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Brett and Paul

I walked into the dressing room just as Brett was drying off. He smiled: "What great timing. I have been missing you. And you're just in time."

I always looked forward to Brett, ever since the first time Tony had him fuck me at the urinal at the pool. Brett leaned forward and kissed me, reminding me who was boss as my hand slipped inside his swimming suit to feel him going hard so quickly. Damn. I loved his dick.

Brett's hand went inside my shirt and squoze my tit just as I grabbed his dick. He bit it slowly, and eased me down so I could suck. "Fuck. Every time we meet I kick myself for not fucking you more, like the other guys."

I loved the taste of his dick, and even the thought of what woman he had last been in. He was leaking lots of precum, and I lapped it all up, until he turned me around and went in me. "Shit. If you just wouldn't make me cum so damn fast." And he unloaded, squeezing my tits, biting my neck, and assuring me that he was sure he'd get a second load out.

I turned around and went down on him, as he dumped one last shot onto my tongue. Damn. I loved the taste. I loved the feel. I loved his sexiness.

And then he started in on round two.

Just as he seemed to be getting close to cumming a second time, Paul walked in, wet from the pool. Brett was a popular guy, and about as self-confident as they came, so it didn't really surprise me that he just kept fucking me: "Hey man. Look what a treat I'm gonna turn over to you once I dump this second load."

I had no idea whether Paul would be into it. He was a sexy quiet guy, with a big dick that I had seen hard once through his swimsuit in the water. I knew I would never say no to Brett, and I soon learned that Paul wasn't likely to either, as Brett smiled at him: "Start with the bitch's tits. He drives him crazy, and will prep him as you get ready to do whatever you want to to him." Then he almost laughed: "Plus the bitch will help you--I promise. This may be the most used ass in town."

Paul grabbed his dick, which seemed already to be hardening in his suit, as Brett coached him into grabbing my tits, then on to getting him to bite them. "Massage his head, bitch, so he really gets to enjoy those fuckers. I'm about to nutt again."

Paul sunk his teeth in. That seemed to make Brett even harder, even thicker, and even longer, as he started to unload in my ass again, even as he egged Paul further on: "Fuck yeah. Bite those fuckers hard, so he won't forget any time soon."

Paul broke the skin. Brett laughed and helped me massage Paul's head. "Just wait till he fucks you. That fucking cunt is going to be in heaven. I can't wait to let Tony know. Take your time, Paul. Jeff will stay until you're totally done, doing whatever the fuck you want to do. Just let him lick my dick clean so I can head off, and he's all yours."

Paul kept biting, as he left his marks on both tits, even as Brett climbed up on the bench to feed me his cum-leaking dick. Paul paused a bit to watch, as Brett smiled: "Watch the fucker drink," as Brett started pissing in my mouth.

Paul was getting even hornier as Brett finished. "Make him strip you and worship that dick of yours. You're going to love the attention. I tell you. This may be both the most used and best pussy in town. Fuck it as hard as you can."

With that Paul climbed up on the bench, as Brett hopped down and got ready to head off, only taking time to make sure I swallowed Paul's entire dick, and held my head on. "What a lucky bitch you are. You just need to make sure I use you more."

Paul was already precumming, as Brett told him to make sure Paul dumped his load in my ass as he headed out.

Now I was Paul's, and Paul took over big time.

Paul's dick was just a bit shorter but thicker than Brett's. I wanted it so badly as he pushed in and unloaded, way quicker than either of us imagined. But his stamina was even more than Brett's, as he continued on to dump two more in me, squeezing my sore tits, biting my neck, and fucking the shit out of me. God knows how that went on so long without anyone else coming in and interrupting us.

Paul finished, and just like Brett made sure I licked off his dick and drank his piss. My thoughts of going swimming had been fucked out of me, as Paul headed off and I decided to at least say hi to Tony.

Tony was waiting for me: "I hear you're one lucky bitch today, son." He smiled broadly as he touched some random cum that Paul had left on my cheek, then kissed me as he reached in to feel my tits: "Brett told me he thought Paul would use you well." Damn. I loved Tony's tongue in my mouth, even as he pinched my swollen, marked tits. "Come on around. You know I always have another load for my boy."

Tony was wearing the same speedo that he had had on that morning as he fucked me prior to opening. I was becoming such a slut. His shirt hung down far enough so I could easily pull out his dick and kiss it, even as he continued watching over the pool. "You know none of us can ever get too much of you, boy. I'm so glad to be your dad. Now slowly work a nice load into that sexy mouth."

And Brett's and Paul's dicks went into history as I focused on Tony's huge and thick throbbing meat, remembering how nice it had been when he unloaded in me that morning before he started working. It was so thick I had no room in my mouth for anything else, even if there wasn't anything else I wanted.

"Fuck, son. I love you." And Tony's dick started oozing out that sweet thick white cum...