The First Time
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The First TimeThe First TimeThe first time it happened, I was completely taken off guard. I was only twenty two then and my girlfriend Ivy was just two months older than me. We had been dating and living together for a few years, but still we spent most weekends at my parents since a lot of our friends lived in their neighborhood and we were two counties over.Ivy was (and still is) a very daring, busty, brunette that loved to drink and have a good time, which at times included flirting with and/or teasing the guys we hung out with. There were a few times when some guys actually groped Ivy or got her to flash them, but I was always close by and alert if not right there. Ivy liked to get the guys all flustered, but that was it. Then one night while we were hanging out with my friend Jori, he talked me into drinking with them (which I güvenilir bahis siteleri never did) and I got wasted. It probably wasn’t even ten thirty when I started to pass out, so Jori told me to just go to bed in the spare bedroom. Ivy helped me in there and told me she wouldn’t be up too much longer, but would check on me if she was. Last thing I remembered hearing was Jori offering Ivy another drink, then I was out for a few hours.I remember waking up around four in the morning, alone and thirsty. I went to grab a drink and thought the house was empty until Jori snuck up on me in the kitchen. He was in gym shorts and no shirt and asked how I was feeling. When I confessed I felt like shit he told me to go back to bed and he’d let Ivy know I’d got up. When I asked where she was, he just said they were hanging out, but canlı bahis siteleri I didn’t ask anything further about it and returned to bed and passed right back out. It had to have been nearly noon when Ivy woke me up. She sat on the edge of the bed still wearing her little blue sundress from the night before. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and her make up was mostly gone except her dark eye shadow. She just sat there grinning a minute, then she asked if I wanted to know what I missed out on, so I asked how her night was.“It was interesting,” she said and met my stare.“Oh, yeah,” I chuckled innocently, “let me guess, Jori hit on you?”“Well of course, but that wasn’t it,” Ivy said rubbing my leg through the blanket. “He asked me to give him a massage.”I perked up hearing that and had to ask, “And what happened?”“I gave bahis firmaları him a massage,” Ivy teased, pausing a moment before she continued, “And then he fucked me!”At first I just didn’t know how to respond, or if she was even being serious, but then she asked me what I thought about her claim. I had to ask when and how, so Ivy told me between eleven thirty and about ten that morning she let Jori fuck her FOUR times. My girlfriend gleefully told me he mainly fucked her pretty hard from behind, but there was some missionary too. I quickly asked her why she didn’t ask me first, and my girlfriend told me when she saw how big Jori’s cock was she had to have it so she decided to just let me rest. Then Ivy lifted up her dress to show me her ravaged pussy, and next thing I knew Ivy was shoving my face in her pussy and telling me to lick her clean. Right then I was horrified, disgusted, and totally turned on and hooked at the same time. I could tell Ivy was stretched out from my friend, and tasting his cock on her pussy was a mind fuck. Worse part was, Ivy knew she was in charge right then…
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