Ok, I know it's twisted. I can't help it. I like to watch her get fucked. It started back in high school. We had been dating for about six months. I had taken her virginity after dating her for a couple of months.
It was summer after our senior year. The last big party before we would all go away to college or look for jobs. We were out with the usual gang, at the beach. We had a keg and a few bottles of hard stuff. Everyone was pretty wasted. One minute I'm watching my girlfriend, Gwen, dance with Billy, and the next, I'm waking up with a mouth full of sand. My head was still spinning, and I was face down in the sand. Our campfire had burned out, and everyone was gone. It must have been pretty late. I knew I was going to be in deep shit with my dad, but in even deeper shit with Gwen. She had probably hitched a ride with one of our friends when I passed out.
So I dragged my drunk ass back to my car and got in. Just as I started the engine, I noticed Billy's truck still in the lot. I get out and walk toward the truck, thinking Billy had passed out on his front seat. As I neared the truck, I noticed it moving. A little closer I see Billy's ass going up and down in the bed of the pickup. Now I'm not one to interrupt a buddy in the middle of tearing off a piece, but I'm also not one to miss a free porn show either.
I get closer and hear moaning... this is a good sign to me. I'm wondering who Billy got ..just for future possibilities mind you. I peek over the side of the truck bed, trying not to be seen. I'm already starting to get hard from hearing the racket the slut is making. Then I see... the slut is Gwen.
Now I had always considered myself to be the jealous type, and I was ready to put some major hurt on Billy for raping my girlfriend. Then I noticed she didn't seem to mind being raped, in fact, it didn't seem like rape at all to me. Gwen was clawing at Billy's ass and pulling him in as far as she could get him. She seem to be coming on his cock. I know for a fact she wasn't yelling for him to stop.
I couldn't stop watching. My cock was a steel rod in my pants, where it didn't stay for long. I ripped open my zipper, started beating the old sausage into submission. I could see where they were joined when Billy was on the upstroke. It looked like he was better hung than I thought.
I took a peek at Gwen's face, and she was staring right at me. Her mouth was partway open, her eyelids were heavy, and when she caught my eye, she tilted her head back and roared out another orgasm. I came at the same time. Billy's going to have to wash the side of his truck, before his parents see it.
Billy was just hitting his high point about then too. He didn't pull out though. I figured she made him wear a raincoat like I have to. He collapsed on top of her, breathing like he was doing Lamaze training. Gwen still had a tight grip on his ass with both her hands, but she was staring at me.
I didn't want to beat Billy up for raping my girlfriend, especially since it didn't seem to be rape. I also didn't want to be humiliated by having Billy know I watched him fuck my Girlfriend. So I beat a hasty retreat to my car, and drove off.
Sunday morning, I was up early for church. Dad didn't say anything about my being late last night, guess he figured 'what the hell, he'll be leaving and on his own next week.' I saw Gwen at church, and I saw Billy. At least they weren't together. They did exchange glances across the room though, what did that mean?
After services were over, Gwen came up behind me and grabbed my arm. She smiled and said hello to my parents before dragging me away. We got in my car and headed toward the beach.
"I had a wonderful time last night Rob. Especially after you passed out." What the fuck did that mean? Was she getting even for me passing out? Did she really like Billy? Did she mean she liked me watching her get fucked?
Of course I hate confrontations with women, you can never win, short of killing them. So I wussed out. "I'm sorry I got drunk and passed out. I didn't think I had drunk that much."
"I was a little pissed off about that, but then Billy told me you two had planned it. That you wanted me to have a little more experience before we went away to college. That was so sweet of you."
That son of a bitch! I knew I didn't have that much to drink. He must have put something in that last beer he gave me. I am definitely going to kick his ass.
"Did you know his cock was that big? Is that why you set this up?" Big? How big could it be?
"Well, we did share gym together for four years. So... uh ...you had a good time then. You aren't sore at me?"
"Well I am a little sore," she giggled " but not at you."
"You're sore? Just how big is Billy?"
"Just a little longer than you, and a bit thicker too. Of course he fucked me three times too. You saw the last one. Didn't you say you saw it in gym?"
"Yes, but it certainly wasn't hard when I saw it."
We had reached the beach and got out. She took my hand, and we strolled down to the water's edge. As we walked down the beach hand in hand, she said that she loved me for being so nice and let her try someone new. About how good it felt having a different guy inside her. That she knew when she saw me watching, that I was stroking my dick, and enjoying it too.
After I dropped her at home, I started to look for Billy. Then I realized that if he showed up with bruises, I wouldn't seem so much like the nice guy she thought I was being. Damn!! He got her pussy, she got some strange cock, and I don't even get to beat the shit out of him. All I got was the nice guy crap, and a hard on.
That night, Mom and Dad, my little brother John, and I all went to a nice restaurant. With all the hustle and bustle of my leaving for school, and my little brother starting football practice, it would be our last time together for a family dinner.
As we were pulling into the parking lot, I saw Billy's truck go by. I could have sworn there was a girl in the front seat with him. That can't be right. He doesn't have a girlfriend.
I talked to Gwen a couple of times before leaving for school. She said she was looking forward to it. We were going to the same state campus. I was going pre-med she was going to be a teacher.
I didn't see her again until my second week at school. We went to a frat party. She got wasted. She danced with every guy there, I think. Of course I wasn't totally innocent, I was trying to talk a leggy blond out of her pants. Mostly cause I was pissed at Gwen.
When I lost sight of Gwen for a while, I went looking for her. I found her on the third floor in bed with some jock. She was having a good time again, and I just had a hard on. He was pounding out his finish when she saw me. She smiled that smile I saw last time, and came. He got off her and I noticed he wasn't any bigger than me. He clapped me on my chest and said 'your turn buddy' as if she was pulling a train or something.
I dropped my pants and slid into her sloppy pussy. He hadn't worn a condom. Neither was I, but she didn't seem to mind.
"How many?" I asked as I stroked into her.
"How many what?"
"How many guys have fucked you tonight?"
"You're the second. He didn't last long, and he wasn't as big as I thought he would be."
"You sound disappointed. He was about the same size and me. "
"Yes, but not as big a Billy though." she was pushing up to meet my thrust, so I started to pound her pretty hard. I thought about what she said about Billy. Suddenly I had a mental image of Billy's ass pumping up and down, and his cock going deep in her and I came, I came hard too.
I just kept stroking her. I never lost my erection. All I could think of was Billy fucking her.
"Did you like it when Billy fucked you"
"Umm ... Yes! Every time."
"Every time? How many times has Billy fucked you?"
"Three."
"Just those three times that night at the beach?"
"No, two more times since that night."
Again, that was all it took. I lost my load in her a second time thinking about Billy fucking her twice more.