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Another party came and went. A long night, way too much fun. Kyle, Kenny, and I were gone. It was early morning when I sat in the backseat of a car and passed out in between them. I’m not even sure who was driving, but they dropped us off at Kenny’s apartment and we all piled into his bed like exhausted puppies who’d been acting up all day.
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My eyes fluttered. Or I thought they did. I was lying on my stomach and could feel hands on me. Pulling back my hips and bringing me up on my hands and knees. My panties were gone and I felt a hand on my ass and a stiff cock sliding up and down my slit. Kenny moaned loudly as he entered me and my breath hitched.
I felt a hand under my chin tipping my face up and then another dick spreading precum over my lips. I agreeably opened my mouth and he slid in.
“You’re such a good girl,” Kyle groaned as he started slowly fucking my mouth.
“Don’t fucking spoil her,” Kenny growled.
“Look at her. She’s so sweet,” He smiled down at me.
“She’s a selfish little slut,” Kenny muttered, then bit my neck.
“You’re doing so good,” Kyle reaffirmed, running his hand over my hair.
“She’s not doing shit,” Kenny smirked, “But I have an idea,”
Kyle withdrew from my mouth and Kenny lifted me so that I stood up on my knees. He picked up my leg to give better access and Kyle rubbed his dick against my clit.
“I can’t,” I whined, “I can’t take both of you,”
“I know you can. Try,” Kyle kissed me and pushed himself inside.
I gasped loud and my leg was shaking as they both started moving against me.
Kyle squeezed my ass as he pushed inside harder, “Just relax,”
Kenny growled, “Look at you, panting already,”
“You’re so good,” Kyle cupped my cheek in his palm and ran his thumb over my bottom lip, “Oh, her eyes are watering,”
I could feel hands moving all over me. It was overwhelming.
Kyle glanced over at Kenny, “She’s coming,”
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My eyes popped open and I jumped up awake. I sat there and thought about my thin, slightly disjointed dream. Kenny and Kyle were sleeping peacefully on either side of me. I looked at the attractive boys next to me and my heart raced. I could feel warmth spreading between my legs. I scooted to the bottom of the bed and quietly made my exit.
When it finally happened, it was nothing like I’d imagined… But let's not skip ahead.
In the aftermath of the only wet dream that ever shook me to my core, I avoided them as much as possible. When we were in the same place, the dream was all I could think about. I could almost actually feel them touch my body.
I was on campus before class and had just exited the restroom after fixing my makeup. As I walked out, there they were. I stood awkwardly in the small alcove as they blocked my only way into the hall.
“Uh, excuse me,” I said, making a hurried attempt to move past them.
“Wait,” Kyle grabbed my wrist and I blinked as he held it firmly.
“Dude, don’t grab her. She’s traumatized,” Kenny said.
“Shit! Sorry,” Kyle said, immediately letting me go.
“...Traumatized?” I was more confused than ever.
“You’ve been ignoring texts and avoiding us like the plague,” Kenny said.
“Which means one of us must have done something that night—” Kyle began.
“Wait, you guys have really been thinking about this?” I said, completely dumbfounded.
“Kind of tying ourselves in knots,” Kyle said thinly.
I almost smiled. They were brash, irreverent, rough-around-the-edges… And they actually gave a shit. I took a deep breath. I had to confess. It was the only way to give them any peace of mind. It was the right thing to do. Honesty is the best policy, they say… It was still one of the hardest things I’d ever had to admit.
“You guys...” I choked out, “You didn’t do anything. It was me,”
Kenny looked me over, “C’mon you weren’t that bad,”
“Not any messier than usual,” Kyle said as the corner of his mouth curled up.
“No, in the middle of the night…” I heaved a heavy sigh.
That got their attention.
I decided to talk as quickly as possible, hoping it would be the equivalent of ripping off a band-aid, “I had a dream we had a three-some and the sex was crazy, and dirty, and good, so now whenever I see either of you, it’s all I can think about,” I took a deep breath, “That’s why I’ve been avoiding you,”
“Whoa,” Kyle said in unison with Kenny’s “Hot,”
“Now that I’ve been humiliated, can I go?”
“Uh. Yeah,” Kyle seemed hesitant.
That was none of my business. I got the fuck out of dodge.
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The next week, Nichole told me that Craig and Tweek invited some people to some campground for the weekend. There would be s’mores, bonfires, swimming, obviously partying... I thought it'd be safe to join, Craig never invited those guys to anything. I told Nichole I'd go if she shared her tent. She wholeheartedly agreed.
I sat in Nichole’s car for hours as we drove south. My hand made waves through the moving air out the window and I glanced over at my friend.
“Why are we going so far?” I asked.
She smiled wide, “The water’s warmer,”
It was dusk and we were the last to arrive. I bristled as I could hear Cartman and Heidi arguing from a tent as we walked up. Craig was trying to calm Tweek as he wracked his own nerves about fire safety. Stan was helping Wendy build her tent. Clyde and Jimmy were struggling a lot more as they tried their best to get some other tent up. Sitting on some log-turned-benches and discussing the best way to get the fire roaring were Tolkien, Kyle, and Kenny.
Nichole and I picked a spot. As soon as the tent was up I crawled inside and unwrapped my sleeping bag. I considered staying right there for the weekend.
I got drunk and enjoyed the bonfire instead. I made sure to sit between Nichole and Wendy, as if I needed their protection, while doing my best to avoid eye contact with Kyle and Kenny. As it got later and things wound down, people started peeling away, going off to their tents. I felt a bit tipsy and decided to cut myself off. It was also a convenient excuse to get the hell out of there. I politely excused myself and happily crawled into my sleeping bag and had nearly fallen asleep when I heard the tent unzip from the outside.
“I need the tent,” Nichole said insistently as she joined me inside the structure, “Tolkien’s coming,”
I sat up and scoffed, “Seriously?”
“Don’t be mad at me because you wanna fuck -- “
“Don’t say it,” I sighed.
“Just fuck them and scratch that itch,” Nichole rolled her eyes.
“I don’t think they’d be into having a –“
“No. Fuck Kenny, then Kyle. Or Kyle then Kenny. Or just one of them while you think about the other. I don't know what kind of freak shit you're into. Whatever works. Just get it out of your system so you can move on,”
Maybe she had a point. Fantasies rarely lived up to the hype, anyway. Maybe I just needed a good dose of reality with an orgasm or two on the side.
I grabbed my phone and snuck out of the tent. Only a few people were still around the bonfire, while the others were tucked away. Good.
I followed the trail to the nearest lake and stood on the dock. I pulled my hair into a unkempt bun and stripped down to my bra and panties. I sat on the edge, dropping my feet in the water as my legs dangled off the side. It was surprisingly warm. I guess the drive was worth it. I sat under the stars, looked up at the moon, and enjoyed the calm. I was being stupid. There was nothing to get so worked up over.
“You’re so full of shit!” I heard Kyle’s voice. It sounded close.
“I swear, dude!” Of course, it was Kenny. A little bit closer.
...Shit.
I hopped up and grabbed my clothes. I was sliding my legs back into my shorts when I lost my balance and my wet feet slipped right out from under me. I fell into the water with a loud, crashing splash. I knew they had to have heard my plunge. I tried to swim to the surface, but the denim around my ankles was heavy with lake water and caught on some object. I kicked my legs, freeing one ankle, but I was running out of breath. I felt a big wave push past me and an arm around my rib cage that hauled me to the surface.
I took a big gulping breath.
Kenny’s lips brushed against my cheek, “Are you alright?”
I nodded as I continued enjoying the comforts of oxygen. Kyle reached down from the dock and I reached out to him in return. He wrapped his sturdy hand around my arm, just below my wrist, and pulled me up as Kenny handed me off to him.
I sat there dripping on the old wooden boards as Kenny pulled himself up.
Kyle brushed wet locks of hair from my face, “What happened?”
I looked away in sheer embarrassment, “I slipped,”
They stared at me. I quickly glanced between their faces. Kyle looked away, but Kenny didn’t. I became painfully aware that I'd fallen into the water wearing white underwear that had become windows wantonly displaying the most secret parts of me. My cheeks burned as I stared at the rotting wood they stood on.
“I lost my clothes,” I admitted sheepishly, “They’re in the water,”
Kyle pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to me.
“You’re gonna…" He swallowed thickly, "...Freeze,”
I slipped it on and finally dared to stand.
Kenny looked me over, “We should get her in front of the fire,”
“You too,” I said offering him a half-hearted smile, “Thanks, by the way,”
Kenny shrugged with a smirk, “It was nothing,”
The three of us walked to the bonfire. When we finally made it back, everyone was gone but the fire still raged on.
Kyle sat down on the ground in front of the log with a huff, “What fucking idiot left without putting the fire out?”
I headed straight for Nichole’s tent to get some dry clothes that actually belonged to me. I was about two feet away when definitive sex noises reached me.
I heard “God, baby,” In Tolkien’s voice, and for a split second I was jealous. It had been a while since I’d had sex. Good sex? Even longer.
“Just fuck them and scratch that itch,”
I made a decision and I walked back over to the bonfire.
I sat down right between Kyle and Kenny. As I leaned back against the huge hunk of wood, the warmth of the crackling flames was comforting. It helped me gather the strength I needed.
Kenny glanced at me a he sipped from a flask, “No clothes?”
“Nope, tent’s still…” I reached for the flask and he promptly handed it over, “Occupied,”
I took a quick gulp, I needed all the liquid courage I could get for this venture, and passed it to Kyle.
I pulled Kyle’s shirt off over my head and dropped it in his lap. He blinked and tossed it beside him. My bra and panties were still wet and clinging to me. I had an excuse ready.
“Quickest way to dry off,” I said as I stared directly into the roaring fire.
I was afraid to look at either one of them. Kyle handed me the flask back. I swiftly took another sip and handed it to Kenny.
I could feel their eyes and the awkward silence was absolutely killing me, “Just say it,”
“I can see everything,” Kyle said.
“You look hot,” Kenny added.
“I mean… Everything,” Kyle continued.
"Really fucking hot," Kenny insisted.
I reached up, untied my bun, and as my back naturally arched, I gave my hair a little tussle so it was still messy but a little more styled. Kenny handed me the flask, I grabbed it eagerly and swallowed greedily before trying to hand it off to Kyle.
He was staring at my chest. I glanced down at the thin material clinging to my breasts, presenting my nipples for anyone to see. I looked back to Kyle and cleared my throat.
He snatched the flask from me., “Sorry. I…”
I tried to sound as nonchalant as possible and used my most refined Cool Girl tone, “It’s fine. You guys pretty much kept me from drowning. So look. Whatever,”
“Yeah, except...” Kenny shifted awkwardly, “You told us about that wet dream, and now you’re wet and practically naked, so it’s kind of all I can think about...”
I looked over to Kyle as he handed the flask back to me. “And you?” I asked him.
“...He pretty much nailed it,” He said, his gaze steadily drifting down to my breasts and then the sacred space between my legs.
I passed the flask back to Kenny and took a deep, calming breath, “Do you guys wanna talk about it?”
“Fuck yeah,” Kenny opined.
I turned to Kenny and my heart hammered away in my chest as I forced the words out, “No pressure, but... We could like… Make out...? And just see where it goes from there?”
Kenny kissed me. I closed my eyes as his tongue slid into my mouth and his hands found my waist. When he pulled me in deeper, it took everything I had not to start moaning in his mouth just from the anticipation.
I felt Kyle’s hand run up my back and settle on my neck. I broke my kiss with Kenny and turned to him.
He pulled me into a kiss while he cradled the back of my neck. His other hand dropped on my thigh and gave me a light squeeze. His tongue rolled over mine and the hand on my thigh traced my skin all the way up to my breast. Kyle sighed into my mouth as he palmed my breast and I felt the warmth of my arousal spreading between my legs.
Kenny kissed my shoulder and his hand landed on my other thigh. He went right for my pussy. He put his hand over the thin, wet, material that separated me from the world. He cupped and palmed me before dragging his hand back to my hip.
I finally broke my kiss with Kyle and turned back to Kenny. Kyle’s hands dropped from me as he shifted uncomfortably. Kenny was all in. He kissed me hard and fast. Both of his hands grabbed my breasts right away. He squeezed them, caressed them, and when he swept his thumbs over my nipples – I couldn’t help it – I moaned low over his tongue. I hoped it was low. He found it encouraging and gave them a light pinch. Then a harder one. I moaned again and he gave them a gentle tug before he was back to palming my breasts.
Kyle shifted and reached around to put both hands on my thighs. He kissed my shoulder as one hand drifted between my legs and slid my thin, wet panties to the side. He kissed my neck as his fingers moved along my slit and spread my desire around as he explored. I whimpered in Kenny’s mouth as Kyle kissed my neck and pushed his fingers inside.
“You’re so soft and so fucking wet,” Kyle's hot breath melted against my skin as he primed me, “You really want this, don’t you?”
I nodded and whimpered in Kenny’s mouth. He reached around me and expertly unclasped my bra. He finally broke our kiss as he peeled the wet clothing from my body. Kyle took the opportunity to wrap his arm around me and pulled me on his lap. I whined sharply, he even used the hand planted between my legs to lift me. Once I was where he wanted me, I felt Kyle’s cock throb underneath me and his warm skin on my back. Kenny pushed himself against me, pushing me more firmly against Kyle, and kissed me again. Kenny grabbed one of my breasts; Kyle palmed the other just as he pressed the sweet spot inside my delicate pocket. My back arched and Kenny eased up, leaned down, and took my nipple in his mouth.
“Fuck,” Kyle lightly bit my ear and I felt his manhood twitch against me again, “I need you to come for us,”
My eyes rolled up, my head lolled back, and I obeyed. As all the pleasure in my body swelled, I grabbed a handful of Kenny’s hair and pulled him into another kiss. He pushed himself against me harder, practically grinding on my thigh. Kyle applied more pressure on my plush little spot and pinched my nipple. I released a loud, shuddering moan from deep within and I prayed that Kenny’s mouth on mine would mute the sound enough. I could hear Kyle groan low as my soft, wet walls closed in around his fingers and gripped him in my wake.
I panted in Kenny’s mouth as he continued to caress and squeeze my breast. I could feel Kyle throb under me as he kissed the place my ear met with my cheek. His hot breath washed over my skin and my every muscle quivered.
“You look so good trembling between us,” He murmured in my ear.
Kenny finally broke our kiss, fully grinding against my thigh now. He sighed into my shoulder as he left a soft kiss on my skin, “If I don’t cum soon, I’m not gonna survive the night,”