[junebaby]

Mike scrambled back into bed after washing the cock that had creamed my ass. I hoped nothing else would leak out when he started pounding me.

Surprisingly he went down on me first, eating my pussy with glee. Perhaps he was hungry from all the sex he was having. Maybe I should have asked him to get a filet o fish or try the famed duck rice at Geylang to see if it had an effect on him like it supposedly did for Mark.

One curious thing though, was how come he was so aroused by the thought of his friend and me together in bed. Or rather the thought that I had somehow fantasized about it. Was this some weird bro code thing? Did it mean he was also secretly fantasizing about April? Or maybe he had already fucked April and was now guilty about it hence he was fucking me well? But that might mean he already found out about my escort days. I mean wouldn't it be suspicious that I somehow suddenly had so much savings to clear our debts?

I was so distracted by my own thoughts that I didn't realise his hard cock sliding in, along with another hard, long and vibrating object.

Me: What the fuck?

Mike had slipped my toy into my pussy as well and turned the vibration to max.

Me: What is this???

Mike: Double penetration? I need practice since you like it so much. Does it hurt?

Me: No. But you're killing me. I'm still sore.

It was an interesting feeling with both him and Tom's cocks inside me, thrusting alternately, but now Mike decided to stuff my toy in instead. It wasn't as large as them so I suppose it fit better, but I'd never really had the vibrations on max before. I gripped the bedsheets tightly as Mike held the vibrator in place as he pounded me. Was this supposed to hurt? Or was my pussy already so abused that I actually kind of liked it?

Mike: Don't take this the wrong way, but I prefer Tom's dick inside. It felt better.

Me: Oh god. What bisexual monster have I unleashed?

Mike: Well, he does have a nice cock. And the way it rubbed against me… hahahaha! Just kidding. I'm just saying this vibrator doesn't feel as good as a fleshy, pulsating cock.

Me: You have a nice cock too. And the way you're describing it… is suspicious.

He pulled the vibrator out slightly and it was at the area where they rubbed against when they got me to squirt.

Me: Woah. Don't do that.

Mike: Why?

Me: It doesn't feel as good compared to your cock.

Mike: But the vibration?

Me: Works better on the outside.

Mike: Oh!

He pulled the vibrator out.

Me: Do not make me squirt. We just washed the sheets.

Mike: Can always wash them again.

Me: No… I wanted to die already this morning.

Mike: Ah.. ok…

Me: Can you even cum again?

Mike: Nope. Not for awhile.

Me: Then why?

Mike: Wanted to remind you who's boss.

Me: Because you thought I was thinking about John?

Mike: Yeah.

Me: Oh please. I'd rather be thinking about Mark or EoS.

Mike: Ah. That's another nice cock.

Me: Shit. Why are you talking about so many other cocks suddenly?

Mike: Closet homosexual?

Me: Seriously???

Mike: Nah. Just kidding. But ever since you wanted to try double penetration, I've been researching. And those porn stars really have nice cocks.

Me: Porn is not real.

Mike: Well yeah, but it's educational somehow.

Me: However, I did learn from porn that it's possible to put two cocks in the same hole. And it fit. And it felt good.

Mike: Hahahaha. I actually seen three before. Local porn star too. Annabel Chong.

Me: She put three in? How? Why?

Mike: No idea. But it seemed doable.

Me: Wouldn't the guy in the middle feel… weird?

Mike: Like you said, porn isn't real. But they were all pretty long though. I think if we wanna try that, we'll need EoS. But Darren might be a better choice.

Me: He'll cum in seconds.

Mike: I wouldn't really know.

Me: I think I'd prefer EoS for a start. At least he's a more similar size to you and Tom.

Mike: Hahahaha. I'll ask Tom to check with him.

Me: Ok. Anyway, you can stop. I guarantee you I'm not thinking about John.

He finally pulled out.

Mike: Ok…

We went to wash up again, thankfully not dirtying the fresh sheets. It was probably a good habit to wash the sheets weekly anyway, compared to monthly that we did so now. Except that we didn't have a laundromat within walking distance unlike Jasmine. And I'd definitely be pissed if Mike used the excuse of going to the laundromat to fuck Alicia or Jasmine.

Back to the John topic, I really didn't feel like meeting up with him but I guess I probably should check in with April to see how she was doing.

I dropped her a text, not expecting a reply, since we really hadn't talked for ages. But she replied almost instantly.

April: You bitch!

My heart sank and I didn't see the notification that she was still typing. I put my phone aside, slightly afraid of what I was going to see.