I apologise for the length of this one, if you've read any of my other confessions you'll have realised I'm not very good at keeping them short. I try to, but I just seem to get suckered into describing all the juicy details! With that being said, I hope you enjoy...☺️

For a while in my 20s I used to go out drinking with my younger brother and his mates. They were all nice lads, I had known them since they were kids and was quite protective of them all.

That September my brother moved away for university, but I was still invited out time to time by one of his friends (I think he had a bit of a crush on me, but nothing ever happened). Well one night he invited me out with a couple of his friends who were on leave from the RAF. I agreed and we arranged a time, place and where they would pick me up from.

Well what can I say? Wow! These guys knew how to have a good time, drinks were flowing freely (I don't think I had to open my purse once) and guess what? I was in my absolute element, having three guys focusing solely on me (though, really, who could blame me?). Especially the RAF ones, as they clearly kept themselves in good shape and were being very flirty. I was flirty back, but kept some distance as my brother's friend was present and I didn't want him to get upset, plus I like being a f*cking tease. 😆

Right, so now might be a good time to tell you that I had heard of these RAF friends before. From my brother. And he despised them. They both apparently had long term girlfriends but that little fact didn't stop them from engaging in extra curricular activities with other ladies. All evening I had this information bouncing around in my head, but to be honest, with the buzz of the alcohol, it just made me feel hornier knowing they were forbidden fruit, ripe and oh so willing to be picked.

As the night drew to a close we all stumbled into a taxi to take us home. Somehow I ended up in the middle backseat, with the RAF guys either side of me, so like any good girl would do, I sat chatting to my brother's friend in the front whilst under the cover of darkness stroked the cocks of the men next to me without either of them knowing.

We dropped off my brother's mate first and after our goodbyes, I was left with a decision. I could either be dropped off at home or go back with them. Since they were on leave they were both back at home with their parents, but one of them wasn't allowed to go back if it was too late so he was stopping at the other guy's house. Well I couldn't really resist, all the flirting and my playful stroking had gotten me very wet with the possibility of what was to come, so I agreed to go back with them.

I now had another decision to make, which guy? I liked them both equally, but in the end the decision was taken from me as the ginger haired one suddenly grabbed my face in the taxi and hungrily kissed me.

We got to his house and sat downstairs for a while drinking water and chatting, before saying good night to his friend on the sofa and going upstairs to his childhood bedroom.

We stood by the open doorway kissing passionately, our hands wandering over the top and then under each others tops, before pulling them off over our heads. His chest was what I imagined, a gently sculpted six pack from all his training, a milky cream colour, which seemed to glow in the moonlight.

He bent down and started sucking my breasts making me groan. He pressed a finger against my lips and whispered his mum was in the room next door and that we had to be quiet which I took, grinned up at him and nodded, then sucked into my mouth. I stepped backwards into his room and fell back onto the single bed. He slid his trousers and pants down to his ankles and offered his cock up to my willing lips, pressing down on my head gently but firmly until my nose was touching his pubic hair. I sucked and slurped on him greedily, humming around his cock as he moved it in and out, my tongue running over his throbbing veins and licking the pre cum from the tip.

After a while, I slid my mouth off him, as I needed to feel him inside me and started to shrug off my jeans and knickers as he pulled his trousers off fully. I laid back again and opened my legs wide beckoning him to fuck me. I was very slippery and wet from all the attention I'd been receiving earlier on in the night so he slipped into me easily, making me let out a low moan as he started thrusting. I was getting into the rhythm and pushed back at him, squeezing his bum and wrapping my legs around his as he covered my mouth with his hand to hush me which made me want to be louder.

I could feel myself starting the upwards climb to orgasm when suddenly, without warning I felt him shudder and stiffen up, unloading deeply inside me. We laid there silent for a moment, still connected, the only noise being our heavy breathing and his alarm clock and then he slowly removed his now soft penis and rolled off me. I stared up at the ceiling, disappointed and unsatisfied, wondering "what now?", so I got my t-shirt and knickers off the floor and mumbled to his now snoring body that I was going downstairs for more water.

I silently went down the stairs and into the living room, where his friend was sleeping on the sofa. I got under the blanket with him and he gently stirred, half opening his eyes and smiling sleepily at me. He moved a little so I had more room to lie next to him. He looked so cute lying there so I snuggled up to him, nuzzling into his neck. I know I shouldn't have but I was still incredibly turned on, so I moved my hand to the front of his boxer shorts and caressed the area. I couldn't quite tell if he was asleep again but his dick gradually got harder and his hips began to move betraying him. I looked up and felt his lips on mine, kissing me sweetly but passionately, becoming more and more animated as we laid on our sides dry humping each other and kissing. He moved his hand down the side of my breasts and my soft belly to my knickers, making me giddy with anticipation as he made circles around my clit with his fingers before taking two of them slightly curled and pushing them into me. I clenched around his fingers, my mouth wandering all over his chest, sucking his nipples into erect peaks as I let the pleasure consume me. He in turn seemed equally as excited that I was so wet down there, my juices running down my thighs and onto the sofa. He then planted little butterfly kisses down my neck, all over my breasts and stomach, which made me arch my back at the tenderness of it and craving more. He removed his hand from my pussy and sucked his fingers clean, then hooked the elastic of my knickers and pulled them straight down to my knees, leaving me exposed to his tongue. As he licked all the cream out of me I moaned into a cushion, I was in total heaven. I didn't have the heart to tell him that he was not only eating my cream but his friends too because it felt so damn good. I reluctantly (as he really knew what to do with his tongue) pushed him off me and slid myself off the sofa. Here on the carpet I got on my knees and leant on the sofa, presenting myself for him and his very hard, gorgeous cock.

I murmur "fuck me" and without questioning he pushes into me, holding onto my hips, until he bottoms out. We begin to slowly move against one another, my hand stroking my clit as he fondles my rock hard nipples and marvels at how wet I am, gradually picking up the pace, the slapping sounds of our bodies and the animalistic groans we're making echoing around the room. This time I know I'm going to come, as he relentlessly pounds into me, my pussy squelching obscenely as I rub my clit furiously into climax. I scream-moan, probably too loudly, but figure we'd probably been too loud already, as I feel him tense up, groaning as well, coming inside of me, thrusting harder and deeper than I thought possible with each spurt.

He collapses on top of me and I begin to giggle, feeling euthoric and deliciously slutty, pushing him off me and lying in a tangled sweaty heap on the floor together. The first rays of sunlight were peeking through the curtains and we both felt wired. We decided there and then to leave and go home, so I sneaked upstairs to get the rest of my clothes (ginger was still sprawled out comotose), got dressed and then we slipped out into the cool, quiet outside. He walks me home, at one point I feel their cum slide out of me in one big glob and into my knickers, reminding me of my naughtiness at letting two guys one after another use my body, meaning I had to waddle the rest of the way in fear I was going to leave a huge wet patch on my jeans. Once at my door, he kisses me goodnight and saunters off. I wait for a little while and without even bothering to go inside start following him, not because I'm a stalker but because I need to get to a pharmacy for the morning after pill. Oopsies.