Author's Note: All characters are over the age of 18. If you have not read the first chapter I highly recommend it though you don't necessarily need to. Hope you enjoy the continuation of the story. If a lesbian being converted to bisexual from being fucked by multiple cocks is a theme that bothers you, you should probably move on to another story.
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I couldn't get my mind off of Justin. I wanted to think about Carrie and how terrible I should feel about my betrayal but every time I saw my man around school my heart and loins soared to the high heavens and didn't want to come back down. I was completely smitten with him and felt special being his girlfriend.
I knew I should break up with him. I had let things go too far already. I could put a stop to it and move on with my life. Things could go back to what they were before. But I just couldn't bring myself to do it. The new and exciting phase of our relationship had not worn off yet. Most call it the "Honeymoon" stage. I call it I wanted to hop on his fantastic dick and ride it like a bucking bronco any chance that I could get.
I don't know how it all happened. Until I came to college and gone along with my genius plan to pretend to be a straight woman, I had never been attracted to a member of the opposite sex in my life. Then I met Justin and he revised everything. Just his kisses alone made me wet between the legs. I loved the way he seemed to know how to push my buttons sexually and drive me wild.
One would think that I had that Carrie and I'd like to think I had it too. But she had never been the dominant type and neither had I. Her touches were soft, gentle, never rough. I now knew that I wanted a lover that could manipulate my body and twist it to their darkest desire. I craved that subordination. I started to think it wasn't that Justin was a man but it was the way that he touched me and pleasured me.
But at the same time, I had grown accustomed to the feel of his cock inside of me and couldn't get enough of how great it made me feel. I had gone to the doctor and started taking birth control so I could have unprotected sex with him, which spoke volumes. I needed him sexually just as much as he needed me. And I didn't want to give him up but I also didn't want to break up with Carrie either. We had been together for ages, she was also my best friend. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her, but I knew I was every time I had sex with Justin. Which became a lot.
Justin had spoken of getting a hotel room for the two of us to spend the weekend in so we could fuck uninterrupted. I was thrilled. I immediately agreed and he booked us a room Friday through Sunday morning. We'd spend the last day apart to give us time to do our homework. It was the perfect getaway plan and I was all for it.
Friday night went as normal. He fucked me in various positions, bringing me to heights of ecstasy I never knew before him. The next morning we woke up and had breakfast together, which led to more fantastic sex.
It was Saturday night that I was confused when I heard a knock on our door. It seemed strange because Justin hadn't ordered room service or delivery.
"I'll get it. It's your surprise," he said, with a mischievous twinkle in his bright blue eyes.
"Surprise?" What? I was so confused!
Justin opened the door and in came five of his friends from school. I recognized them instantly. First, there was Max, who was lanky and fetching with sandy blonde hair and green eyes similar to mine. The second was Jacob, a tall and good-looking black man with buzzed black hair and penetrating brown eyes. The third friend was Ben, who was Latino with jet black hair and dark eyes I always felt were very mischievous looking. I found him attractive as he and Justin had similar looks minus the blue eyes. The fourth and fifth were Michael and Sebastian who were twins but not identical. Both had short and spiky dark hair and round, youthful faces with friendly hazel eyes.
I gazed between each and every one of them, concerned because the look in their eyes as they watched me was like the cat that got the canary.
My eyes finally went to Justin. "What's going on, Justin? Why are your friends here?" I asked, the bafflement on my face. What were all of them doing in our hotel room where we had been continuously having sex?
Justin smiled jubilantly. "They're here to fuck you, Hannah. That's your surprise."
I blinked, thinking I had heard him wrong. "Excuse me? You can't be serious?" I exclaimed, glaring at the guys as my knee-jerk reaction had made them all chuckle with amusement. One guy I was okay with having intercourse with, but five? What the fuck? I never signed up for a gangbang!
"What if I don't want to?" I asked, tilting my head to the side defiantly. I had no idea what on Earth could be going through his mind when he set this up. What kind of nasty person did he think I was? Had I misjudged him? This was all so out of left field.
"They don't care and neither do I. You'll get into it by the time they are done. I know you, Hannah. You're a slut and sluts love being passed around from cock to cock."
I couldn't believe what Justin was saying. His words stung so much I had tears in my eyes. Just because I savored him during our intimate moments didn't mean that I wanted to be shared with others! I wanted him and only him! His words cut me like a knife. He was horrible. I had thought things were going so well, but now I realized I couldn't have been more wrong about that. Why did he think this way? What was his angel? Why would he want to just pass me around like this? I didn't want or ask to be shared!