We dance a few more dances with each one getting more intimate. I noticed we were starting to attract the attention (and harsh looks) from the other p...trons of dance floor. Mike finally took me out on the floor and he lifted my skirt from the front and fingered me while holding me close. I was close to cumming. We leaned back and I put my arms around both of my men for the night and whispered to them that I needed to go back to the room and get fucked. Mike quickly paid the bill with Art. I moaned again as his mouth slid down my neck to taste and bite the soft flesh before sucking the tender skin of the hollow of my throat. “Please fuck me,” I gasped in a barely audible whisper. “What’s that you said?” he asked, although clearly he had heard what I’d spoken. “Fuck me,” I begged. “You know what I want.” “I think I like to hear you say it my slut,” he said, pulling my hair taut, as though enjoying prolonging every second of this torment. “How hard shall I fuck you?” “How hard. I was led to a small blanket on the warm sand. He uncovered my eyes before kissing me gently. ‘God, you are so beautiful,’ he murmurs as he holds me against his chest, his heart pounding in my ear, ‘I love you…’ he whispers before kissing me again. The kiss deepens as his hand wraps around the back of my neck, pulling me closer to his hot, hard body. I could feel his cock prodding my stomach, his hands groping my chest as he pulls my shirt down, exposing my lavendar bra. Expertly, he unclasps. From that day on whenever Jared wanted sex, he expected Sarah to deliver. She got a reputation around school because he bragged to his friends about tapping her little cunt. At least he did protect her from most of the other boys because she was his private pussy. He told her as long as she put out for him and his friends he would keep the others away from her. The only good thing was she was over 18 by then so could go to the county health department and get birth control pills.When they.