“She’s got a fucking snapper of a pussy. You won’t believe it,” Chuy said.
“Wrap your legs around his hips. It’ll give him a better angle,” Lars said.
When she did, it felt much better. He was still stretching the shit out of her poor, abused sex, but it was going in and out much easier.
“I can’t believe I waited for this,” Emily said.
Both guys burst out laughing.
“Sex is pretty great,” Chuy said to agree.
She began to giggle, too, at the absurdity of it all. She would have figured out her dad had lied to her if she’d had
half a brain. Sex was worth losing your soul over, and if every kid that had it before marriage went to hell, then heaven was going to be empty.
Now that Chuy was concentrating on fucking her, Lars’
hands slid over her breasts. She whimpered as he expertly rolled her nipples, or maybe it was the combination of that and Chuy working his cock in and out of her clinging pussy.
Her pussy was on fire with pleasure, causing her legs to tremble.
Lars’ lips met hers, crushing her mouth in a kiss as Chuy lengthened his strokes. His movements felt better and better as she relaxed around his cock, hugging it with warmth. Between the two of them, she was distracted enough that it delayed the inevitable orgasm building inside her.
Chuy groaned and jerked out of her, spraying cum all over her stomach.
Lars reached over the side of the bed, grabbed his boxers, and used them to clean her off. Before she could say anything, Lars took Chuy’s place and impaled her on his cock. He wasn’t as long as Chuy, but he was thicker.
His technique was also different. Every time he thrust into her, he ground against her pussy, rubbing her clit, stoking the fire building between her legs.
Chuy slid up and stuck his half-hard cock into her mouth. It was all slimy from being in her sopping wet pussy.
Meanwhile, Lars was playing with her tits. Emily did something new: she fucked him back. She was now meeting him with each thrust to try to get just a bit more of his cock inside her. The sensations of his thick member and them crashing together had her close.
Chuy’s cock got hard again, and he grabbed her head and began to fuck her face.
“Oh, God, Chuy … I love fucking this pussy,” Lars said.
“She’s a natural cocksucker, too,” Chuy said
The crude words fit her fantasy of being used by two studs.
Lars pumped her faster as she was forced to breathe around Chuy’s cock.
Chuy grunted and flooded her mouth with cum, and she had no choice but to swallow it. When he finally pulled out of her mouth, she gasped for breath.
“Yes,” she whispered, dizzy from what had just occurred.
“Here it comes!” Lars wailed as he thrust into her pussy.
Lars rubbed her breasts firmly, making her cry out as he was about to cum. He grabbed her throat and held her firmly to the mattress as he plunged into her pussy repeatedly.
They began to lose their coordination as they each got closer. Emily panted roughly and finally just held her breath as she began to crest. She felt Lars shudder and slam his hips tight against her. His cock began to throb as he filled her pussy with baby-makers. Emily screamed as she exploded.
They were clinging to each other. She was still stretched impossibly wide around his cock, which twitched one more time before Lars rolled off her, pulling himself out of her.
“So, that just happened,” Chuy said.
“Shit! Crystal is going to kill me,” Lars worried.
“Don’t you mean us? I was told to leave you alone, too,”
Emily said.
“Blame it on me. What can she really do?” Chuy said.
“For starters, she could say that no football players are invited to any Greek parties. If I know her, she’ll ensure all your teammates know you were responsible,” Lars said.
The look on Chuy’s face was priceless when he noodled through what that would mean to him.
“We tell no one,” Chuy decided.
“It would probably be best coming from me,” Lars said.
“Did you not hear me? We tell no one!” Chuy repeated.
“People saw us together,” Emily pointed out. “Plus, I can’t lie to Crystal.”
“My only option is to go to David and beg him to save us,” Chuy decided.
“And who do you think he’ll side with?” Lars asked.
“Bros before hos, Dude,” Chuy said.
“Did he just call me what I think he called me?” Emily asked.
“I didn’t mean that. It’s just a saying,” Chuy said.
“Then do you plan to date me?” Emily asked.
Chuy looked aghast. For the first time in her life, she understood what that word really meant.
“I mean, if we’re both available, we could … you know.
But I’m not looking for more than some … ah … stress relief,” Chuy said.
She looked at Lars, who held up his hands.
Emily teared up when she realized they just wanted a quick fuck and nothing more.
She got out of bed and got dressed.
“Hang on. Let’s talk,” Lars said.
“Let me at least walk you home,” Chuy added.
“Fuck you both. Crystal will have your ball sacs mounted on our chapter wall by this time tomorrow,” Emily said as she stormed out.
One of the pledges was downstairs cleaning up. He offered to walk her home, which she quickly accepted.
When she got into bed, she’d decided that Chuy was right. It was better to say nothing to her big sister.
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Chapter 23
Cassidy wanted to see Precious before they flew back.
She tried to get Pam and Tracy to take her, but they had zero interest in seeing their former roommate. She finally talked David into it.
“Brit says Precious is settling in just fine. Why are we doing this?” David asked as they pulled up in front of Brit’s apartment complex.
“I want to make sure.”
“I better not be bleeding when we leave.”
He was such a baby.
They went to the door and rang the bell. Brit’s roommate answered.
“Are you Cassidy?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Hang on. I’ll be right back,” she said and shut the door in their faces.
“That doesn’t sound good,” David said.
She opened the door and thrust a pet carrier into David’s hands. Precious was in rare form and tried to bite her way out of her container.
“What’s going on?” Cassidy asked.
“Last night, this fucking … cat … attacked my boyfriend.
He says he won’t be back until this is out of the house.
Either you take her, or I’ll have her put down.”
“Where’s Brit?” Cassidy asked.
“She’s not strong enough to do what must be done, so she let me be in charge of this.”
“Where can we take her to have her put down … What the fuck?!” David complained when Cassidy hit him.
“Let’s go,” she said and began to walk to the car.
David held the carrier away from his body like it was radioactive. She could see the crate rocking as Precious tried to get herself free. He put the pet carrier in the back
seat and then got in. Before he started the car to leave, he turned to her.
“Tracy and Pam will not let that beast back into their house.”
Cassidy had to admit that even she was nervous about eventually opening the carrier. It sounded like they’d caught some mythological monster out to ravage the world, and no one would be safe if the pet door was unlatched anytime soon.