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His eyes dig into mine, his smile bright. Chilled out. The very antithesis of my usual self.

“You’re out of practice, that’s all,” he says. “Relax. Your balls are bound to be set to blow on overtime with this sexy little minx around your dick.”

He slaps her ass again, and she lets out another giggle. I love the familiarity. The sound of her voice. The sound of her everything.

“Relax,” Jack says again, and I nod.

When I’m next up, I ease myself into her and focus on my breathing, like I do when I’m in a yoga style health phase. It helps keep the rhythm steady. I never thought the pointless morning apps on my phone would come in handy, but they serve their purpose well.

“Good work,” Jack says, and leans in for another kiss. “We’re going to make it so good for her, Bryce. Her first time taking it in the ass is going to be a very memorable experience.” He pauses. “For all of us.”

I’m still driving in and out of her pussy, obsessed as I grip her ass cheeks. He’s right. It is going to be a memorable experience. I’ll be reliving it in my mind for years.

“Look at that tight virgin hole,” Jack says, and eases her ass cheeks apart. “We’ll need to warm her up so good.”

Alice clenches at his words. Shoots a glance over her shoulder.

“Don’t make it too soft,” she says. Her voice is sultry. Dirty. In a tone I don’t recognise from her. “I want to be used hard. My fantasies are like that… they’re so… dirty.”

“Oh, it won’t be soft,” Jack tells her. “It’ll be deep and fucking rough. No matter how much we warm you up, it’s gonna fucking hurt, Alice. And I like giving it rough, slut bunny. You’ll be sore for days.”

She slams herself harder against my dick and her pussy squelches. It’s clear she likes filthy words.

I clear my throat, determined to step outside of my comfort zone even further. I can do this. I can take a leaf out of Jack’s book once more tonight. I’m practically tearing the pages out by now.

“I didn’t know you were such a dirty girl,” I say to Alice. “It’s so… hot.”

The words sound ridiculous coming out of my mouth. So awkward and tame.

Jack sighs. Slaps my back.

“Slut,” he says. “Call her a slut, Bryce, because that’s what she’s being right now. A kinky little plaything, desperate for two fat cocks in her tight virgin ass. It’s not just hot, she’s on fire. Filthy fucking slut.”

He slaps my back again when I pause.

“Say it. Give her what she wants. She wants to hear it from you, Bryce. So tell her. Tell her what a filthy slut she is.”

It’s the way she squirms that has me eating up his words. The way she whimpers and her fingers reach for her clit. She’s playing with herself, I can feel it.

I imagine her playing with two guys at some stuck-up art gathering, bouncing on four fingers like a kinky little slut bunny, and it releases a fire in me. Something straight from the pit.

I reach forward and grab a handful of her hair. I tug on her gorgeous blonde curls and slam her harder. Deeper. Faster.

“I didn’t know you were such a slut, Alice,” I say. “I bet you were loving it with those two arty bastards, weren’t you? Were you such a whimpering wreck when they were fingering your ass?”

She twists her head, but I don’t let go of her hair. Her eyes are hooded pools of blue. Intoxicating.

“Yes, I was loving it. I was begging for it. And you know what?” She bucks back at me harder. “There were other people there as well, downstairs. I wanted them all. I wanted them to see me take it. I wanted them to know just how fucking dirty I am, because I’m sick of being such a sweet girl all the time. I’m not just a good girl, a nice girl.”

“You’re a good girl at taking dick,” Jack says. “And you’re gonna show us. Fuck the guys who were downstairs that night, because you won’t need any other guys than the ones right here.” He pulls me away from her, taking my place to slam her pussy from behind. “I’ll be dirtier than you ever thought possible, Alice, because that’s the kind of fucker I am. I’m not ashamed, not even close. I never will be.”

The way he says it sparks me. It makes me feel alive.

I don’t want to be ashamed, either. I want to be free.

No matter how dirty it gets tonight. I don’t care. I want it all.

“Let’s get to work,” he says.