Jane, Part XIII

Within less than a minute, Nicholas came into the bedroom. He was bigger than Chris, and within seconds he had his cock out. I spread my legs and lifted them high in the air and told him to fuck me, as I had not had nearly enough yet. I loved how quick he was to just get on top of me and start ramming his cock into me. Once again, I was surprising myself that I could not only handle what was going on, I actually was loving it.

Nick was more lasting than Chris had been. He was also more talkative and told me how excited I had made everyone, and how lucky they were to have met up with us at the hotel bar. He told me he couldn't believe how good I was to fuck, even after someone else had just fucked me. His talk, and his stiff cock, made me orgasm again. He came what seemed a torrent, and I was very excited having made both he and Chris cum in less than twenty minutes. Nick whispered to me before, he got up, that he hoped he would see me again. I told him one never knows, but that my head was still spinning at that moment.

Nick left me lying on the bed, and I expected Jeremy to come see me quickly. But I heard them all talking and laughing, and then I heard the door of the house open and close. Apparently Chris and Nick were being driven back to their car at the hotel by jeremy, and I was alone, temporarily with Ron. I slipped on my robe and went into the living room. Ron was just sitting in the same chair I'd left him in before being fucked by two men who had been strangers a few hours before. In my own home.

Ron had an embarrassed grin on his face, but was able to tell me how much he loved what I was doing. He had hoped I would do this for him, and now that I had, he said he couldn't believe how much he loved me for doing it. He told me he knew I would love fucking Jeremy, as almost every girl he had ever liked had liked Jeremy more eventually, and had sex with Jeremy. I asked him why he was still friends with him, and he said that he actually liked having his girlfriends stolen by Jeremy over the years. He often thought about it and liked the feeling. I asked him if he wasn't worried about the same thing happening with me, and he said he liked the thought, but that he knew I would never leave him for Jeremy.

He said Jeremy would be back in a little while and he wondered what I had planned. I told him I had nothing else planned, but that I thought Jeremy had intended to sleep with me the whole night. Ron said he thought so too, didn't mind at all, and that he would sleep on the couch. The whole thing seemed completely absurd to me, but I had to admit, I was still turned on and the thought of being fucked again, and this time by Jeremy. I asked Ron to pour me a glass of wine, and I got into the shower.

(to be contd)