The Greatest Lie Part 7

As I finished helping them edit papers on "The Sun Also Rises", I said, "Rick, Randy, we have a difficult decision to make."

They looked confused and concerned, and I let the moment linger in the air. Then I wrapped my arms around them and confided "We have to decide who gets to fuck me first."

They let out a simultaneous whoop of joy and high-fived one another. I just smiled and said "I leave the choice to you," and I retired to my bathroom to prepare.

From behind the door, I heard them discussing the issue heatedly but amicably, as they recounted and compared their respective acts of kindness and generosity toward me in the last month. Finally, I heard a tapping on the door, and Rick’s voice saying "We can’t decide. You have to." I stepped out, looking ravishing in the Victoria’s Secret negligee that mom had sent. I produced a scarf, and said "blind fold me." They did, and I said "Spin me around, and don’t say anything. I call this game Blind Girl’s Bluff.’" Their large firm hands twirled me. I stopped, groped forward and put my arms around a muscled torso. "Randy, it’s your lucky day. Sorry, Rick."

"Fair’s fair," he said contentedly as he lay back on my bed, and I bent over and began fellating him, my bums high in the air, awaiting Randy. With his suffering and abstinence at an end, Randy needed no stimulation or instruction. He expertly tore open a condom, slipped it on, and began massaging my expectant, tight rectum with lubricant. I murmured pleasure through my cock-filled lips as he first rimmed, and then gently entered my taut ring of pleasure with his probing fingers. My sphincters involuntarily snapped greedily at him, and he pressed onward and penetrated me, as my murmur rose to a cock-muffled moan of pleasure. I stuffed my throat with all of Rick’s cock in response. Randy kneeled between my parted thighs and pressed his cock against my expectant ass.