It's that time of the year again. Whenever the funfair comes to town, it attracts lots of young boys, which I'm attracted to.
I took another glance at myself in the mirror. Blue hair extensions, pink glossy lipstick, purple fake nails, and a Hello Kitty hair clip holding both my twin tails.
"If my triple A cups and my petite body won't be enough to fool my next victims that I am a minor, my makeup will do the trick" I thought as I filled the new backpack I had scribbled over using markers with some old math textbooks I had not opened since I was in high school.
I arrived at around 9 AM, so the carnival was deserted, safe for the gypsies that operated the attractions, who stared at me with their narrow eyes, certainly tired after a long weekend of scamming people out of their money.
"This sucks!" I heard a young voice scream.
"I didn't know they are closed on Mondays! Beside, everything is better then an English test." Yelled another.
"I'm not closed. I just won't start the roller coaster for only two people. It costs me more money in electricity than I make in tickets." Said a rougher, much older voice.
Two boys, with backpacks on their shoulders, were playing hooky.
A chubby one with bleached hair and hazel eyes, and a thin tall ginger, with more acne than freckles on his face.
Just what I came here for.
"I want to ride it too" I exclaimed.
"Alright fine, but leave the backpacks here. It's dangerous to bring them on the ride." Said the gipsy.
I paid for my ticket and put my wallet in my pocket.
We all got on different wagons. The lap bars came down, and the train started moving. I always hated those things. I heard the boys in front of me scream in excitement. I was screaming in legitimate fear, trying not to puke on their heads.
Two minutes later, we came down dizzy with motion sickness.
"Hey, where is my money!" Said the ginger. "My wallet is empty"
"Same with mine." Said the chubby one.
"Why didn't you watch our backpacks?" He yelled at the operator.
"Nah, I took it myself. And what are you gonna do about it? Tell your parents? You wanna admit to them that you were skipping classes to have your 20 Euros back?"
He laughed at them, safe behind the glass of the ticket booth.
The boys left, livid with rage. I followed suit.
"Wait guys! I can lend you some of mine!" I screamed while chasing them.
"Really, why would you do it for us?" Asked the tall one.
"Well, the fairs aren't fun when you are alone, and I don't have any friends. I'm Marta, by the way."
"I'm Roberto" said the ginger.
"I'm Stefano" said the chubby one.
Marta: "Nice to meet you. Which class are you in?"
Stefano: "We are both in class 2c. What about you?"
Good, that meant they were at least 15 years old. That's above the age of consent in my country. Legally, my ass was covered. Unless, they somehow skipped a year. But that was unlikely, seeing how they were now skipping classes. In fact, it was likely they had to repeat a year or two.
Stefano: "Hellooo, I'm talking to you!"
Marta: "Oh, sorry. Um, yeah I'm in class 3b"
Roberto: "No way, my sister is in your same class. Her name is Serena"
Stefano: "Are you sure it's the same school?"
Marta: "Uhm, I go to Dante's Lyceum of Classical Studies"
Stefano: "No way, that's a private school. I thought you had to wear a uniform."
Marta: "That's true, but today I'm not going."
Roberto: "Oh, ok. Your parents must be very rich."
Marta: "Yup. I can do anything I want. Let's go to the Music Express first."
Since each car only had two seats, the boys argued for a while over who should ride it with me. I let them fight for a bit, and eventually opted to ride it with Roberto.
The ride wasn't as scary as the roller coaster, but it was still pretty frightening. Especially when going backwards. As it accelerated, Roberto "accidentally" bumped into me, often grabbing my thigh in the process.
When the ride slowed down, the canopy covered the trains, obscuring us from the rest of the world. It was the moment both me and Roberto were waiting for.
Lips were pressed on my neck, then they retreated. I saw his figure fumbling, trying to find me in the darkness.
His lips touched mine. Just for a brief moment. I put my arm around his shoulder, held down his head, and brought his lips back where they belonged, resting over mine.
I opened my lips, but He still kept his sealed, unsure what to do. I took action myself.
My tongue came out of my mouth and I flicked his upper lip with it, exposing his teeth. He pushed me back, startled.
Roberto: "I have never kissed with the tongue before"
Marta: "Neither did I. That's why I wanted to try."
That was all the convincing He needed, but before we could resume, the ride stopped and the roof went up again.
Roberto was red in the face with excitement, and had a massive erection between his legs, which he tried to cover with his sweater as we got off the ride.
Roberto: "How about another go?"
Stefano: "Yeah, but this time I'm not going on a cart alone!"
Roberto: "Why not, are you too scared?"
Marta: "Enough boys, I'm the one paying, so I decide where we go next."
Roberto: "So you wanna ride the Music Express with me again, right? It was super exciting"
Marta: "Nah, mate. It was totally lame."
As these words came out of my mouth, the dumb smile on Roberto's face disappeared. I would have enjoyed teasing him like that throughout the day.
"We are going to the ferris wheel next" I declared.
But before we got there, Stefano insisted I let him try the shooting gallery. "Win a new Iphone by taking down 30 cans in 30 shots." the sign read.
The I Phones on display were last year's latest model, and there is always a trick to these stupid games. They are designed to waste your money as quickly as possible, while making you think they rely on your skill to be won. I knew at least half of the cans on the shelves were either magnetized or filled with pebbles.
Still, He aimed at the top of the cans, and He always hit its target, so He knocked down 22 of them.
Both Roberto and I were pretty impressed.
Roberto: "Dude, that was sick"
Stefano: "Yeah, my brother has an air soft gun. I practised every summer afternoon"
Roberto: "You can get another one for me with that many points"
Instead, He took a weird looking sheep plush.
Roberto: "Ew, you still like Pokemon? What are you, a baby?"
He handed that thing to me saying: "It's a present"
I was outraged both because He used my money to gift me a bootleg toy that was worth way less than what He paid for the attraction, and because something like that could pass for a Pokemon nowadays.
But I still found his action very cute.
Without saying a word, I gave him a kiss on the cheek to thank him.
Both their faces turned red. Stefano's with excitement, Roberto's with rage.
One skipped happily next to me all the way to the next ride, the other followed behind, with a frown on his face looking down at his feet, and his hands in his pockets.
The situation was only exacerbated by my next comment: "Hey Roberto, you don't mind holding my plush while I go on the gondola with Stefano, do you?"
"I'm not going. And you can stuff your plush up your... backpack" He replied.
Stefano: "Oh, look who is acting like a baby now"
Marta: "Come on, you should come as well. There is something I need to show you"
Roberto: "What is it?"
Marta: "I'm not telling, but you can only see it from up there."
Roberto: "It better be worth it"
As I opened my backpack to tuck away the plush, I felt a cold gaze over my shoulders.
Stefano: "Woah, I didn't expect you to have so many math textbooks. I thought you said you studied classics. Can I see them?"
I quickly stuffed the plush in the bag and zipped it, hoping He didn't notice how old those books were.
Marta: "Nerd! Who cares about that I'm here to have fun not to think about school!"
Stefano looked mortified and Roberto snickered.
I waited for the gondola to reach the top. Stefano was sitting in front of me, while Roberto sat alone in the next gondola.
Roberto: "So what is the cool thing you wanted to show us? There is nothing interesting!"
Marta: "It's over here!"
Roberto: "I can't see anything"
Marta: "Look right behind you!"
He turned his face towards me. Once I had both of their attention, I unbuttoned my jeans and slid a hand down my panties.
Their jaw dropped in unison. I couldn't see Roberto's crotch from where I was, but Stefano's dick started pushing against the button on his trousers.
I rubbed my middle finger along my slit, coating it in juice.
As the gondola came down, I quickly buttoned up my jeans to avoid being found out by the ride's operator.
Then the gondola rose again slowly for one last round.
Roberto's gondola was now below us, so He couldn't enjoy the show, but I saw him rubbing the bulge on his trousers frantically.
I started masturbating as well, only changing hand. I held the one I had used before in front of Stefano's nose. Sweating profusely, He took very deep breaths.
When we reached the top again, I saw Roberto furiously masturbating with his cock out. He climaxed at the summit of the ride. His cum landed on our gondola and almost hit my shoulder.
I pulled my hand out of my panties and sucked my fingers dry, while making eye contact with him.
Then the ride stopped. We dismounted and took a minute to catch our breath. On their faces, they had the dumbest look I had ever seen.
Marta: "That was fun. Wanna go the house of mirrors next?"
They both nodded silently. At this point they were enthralled.
I paid for their tickets and went in first.
Just past the entrance, I said: "Close your eyes and count to twenty"
They both obliged like good lap puppies.
I unzipped their pants and walked away slowly. The mirrors facing outside were so distorted it was impossible to figure out what we were doing within.
When I was a child I was afraid to get lost in there, because I thought nobody would be able to find me. But in the over twenty years I have spent going to the carnival, I have learnt the layout of the maze like the back of my hand.
"Let's play chase! Catch me if you can!" I shouted.
They ran after me, but they couldn't keep the pace with their pants down, and had to stop and button them up to avoid tripping. By then, I had already lost them.
It was hard for them to guess whether or not their path was blocked by glass.
After the first few times they hit their boners against it, they started walking with their hands forward.
Facing a distorted mirror that made my tits look larger, I unbuttoned my shirt and took off my bra.
I knew they could see it because they were staring in my general direction, but they were taking two different paths.
My nipples grew hard as I fondled my breasts. A small puddle had formed on my jeans. Knowing I was being watched made me so excited.
Slowly but surely, they were getting closer. One hand in front of their face and the other stroking their cocks.
Roberto arrived first. When He was just a couple of feet from me, I ordered him to stop.
Marta: "That was an impressive cumshot back on the ferris wheel. Let's see if you can hit me from there."
I got on my knees, facing him. I must say, some of the effort they had used to clean the glass could have been saved for the pavement. I built up saliva in my mouth and spat on his balls. His cock twitched like a fish out of water.
Stefano sneaked up on my from the back, but I could see his reflection. I flashed my palm to him. He stopped in place and started masturbating.
Now that they were both fairly close, I could finally evaluate their dicks.
Roberto's was slightly longer, about six inches or so I would say. It would have been longer if it weren't so curved, facing downward. The small pink tip was sticking out and leaking precum all along his shaft.
Stefano was slightly shorter, but much, much thicker. A large bulging vein pulsated on his rod: purple like a grape, and lively and bifurcated like the mouth of a swollen, raging river.
I undid my twin tails, holding the the hair clips between my lips.
I arched my back and faced Stefano, and wiggled my ass towards Roberto.
One of my hands was playing with my pussy, the other was having its fingers sucked.
Stefano let out a loud moan. Huge gushes of sperm flew towards me, and hit the glass in between. He looked both euphoric and disappointed. I walked on all fours towards it and licked the glass on the opposite side of where the cum landed.
That was too much for his friend to handle.
Roberto's cock erupted like a volcano. His hot white lava landed at my feet.
With a smirk, I crawled towards him and licked his cock clean. I put it in my mouth and made my tongue revolve around it. I felt it shrink between my lips until it was smaller than my tongue, but I didn't stop until long after it went fully flaccid.
Only after He came would I have allowed myself to do this. I knew He couldn't feel any sexual pleasure from it, only a tactile sensation, nothing more. He could only imagine what a blowjob actually felt like. I was the only one having fun teasing him.
I looked up towards Roberto and met his smug face. With a side glance, I then looked at Stefano, still standing there watching like an idiot, and I flipped him off.
Frustrated, He tried to exit the maze on his own, but He only got more lost.
While holding Roberto by the hand, I gave Stefano directions and we all left the labyrinth together.
Still tasting cum in my mouth, I went to hug Stefano and kissed him on the lips. He kissed me back, but by then He had snapped out of his libido induced trance. When I opened my mouth and his tongue met mine, He took a step back disgusted and spat on the floor.
Stefano: "Ew, you still haven't swallowed all of it"
Roberto started laughing. "Hahaha. Looks like She enjoyed it more than you did. And trust me, She really enjoyed it"
"Fuck you, how would you like it if I were to nut in your mouth?" He spat. "And at least I didn't see the glass in front of me. What's your excuse for missing her? If you aimed your piss as well as you aim your cum, the moquette in your bathroom would reek as much as you!"
Roberto busted out laughing for several minutes. Even as I pinched his cheeks, Stefano kept his arms crossed and a frown on his face.
When Roberto finally got a hold of himself, He asked: "So, where are we going next?"
I checked my wallet and said: "Um, actually, I don't think I have enough money for another ride. I just have 10 euros left."
"Ooh, I know a place where we can still play a lot of games" said Stefano.
Roberto: "What, you want to give her another stupid toy? She won't suck your dick regardless, so don't even bother."
Marta: "Hey, whose dick I decide to suck is none of your business. And, who knows, we still have plenty of time"
Stefano: "No, it's not the shooting gallery again. Come on, follow me."
Even after I made that remark, they didn't seem to get more excited. They had returned to their normal, non-horny self. I would have to wait a few hours before I could get them hard again.
"They are boys after all. They cum a lot and very often, but their dicks aren't fully developed yet, and don't last very long." I thougth to myself.
"Here we are!" Stefano's shouting interrupted my thoughts.
We were facing an old cabin. Flashing lights and electronic music irradiated from it.
The last arcade in the city. It only opened during the carnival season.
The owner was busy somewhere else. Inside there were only the token machine and the cabinets.
They had Metal Slug, The King of Fighters, Gradius, Time Crisis, Crazy Taxi and a few others I didn't recognize.
Roberto: "Man, these games all suck ass. They are older than my grandma. Who would ever want to play with something so old."
My pride was hurt by that statement.
Maria: "How about you guys have a little challenge? Whoever wins at that fighting game gets to do lewd stuff with me later."
Needless to say, they both accepted.
Stefano: "I'm picking the big breasted girl with the fan"
Roberto: "That's not fair I wanted that one"
Stefano: "Hey, you can't pick my same character"
Roberto: Yes I can. I want the big breasted lady too. Big breasts are the best"
Marta: "Is there anything wrong with small breasts? Since you don't like them, I won't ever show them to you again"
Roberto: "No, your tits aren't small. Just average. And I'm sure they'll become bigger when you grow up"
I was unsure whether to laugh or cry at his statement.
Roberto: "It's not fair! I was talking to her and you comboed me while I was distracted!"
Stefano: "Sorry, but a win is a win. So, Marta, what kind of lewd stuff do you have in mind?"
Marta: "Well, I'd tell you. But first you have to defeat me"
Stefano: "Yeah, as if I would ever lose to a girl at a videogame. I'm game, but if I win, you will do anything I say"
Marta: "Deal"
It had been a while since I had last played it, and the controls were a bit different from the Playstation version, but He was just mashing buttons randomly.
I let him hit me until my health bar was below half before locking him in an aerial combo and knocking him out.
Roberto: "Duude, you just got ass fucked by a girl. Just how lame are you?"
Stefano: "Shut up! You lost to me. So you wouldn't have stood a chance against her.
But, you were right. This game fucking sucks ass."
Marta: "Well, I have more modern games at home. We can even play smash if you are up to it."
Roberto: "Are you sure it will be okay?"
Marta: "Yup, don't worry. My parents won't be home at least until the evening"
(In fact, they won't be home at least until Christmas. That's the only time of the year they ever felt obligated to come visit me).
We walked to the nearest bus stop. It was past noon and we had to wait almost an hour for the bus to arrive.
Stefano: "Wait, let me call my mum. I'll tell her I'm staying at your house to study."
Roberto: "I wouldn't do it if I were you. What if she calls my mum and she finds out you are lying?"
Stefano: "That's why you have to call yours and tell her you are studying with me."
Roberto: "But I know her. She will just say no like always."
While they were busy arguing and coming up with excuses for their parents, I entered the pharmacy on the street corner and bought two packs of extra small condoms with the credit card I had kept hidden. It would be fun to see them struggle to wear them.
I don't know what they had settled for, but when I returned they were done arguing and that was enough for me.
I showed them my newest purchase.
Stefano: "What are those?"
Roberto: "Something your parents should have used the day you were conceived"
Stefano: "I know what those are dumbass, but she bought the small size. Those will only fit you"
Roberto: "What are you talking about? My cock is so much longer than yours."
Stefano: "It's the thickness that determines a condom's size, moron. That's what matters the most to a woman. And my cock is long enough to get to the bottom of any pussy, anyway. Even your moth-"
Marta: "Here's our bus"
Luckily it had arrived before they could start throwing hands. No doubt, it was the previous ride which arrived half an hour late.
On the bus, a few old ladies stared at us with a look of disapproval and superiority. Not sure whether they were judging us because they saw us playing hooky or simply because we were born less than six decades ago.
Either way, Roberto and Stefano stayed quiet throughout the whole travel, and I was thankful to them for that.
Six stops later, five minutes of walking, and we were back at my place. A two story house in the countryside surrounded by many others just like it.
Stefano: "I thought your house would have been bigger"
Marta: "What do you mean?"
Stefano: "Like, I don't know? You said your parents were rich so I was expecting a large mansion or something"
"Shit, is He beginning to see through my lies?" I thought.
Marta: "Hey, Roberto is your friend always so inquisitive?"
Roberto: "If inquisitive means a pain in the ass, then absolutely."
Marta: "Well, can you tell him that rich people nowadays don't buy one large house, they buy many of them to resell them at a higher price?"
Roberto: "Ok. Hey, don't you know that rich people nowadays don't-"
Stefano: "I've heard what she said. You don't need to act the fool more than you already are."
The blinds on one of my neighbour's window started to open.
"Quickly, get in!" I said.
When they both got in I locked the door behind me and drew the curtains of all the windows facing the neighbour's house.
They had wasted no time making themselves comfortable.
Roberto was laying down with his dirty shoes on my couch and Stefano was snooping around like I had just invited him on a house tour.
Marta: "Roberto, get your shoes down the sofa this instant! My parents will kill me if they find a stain on it."
He reluctantly obliged, puffing loudly.
Stefano: "Hey, is this your mum?"
He was pointing at an old family photo hanging on the wall. I was still a child back then, but I haven't changed much since.
Marta: "Yep, it's her."
Roberto: "Hot piece of cake. I'd do her."
I glared at him out of the corner of my eye.
Stefano: "Does she still live with you?"
"W-what do you mean? Of course She lives with me, She is my mum." I stuttered confused.
Stefano: "Well, there is only one name on your doorbell, and that's yours, Marta Martegani."
My heart skipped a beat.
"Now, why would your name, and not your parent's be on the doorbell, unless you lived alone? And since when can high-schoolers like us own a house of our own?" He continued.
Marta: "I-I can explain- it's all a misunderstanding."
Stefano: "Well explain it then, now! Stop feeding us bullshit, and hope I like your answers. First of all, how old are you really?"
Marta: "I am 28."
Stefano: "Ooh, wow. That's almost twice my age."
He showed me his smart phone. The police number was already dialled.
Marta: "You think you can threaten me in my own home? I know the law, I don't risk anything for what I did."
Stefano: "Well, you lied about your age to pretend you were younger, and I lied about mine to pretend I was older."
Marta: "I don't believe you."
Stefano: "Fine, let's find out. All I need to do is to press this button. Even if you won't get arrested, you are still going to lose whatever job you have once your employer finds out."
Marta: "It's your word against mine!"
Stefano: "No, we have the ride operators as witnesses. We were the only customers, I'm sure they remember our faces. Oh, and my DNA is all over one of the glasses in the house of mirrors."
Roberto: "And mine is all over the floor, and on one of the gondolas." He screamed.
Marta: "Lower your voice."
Roberto: "Yeah, it would be bad if your neighbours heard our conversation."
Marta: "Ok, just tell me what do you want from me?"
Roberto: "Well, for starters. I'm kinda hungry. Go to the kitchen and make us a sandwich."
He shooed me with a hand sign and put his dirty shoes back on my couch.
I turned my back and slammed the kitchen door behind me. As I prepared the sandwiches I eavesdropped on their conversation.
Stefano: "Bro, what are you doing?"
Roberto: "Chill, man. She volunteered to pay for our rides. We can find a way to pay her back."
Stefano: "Payback? What kind of payback?"
Roberto: "I mean, She had some fun with us, now we can have some fun with her."
"Hey, don't forget to bring beers with our sandwiches!" He shouted.
"Back to us, remember the video Marco showed us in the bathroom during recess?"
Stefano: "Which one?"
Roberto: "Last Thursday, the one with the brunette."
Stefano: "Oh, yeah. We can do that to her!"
I came back holding a plate with two sliced baguettes and some ham.
Marta: "Here is your fucking sandwiches. I don't have any beers in the fridge."
Roberto: "Too bad, that's the thing I actually wanted. But we can skip to the main course"
They unzipped their flies, and walked slowly towards me.
Marta: "Uff, let's move it upstairs."
I led them into my bedroom. I had decorated it like a teenager's just to bring young boys to it without rousing suspicions. Toys on the shelves, a big teddy on the bed, and K-pop posters on the walls. All that effort and they still found me out.
Roberto stripped naked and got on top of my single size bed.
Stefano started to undress me, throwing my shirt to the floor, but I had to help him unhook my bra.
He then whipped out his cock and rubbed it between my thighs, his hands caressing my tits until my nipples became hard.
When He pushed his cock against my pussy lips, I pushed him back.
Marta: "I'm not letting you fuck me raw!"
Roberto: "Heh, good luck finding a judge who would force us to pay for your child support. If you get pregnant it's not our problem."
Marta: "I have AIDS"
Stefano: "What the fuck, why didn't you tell us earlier! I even allowed you to kiss me!"
Roberto: "Dude, She is full of shit, like always. Who the fuck could have given her AIDS? Look at her. No adults would ever want to fuck her. That's why she goes after kids. She is so flat She couldn't titfuck a hamster."
I was livid. "You said my tits were average"
"Yeah and you said you were a high-schooler" Roberto replied.
Stefano: "I still don't want to risk it. Where are the condoms you bought?"
Marta: "I left them downstairs. I'll go get them"
Roberto: "Hold it, He can find them himself. You come here and ride my cock. I want to make you scream like on the roller coaster."
He lied down on my bed. I climbed on top of him, spread my legs and lowered my hips. The tip slowly went inside. His hands rushed up my chest and grabbed my tits, squishing and twisting my nipples.
I hopped on top of him, feeling his tip brushing against my clit before putting it back inside.
I was starting to enjoy it when He thrusted his hips forward, pushing his cock all the way inside me.
I held my hand firmly on his chest.
Marta: "When a lady is on top of you, you have to lay still and let her fuck you."
Stefano was back with the condoms. He watched us as He struggled to open one.
Roberto: "You are not a lady. You are a whore."
And he thrusted it faster. In and out, with such speed that it was hurting my cervix.
So I slowed down my pace. Then I got up and squatted down, standing on my feet a couple of inches above him, and grabbed his hands.
Now He had room to go as fast as He wanted. So he accelerated and started grunting.
"Don't cum inside me." I ordered.
"Nah, just take the pill." He replied.
I tried to get up. Roberto held my hands tighter and Stefano put his arms on my shoulders to held me down.
I felt his hot breath on my neck as He panted and came. Hot semen flowed inside me down to the bedsheets.
Stefano: "That's gross, clean that up! I ain't sticking my cock in there."
Roberto: "Don't be so posh, you even have a condom."
I slid my fingers inside me and dug out some of the cum, but it was too viscous to remove all of it.
I stood up, headed to the bathroom.
Stefano: "Hey where are you going? It's my turn now!"
Marta: "I need to wash my cunt before you can stick your dick in it."
Stefano: "Ok, well. Can you open this?"
I bit the corner of the condom wrapper and pulled it open with my hand, spitting out the wrapper's edge on the floor.
I locked the bathroom's door behind me and rinsed my pussy with hot water in the bidet. After a couple of minutes, the last drop of cum came out.
I applied some liquid soap on my fingers and heard the door handle squeak, then knocking.
At the door I found Stefano, holding another condom wrapper.
"I was trying to put it on and it tore open" He explained.
I searched my drawer for my cuticle scissors and handed them to him. Then I slammed the door.
When I was done cleaning up, I turned on the hair dryer and enjoyed the hot breeze blowing on my pussy.
I got out of the bathroom, and found three torn condoms on the floor, with Stefano trying to wear a fourth one.
Roberto got out of my bed and was sitting at my desk, stroking his limp dick, trying to get it hard again quickly.
I got in bed, lying on one side, and watched Stefano struggle to fit the condom in. It was so amusing I couldn't contain a cackle.
Stefano: "Would you mind helping me instead of laughing?"
Marta: "You are just wearing it backwards. You have to roll it completely and then stretch it."
Stefano: "I have already tried. I've tried rolling them one way. I've tried turning them inside out. They just keep breaking."
Roberto: "Dude just fuck her raw. Trust me it's the end of the world. And you won't ever get another chance like this"
Stefano: "I mean, I guess you are right."
Marta: "Wait wait!" I rummaged through my bedside table's first drawer until I found a condom that hadn't expired yet.
"This is a bit larger. Maybe you can fit in it" I said.
Stefano: "Then why didn't you give it to me earlier!?"
Marta: "Because seeing you wasting effort was entertaining."
He cut the wrapper open and put the condom on his cock. This was normal sized, and He still struggled to unroll it. It fit tightly around its pulsating manhood.
I laid on my back and spread my legs. He got on top to mount me. His cock stretched the walls of my pussy as it penetrated me. It was substantially larger than Roberto's, even if a little shorter.
I could have seen myself really getting off with him, if only He had been more experienced.
I started moaning loudly. Way more loudly than I normally would have. Just to mess with Roberto's ego. But I got the opposite effect.
His cock had gotten rigid again. Maybe He was going to grow into humiliation and cuckolding. Or maybe He just got excited because I reminded him of the dumb shit that porn actresses say in their videos.
Stefano's kiss interrupted my facade. His tongue danced with mine at the rhythm of his thrusts.
I closed my eyes, pretending to be with someone else.
Roberto: "Hey, dude I'm ready to do the thing."
Stefano: "Oh yeah, let's do it."
Marta: "What? What thing?"
Roberto: "Just shut up and open your mouth."
Stefano pulled out and Roberto dragged me by the arms to the edge of the bed until my head was hanging off of it.
Stefano stuck his dick back in, and Roberto dragged his balls across my whole face, slapping my lips repeatedly with the tip of his meat.
As soon as I opened my mouth, He thrusted his cock all the way down my throat, holding and pulling my twin tails.
His tip was bulging on the outside of my throat. His shaft was hitting my uvula. His balls were hanging millimetres away from my eyes. And Stefano was gaining speed.
I felt the urge to gag. I grabbed Roberto's cock and started stroking it fast, sucking only the tip. At least I could breathe. Even Stefano was slowing down.
Stefano: "I'm getting close. Are you ready?"
Roberto: "Yes! Wait for me."
They got up, grabbed me by my arms and legs, and they tossed me on the floor.
Stefano: "Kneel down before the kings, bitch. You have to suck both of us now."
Roberto: "Hey, that was my line!"
Stefano: "Who cares about those details."
Roberto walked up to me and pressed the tip of his dick firmly against my nostrils. The stench of smegma filled me in.
Stefano pushed his cock in my mouth. I had to be extra careful not to bruise it with my teeth.
I started jerking off Roberto just to increase the distance between his dick and my nose.
Roberto twisted my arm until I let go his cock. He then pressed it insistently against my lips, while I was busy sucking off Stefano.
Stefano: "Bitch don't you get? You have to suck both of us at the same time."
I spat out Stefano's dick.
Marta: "There is no way you can both fit inside"
Stefano: "Oh, now she tries to flatter us to escape her duties. I know it's possible. I saw it."
Their dicks were mere millimetres apart. I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed both of them in one hand and held their tips touching together.
I opened my mouth as wide as I could and stuck out my tongue, slowly drawing circles around their cocks with it.
After a couple of minutes, I heard them grunting. They came together, shooting jizz all across my face and in my hair.
They laughed and celebrated. I was mortified.
"If you are done now, you can leave!"
They got dressed and left without a word. I would have thought they were sorry for what they did, if they hadn't stopped to grab the sandwiches.
Whatever, I just wanted to have a shower and wash their spunk off my hair.
When I was done, I laid on my bed with the bathrobe still on for the rest of the day. I didn't feel like doing anything.
Late at night, I fell asleep. Early in the morning, I was woken up by the sound of doorbell.
I looked out the window.
Stefano and Roberto were outside my house, along with a hooded figure.