she swallowed but kept her mouth tight around him as long as she could. He felt her go limp and let her head fall back, his cock popping out. It followed her down and came to rest on her cheek, the last drops of cum slowly seeping out over her face.

Jack and Dan exchanged a look but said nothing, both exhausted and exhilarated as they looked down at Lucy. Her t-shirt was bunched up above her breasts, which slowly rose and fell with her breathing and her hair was disheveled, clinging to her face, sticking to the sweat and cum. She sat up, enjoying their shock.

"Thanks, boys." She stood up, that sticky, warm feeling trickling down the inside of her legs. "You're dismissed."