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I put my face over Ms. Black’s and let the cum spill off my bottom lip. The love juice oozed slowly into Ms. Black’s mouth. Her eyes gleamed with delight.

When my mouth was empty, I flopped back onto the couch. Ms. Black picked herself off the ground and sat on the couch next to Ms. Red. They gazed at each other for a moment, and then leaned together for a long, slow French kiss. Then Ms. Blond sat on the other side of Ms. Red. She turned away from Ms. Black to share an open-mouthed kiss with Ms. Blond.

When Ms. Blond pulled away, she came back over to me. Her eyes locked on mine as she leaned in. Our faces were inches apart. She had the most loving, caring look on her face.

Then she blasted me.

The girls had passed the cum around the room, and Ms. Blond spit it in my face. They all thought it was hilarious. I wiped cum and saliva off my cheeks with the back of my hand while they laughed.

“Oh come on,” Ms. Blond said. “It’s funny.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Fucking hilarious.”

I was pissed. Not only were they turning me into half a queer, they had to humiliate me, too. I tried to conceal my agitation for the sake of the ride, but I must not have been doing too good of a job. Ms. Blond rolled her eyes at me.

“You may as well try to have some fun,” Ms. Blond said.

“Why’s that?” I asked.

“Ms. Red and Ms. Black still need to get off– and they like anal,” Ms. Blond said.

“Great,” I said.

“Drop your drawers,” Ms. Blond said.

“And bend the fuck over,” Ms. Red said.

I’d had enough.

“OK,” I said. “This has gone too fucking far.”

“Oh really?” Ms. Blond said. “You want to get out?”

I looked out the window. It was dark. I couldn’t see much. But from the faint moonlight, I could tell we were still in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but cacti and a mountain range off in the distance.

“All right, ” I said. “You win.”

I stood up, kicked off my sneakers and unfastened my belt. My jeans fell to the floor. I got in the doggy-style position on the couch.

Ms. Red stood up and pulled her dress over her head. She tossed it across the RV and then pulled down her white, cotton panties. I hadn’t ever been ass-fucked, so I didn’t immediately appreciate that she had the perfect prick for anal sex. She was just over a half-foot and not too thick– big enough to make you feel it, but not so huge that it’ll tear you in two.

Ms. Blond opened a compartment above the television and took out a tube of KY Jelly. She tossed it to Ms. Red, who caught it one-handed.

“Before I was a bitch,” she said, “I was one helluva baseball player.”

The other girls laughed. I gulped.

Ms. Red positioned herself behind me. I heard her unscrew the cap on the lube.

“Open wide, honey,” she said.

I reached back to spread my butt cheeks. My face was buried in the leopard-print fabric. It smelled like perfume. Ms. Red massaged my bunghole before slipping one finger inside me. She pumped me slowly. Only when I was totally loose did she go for a second finger.

I didn’t consider myself gay– and I never thought I’d go for anal action– but my cock began to stiffen. Ms. Black noticed.

“I think she likes it,” she said in a sing-song voice.

Ms. Red took her fingers out of my asshole. Her hands gripped my hips. I was disappointed at first, but then I felt something larger knocking at my door. She was teasing me with her prick, pressing the head against my hole and then pulling away before entering.

“Do you want it?” she asked.

I did but wasn’t quite ready to admit it. My cock was fully hard. I felt like I could cum in ten strokes or less.

“C’mon baby, you got to tell me,” Ms. Red said.

I felt the pressure return to my bunghole. She pushed the head tantalizingly close to entering.

“I ain’t gonna give it to you ’til you tell me you want it,” Ms Red said.

She pulled her cock away.

“I’m gonna ask you again,” she said.

I felt her cock press back into my flesh.

“Do you want me?” she asked.

That was my breaking point.

“Yes! Yes!” I yelled. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass!”

Her dickhead eased into me. Getting that first rush of man meat sent a jolt through my body.

“Uhhhh!” I said.

The hairs on my arms stood up.

Ms. Red pumped me in long, slow strokes. It was a feeling unlike any I had ever experienced. Pain transmuted into extreme pleasure. I gritted my teeth and just let Ms. Red do me. I was loving it. I knew then that a whole new world of sex had opened up to me.

Ms. Red’s grip on my hips tightened as she picked up the pace and depth. She was soon giving me her entire Longfellow on each down-stroke.

“Here comes the jizz,” she said.

Ms. Red took one last stroke and popped deep inside me. She held me in place until she had squeezed the last drop out of her cock and finally pulled out.

I was breathless– and still couldn’t believe what had just happened to me.

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