Kevin was bigger than Josh, well, he was the biggest I guess of the three men, but such nuances were lost on me then, in the throes of how amazing it was to have two of my friends want to fuck me like this. I had never had the slightest inkling of a thought that they wanted me this way. I glanced at Ray and instantly I knew, Ray was going to be next. OMG, I was having a gangbang! Holy shit.
My sister was right. Friendship with men always had some sexual dimension to it, even if it seemed to be hidden.
Kevin fucked me with real force, almost as if he were mad at me or something, or wanted to punish me? Maybe it was because I got an A+ and he got only an A- on the math final? He was bested by a girl, and a freshman girl at that, and in a math class? Could Kevin really be that superficial? Well, yes, he could, but he was getting his revenge now, oh yes, he was fucking the shit out of me, but good!
It’s ironic, but Kevin trying to destroy me with his cock, to hurt me somehow with his fabulously hard thrusts, to destroy me with rough sex, just somehow turned me on all the more. Nothing Kevin did hurt me, not even the horribly hard twisting of my nipples as he fucked me silly. Instead it all just felt wonderful, and I felt like the free use slut I had become that very evening, fucking two men back-to-back, with a third waiting in the wings.
It actually surprised me. My orgasm bubbled up from hell and it overwhelmed me with a surprising suddenness. I actually screamed, which I had never, ever, done involuntarily with sex before. Sure, I had screamed just to please a guy and to make him feel all macho, giving out fake screams if you will, but this was my first, involuntary, honest to goodness, real scream. Kevin, in response, unloaded his own collection of spunk inside me, it joining with that of Josh before him. My cunt muscles, once again involuntarily, gave a really hard squeeze to Kevin’s thick and long cock, as I came, and I suspect Kevin loved that, too.
Kevin got off me, slapping my boobs as he left my wasted body. I didn’t even bother to try to close my legs this time. Ray mounted a somewhat exhausted, and sexually played out, newly minted slut. Before this evening, I was just a freshman girl who fucked with her boyfriend; that’s nothing special and actually kind of the norm in college, or at least it was in my college.
Ray, however, was the third in a sequence of men to fuck me in only an elapsed time of less than sixty minutes, and that, in and of itself, I felt gave me my newfound slut status. It was a status I had not sought, nor wanted, but just then, I kind of embraced it. Ray was the third, it was true, but man-oh-man he was not to be denied. I also could not hide, though I tried to, the excitement I felt over fucking a guy from a different race for the first time in my life.
“You’re my first piece of white bread, Signe,” Ray said as he began to fuck me in earnest. I did not find such a statement charming, but I let it slide. “Before you, it was only other Asian girls, and the occasional Black sexpot. But you, my little Signe? You have no idea for how long I’ve wanted to fuck you,” he said, and he was right: I had no idea he had even wanted to fuck me at all!