Page 29 of Room 13: Bred By the Bears

“No! There was that girl at the spring dance. What was her name?” Obi’s eyebrows knit in disbelief as he held his hands out to showcase some forgotten girl with big tits.

“Mary Grace?” I suggested. “That’s the problem with the Catholic girls. She wouldn’t let me actually stick it in. We dry fucked, underwear on.”

“So youliedto us? I thought we were brothers man.”

“Not the point of this story guys…” Ryker pulled our focus back to the present. Though I couldn’t stop thinking about sweet Mary Grace and her lavender panties with butterflies on them, or the sweet, checkered sundress she’d worn to the dance. Or her blush when she’d come quietly shaking against me. We’d snuck way from the dance, out back to the playground, and started making out on a platform of the fort they’d built for the lower grades.

“We took a walk into the woods and Tammy started a game of tag, tagging Obi and then taking off like a hurricane.” Ryker continued.

“We chased her all over those woods. Every time one of us would catch her, she’d scramble back up again and take off.” I picked up the story, feeling my cock press against my pants with the memory. The frustration, the delight, how all of us worked in tandem to corner her and bring her down.

“Eventually we had her cornered.”

Miele’s gaze shifted down to my shorts. I hadn’t even noticed I’d begun stroking myself through my shorts. Even twenty-five years later, remembering that first peek into something so salacious hardened me to the point I debated jerking off.

“She played all innocent captive, begging us to take it easy on her,” Obi continued. “Like she was a dirtier version of Princess Leia getting taken to Jabba the Hut. It was the hottest thing I think the three of us ever experienced. She even crossed her hands in front of her and fell to her knees, begging us to take it easy on her.”

Miele squirmed in her seat. I saw it. The telltale roll from one ass cheek to the other that broadcast her little clit was getting a pleasant kiss from the seam of those stretch pants. She caught me staring at her, and rather than look away, I drew her gaze down to the button of my shorts, which I opened one handed, worked the zipper down and yanked out my stiff cock.

“I didn’t know if she was simply acting out the movie, or she really wanted to be used by three guys. Obviously, I’d been the least experienced of the three of us to that point. Having only come into my underwear humping against Mary Grace.”

Those two memories caused sensation to shoot all the way up my spine, and back down through my balls, clenching my ass and tickling my taint. We’d all three fucked Miele through more orgasms than I could count the night prior. Yet my cock wept like a priest who threw away ten years of celibacy on the first prostitute to greet him at the door of the brothel.

“It was the hottest thing,” Ryker told her. “She crawled on her knees, her pretend hands bound in front of her, and gave Obi a handy while we watched. Eventually asking if she could take him in her mouth. None of us carried condoms with us at that age. Since none of us expected to get laid on a school field trip. Instead she let us bend her over a log, and we took turns plunging into her, and pulling out and shooting onto the ground.”

Ryker flipped the elastic down on his shorts too, spreading his legs wide open so Miele could take a good look at his fat cock bouncing against his stomach. For long moments they stared at one another, before Ryker finally broke down and took himself in hand when Miele licked her lips like she hadn’t just eaten a full meal.

After that first time, we spent the entire summer stealing away and playing captive/captor games with Tammy. Ryker had become an expert at lifting condoms from the pharmacy so we were always fully stocked and ready to go. We’d each taken to having at least two in our wallet at all times. Just in case someone needed one, we were prepared for group play always.

“We played with her for the entire summer,” I finished, having gotten lost in my own remembrances. “She moved the next fall. Her dad worked the oil rigs and got a promotion that moved them to Texas.”

Ryker wasn’t even listening to me anymore. He was working his cock with focus. And Miele hadn’t taken her eyes off him.

“Come,” I said to her, cricking my finger toward her.

Miele dropped to her legs and crawled. Her lip between her teeth, as she did. Instead of crawl to me, she went to Obi instead, as he was closest. She nuzzled into his lap like a cat would, mouthing at his sweats in search of his firm rod.

“Mmm, too soft.” She pouted, turning away from him and coming toward me.

I heard a grumble work its way up Ryker’s throat. I heard him spit on his hand, and then the telltale sound of him working his cock. Miele’s focus shifted from the cock that skirted along her lips and chin, toward him.

“Miele.” My voice was stern. “Suck my cock.”

She didn’t just suck, she swallowed the head clear down her throat, working my base with each sucking pull off my cock, and every press against her soft palate. I desperately tried to keep my hips still. Tried not to choke her or surprise her as she concentrated on working me into the throes of ecstasy. I wish I could say I held out. That the toe-curling bliss her mouth gifted me with, was just barely enough to keep me interested. Instead, in five pumps and a few long moans against the head of my cock, I was done for. I blew into her mouth, forgetting to be gentle as I pumped out my finale.

She pulled off me, wiping her lips and humming as she licked her thumb clean.

“Too fast,” she pouted, winking at me before she crawled to Ryker.

“I’ll work on my staying power, Little Cub. But with you, I seem to have lost all sense of control.”

More than likely she didn’t hear me or already wasn’t paying attention to me.

“Hey, baby.” Ryker gathered her hair in his hand, caressing her head as she re-familiarized herself with his cock. “You looked so hot sucking off Armel. I was afraid I was going to come in my hand.”

“No, Daddy,” she said, and my cock was practically fully erect again.

It was the first time she’d uttered those words in our presence. And it was hot hearing them drip from her mouth. The way Ryker lifted his hips in her direction, he evidently hadn’t ever heard her say them either. His cock clearly enjoyed hearing them. Ryker blindly humped the air while she mouthed his groin and nuzzled into his pubic hair. Such a tease blatantly avoided what he made obvious he needed.

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