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I was getting close already, probably pushed there even faster by the voyeuristic thrill of being watched, and I started to push back onto Tyler’s cock faster and faster as my cries and moans got louder and breathier. I could tell he was getting there too as his deep groans began to match mine and his cock began to swell inside of me.





“Oh, Mr. Weaver, fuck me with that big cock of yours! Pump my little pussy with that thick dick!”





Anna and Tyler both groaned at my little innocent voice, and I started to bounce up and down on him faster and faster as I squealed and moaned.





“God you feel so good stretching me like that, mister. Your big fat cock feels so good inside of me like that!”





Anna moaned, seeing this side of me for the first time as her fingers blurred over her wet, glistening slit. I could hear Tyler groan behind me as I bounced on him, milking every inch of his shaft.





He sat up then, rocking deep inside of me as one hand went to my nipples and the other down to my clit, which he began to rub in circles as he ground up deep inside of me. Anna moaned loudly, her fingers blurring across her slit as she locked her eyes on us moving as one, and Tyler’s fingers began to match hers evenly on my own clit.





He began to hungrily suck and kiss at my neck, sending shivers right down my spine. And as my eyes suddenly drew up to lock with Anna’s, and I knew I was about to come right in front of her.





Tyler’s fingers strummed my aching clit once more, just as his other hand rolled one of my nipples and his mouth sucked hard at my collarbone.





“I’m gonna come, baby,” he growled into my ear, making both me and Anna moan out loud.





“And I’m gonna pump you full of my thick, hot cum.” I teetered on the edge, feeling myself start to fall.





“Come for me, honey. Come for my big dick.”





Yeah, that did it, for all of us.





With a loud cry, I shuddered as I came, clenching tight around his big cock and moaning as my orgasm tore through me. There was a small cry across from us, and I looked up in time to see Anna gasping and crying out as her own climax pushed her over the edge. And right then, Tyler’s cock swelled up even bigger inside my pussy. With a roar, I felt him throb and twitch deep inside of me as the first thick squirt of his cum splashed up into me. Anna’s eyes went wide as she realized what was happening - that Mr. Weaver was shooting his cum deep inside of me.





Squirt after squirt of hit hot, thick cum erupted into my fertile young body, filling me to the absolute brim as he gasped and slowly kept pumping me. Slowly, gasping then, we all slowed to a stop until we were still in the semi-dark of the room, breathing heavily and trying to catch our breaths.





Okay, wow. Holy fucking SHIT wow.





Anna giggled softly as she curled her legs up under her in the bed. “Okay, you guys are fuckin’ hot.”





I grinned at my friend, feeling bashful again, but also still incredibly turned on by the fact that she’d just watched us make love and come like that.





She stood, grinning at us and shaking her head as she reached for the bathrobe hanging off the end of her bed. “Chris, I love you, and you better not get all weird on me just cause of this.” She winked at me; “And Mr. W- uh, sorry, Tyler?” She bit her lip and grinned shyly at him. Only this time, there wasn’t a single bit of jealousy in me at the look. “You are- wow; just, wow.” She bit her lip and shook her head again, grinning impishly at us as Tyler chuckled and wrapped his arms around me as he pulled me into his chest.





“So- I’m gonna go, and give you two some space.” Anna paused as she walked to the door and turned back. “Thank you,” she whispered at me, her cheeks glowing. “Really, thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.”





Yep, that was the Anna I knew and loved.





Chapter 16





Christina

Later on, I did end up going back to the hotel room with Tyler that he’d booked for the night. I mean hey, it certainly beat cramming into a single-sized dorm room bed. We collapsed into the bed together - both of us clearly still glowing about the night as I snuggled back into his arms. I forced myself to just enjoy the moment, and not think that tomorrow morning he’d be leaving again and this whole fantasy would end.





“It’s not for forever, you know,” he murmured into my neck, as if reading my thoughts. His arms held me tighter, and we fell asleep as I pushed tomorrow from my mind.











“I’ve got a surprise for you.”





We were standing on the platform at South Station again, with arms around each other and looking to all the world like a couple saying a sad goodbye. I looked up at him, still doing me best not to cry like a dope in our last moments together. I mean I knew it wasn’t like this was the last time we’d ever see each other, but I also knew he wouldn’t be here the next day, or later that night when I knew I’d want him in my bed again. And besides that, when we did see each other again, it might be at home, with family and people who knew us around.