Virginia Ryder - Taboo Times Ten

“Jesus,” Jack sighed, but didn't argue about it. “The world has definitely changed since I was a mere boy.”

“Amen,” Ray added from below, excited but, somehow, it seemed, disgusted just a little. “I do love your cunt, though, Amber.”

Anyway, to make a long, exciting and extremely pleasurable story a little shorter, both of them finally screwed me in my butt because, well, because I really didn't want to get pregnant.

I had way too much dirty fun ahead of me to get all tied up and tied down in life like that. At least, not at my young age.

To start, I got on my elbows and knees, bent over the front of the couch, where Jack spread apart the cheeks of my bare butt and licked up and down my butt-crack. Ray was back to sitting on the floor, continuing to watch, his big stiff cock still throbbing in his hand.

He hadn't come yet, but I was still in my cum-stained halter top and I still wanted Ray's spurting cum on it, too. Just so the girls at school could see for themselves. I was betting he'd come a huge load of it, when he did finally ejaculate, getting himself all worked up as he was.

When Jack, still holding me open back there with his fingers, started licking all around my throbbing little asshole and then into it, too, I almost came right then and there.

Seriously.

My fingers almost went straight to my clit to finish what he'd started. But I held back, as I often do, knowing that building up to a far better climax was sometimes worth the wait.

Who'd have guessed? Girls at my young age usually only understood instant gratification.

Then Jack put a bunch of flavored lubrication into my asshole, squirting it out from the little tube I always carried in my small purse. He again fingered my butt, using two fingers, to get it all inside of me.

In my rectum, I guess. Hey, I'd been to health class, so I knew all the proper words. I just preferred using the dirty ones.

Jack was the one I let screw me in the butt first because he had the skinnier cock. And that was the smarter way to start, I knew.

“Are you ready, Amber?” he asked, his strong hands holding onto my bare young hips as he knelt behind me. “I hope you can handle this.”

I gave him a look over my shoulder.

“I can handle it,” I told him. “I just hope you can, butt-fucking a sweet 11-year-old in her precious little asshole.”

“Amber…” he said, suddenly all nervous. “What do you mean…?”

“I'm just fucking with you,” I promised. “I'll bet I want this even more than you do. And even more than Ray does.”

“Hey,” Ray gave me a nod.

He still had his thick cock in his hand, sort of very slowly squeezing and pulling at it, and I knew he was looking forward to finally unloading all the cum in his very hairy balls straight up my little-girl butthole.

Even though I had an entirely different place (my halter top!) for it all to finally end up on. We'd see, I guess.

It made me all shaky when the entire head of Jack's cock slipped into me, stretching my asshole open, and then I gasped with the sensation when he pressed himself forward. At least another 2” or so of his cock speared up me, slowly pushing itself inside of me.

The flavored lubrication stuff really worked.

“That's fantastic,” I moaned softly, not wanting to scare Jack off. “Your cock's throbbing away in my butt. I can feel it and I love it!”

“Can you come like this?” Jack asked me, but I knew he knew the answer to that one. “Just being cornholed like this?”

“God, yes,” I breathed to him. Then, “Is this called being cornholed? I didn't know that. Wait until I tell my friends…!”

Jack's grip on my bare hips suddenly got a little tighter.

“Please don't mention my name,” he asked me, dead serious. “Or Ray's either. Not to anyone, anytime, not ever. Okay?”

I smiled at his concern, then tightened the little slippery ring of muscle that was my anus around his cock.

He jerked at the sensation, as I knew he would, his dick jerking as well, and then I pushed my bare little ass back into his crotch so that the rest of his cock slid fully into me.

“I'd never tell,” I promised the man. “Never. Hey, I didn't tell either of you the names of the two teachers that did me in the teacher's lounge after school, did I? I know how to keep a big secret, especially a dirty one.”

Both Jack and Ray seemed to freeze in place at my admission, about the two teachers, that is, but apparently, after a long moment, just shook off the information. They'd probably guessed it was me, anyway.

“Fuck my asshole, please,” I asked Jack softly. “If you don't mind, please fuck the shit out of me. You're in the right spot, after all.”

And from that minute forward, I got almost non-stop sex from the two of them, Jack fucking my tight, hot, slippery asshole so hard I started coming and almost never stopped.

I guess they were finally taking me seriously, after all.

It took Ray a little longer to get his thicker cock up my asshole, even with all the lubrication and Jack's cum up there, but he managed. I loved getting it worked into me, his dick up my butt like that, with Ray and I both shaking so hard as it slowly went in I was afraid he might just drop dead of a surprise heart attach.

But he didn't, instead fucking my narrow little butt so hard and fast and deep I could almost taste the head of it in my mouth.

“Oh, Ray, your big dick is barely going in, but I love it. Fuck my asshole even deeper, deeper! Oh, God, yes, yes, yes!”

I stayed bent over the couch, my skinny knees on a throw pillow I'd put under them, my bare ass stuck up in the air in an offering that couldn't be refused. And was taken seriously several times that night.

Each of them said that seeing me getting fucked in my ass by the other guy, with me loving it so much, made their own cocks get harder in record time.

And, God, I came so good! And so many times I lost count.

My asshole was filled with their cum, a sticky little river of if oozing out of my well-lubricated anus with every move I made, rivulets of drying semen streaking my bare inner thighs. This, even though I'd had each of them pull out at the last second (at least once each), to ejaculate into my mouth or my face.

And, yes, I'd had Ray pull his cock out of my tightly gripping butthole with a little sucking sound that first time he'd gotten off, to unload several erratically jetting streams of his cum onto my skimpy halter top.

It was so much, in fact, the huge wetness of it all showed even my pale pink little nipples underneath, a first for me.

It was a nice touch and I never took my cum-laden halter off that night,

I'll also admit that the purely wicked excitement of being cornholed (my new favorite word!) by my father's two best friends was about the best thing that'd ever happened to me. So far, at least.

When my dad got back on Sunday afternoon, everything was back to normal and we all acted as if he'd missed the greatest weekend anyone had ever spent at the cottage. Which, of course, was true.

It was the greatest weekend. Ever.

But we were talking about fucking, not fishing.

What started out as the worst night of my young life ended up as the absolute best night I ever had.

Even though I was only a dumb little 8th-grader, I was going to the 10th-grade dance with Randy Johnson. He was a handsome boy two grades ahead of me who I had a huge crush on but had never been out with. I'd heard his older brother even reserved a motel room for him, for after, and I was looking forward to showing Randy just how dirty and exciting a 14-year-old girl could be.

After all, it wasn't like I was a virgin or anything.