Pull them out of line.

From Create Your Own Story

With a sexy come-on smile and an exaggerated whorish swish to your walk, you lead the two drunk high-schoolers to a nearaby stand of trees. You're well lubed from anticipation by the time you get there. The clumsy fools stumble often, over tree roots and into each other, and you feel a twinge of frustration. You're eager for "business," and every trip is another delay. Finally, you're out of sight among the trees. The sounds and smells of the carnival still fill the air, but at last you can't be seen.

You turn to the pair and flash a wicked grin. "All right, boys, let's see what you've got." It takes another frustrating moment for your meaning to register, but when you start sliding your panties down, they get the idea, and start fumbling with belts and zippers.

At another time, you might try teaching these boys how to awaken your new body with touching and stroking and licking and kissing, but a more urgent need is filling your crotch just this moment, and what you want is to get fucked... right... now! Their cocks are swollen to full size; one's a narrow average six inches, one at least an eight - but it's obvious you'll have to take the lead here. It's a sandwich they want and it's a sandwich they'll get. The larger one gets to be front. You have him lie down on some nearby leaves. Your pussy feels lubed enough to take a man twice his size at this point. The other's getting your ass, but you forgot any lube. You put his back to a tree, drop to your knees, and in a businesslike way start bubbling his cock with your mouth. When it's nice and wet, you get onto the leaves on your side, with the bigger boy in front and the smaller behind and you whisper, "Let's go." But their eyes meet each other's and there's a look of panic on the bigger boy's face.

"Shit, man, we don't have the uhh... uhh...."

"Condoms, Rich. Condoms," says the other.

They look at you, stymied by their sex-ed conditioning, and their general drunk cluelessness. You're going crazy with lust and don't want to wait another second, but a little voice at the back of your head is telling you this could decide the rest of your life.

What do you say?

Status
Health Horny & Female Location:

Stand of Trees Near The Carnival

MP 0
Level 5
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