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****Part Three****


"What?" she said in alarm. "You said...if I let you..."

"Well, yeah," he said. "But we didn't really make it too specific, now, did we? So...you letting me, means letting us, okay?"

She shook her head, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I can't wait for all the negotiation to go down," Ben said, as he climbed over the bench seat of the car into the back.

"Good thing you have this damn boat of a car," Pete told him. "Otherwise, there wouldn't be enough room to get it on in here."

"They don't make 'em like they used to," Ben agreed.

Donna's eyes were flicking back and forth between them, like she was trying to figure out why they were chatting in the middle of something like this.

"Now, I'm going to show you that Pete isn't by half the best fuck in town," Ben said cheerfully as he reached over. Ben was larger, and definitely stronger, so he easily manhandled Donna until she was lying on her back, her head cradled in Pete's lap.

"Please don't," she begged, but since her eyes were shut it wasn't clear who she was talking to.

"Oh, come on, don't be that way," Ben said as he shoved his jeans further down his hips. "You got me so hard, all those nice little noises you were making while Pete was inside you -- you've gotta help me out, right? It's 'cause of you that I've got this hard cock, baby."

She bit her lip and opened her eyes slightly, like cat-slits. She gasped when she saw Ben stroking his erection.

"He's big all over, huh?" Pete observed with a laugh.

"So you're just going to..." Daryl said from the front seat. His lips were wet from licking them.

"What's the matter, idiot?" Ben paused to ask.

"Well, it's like...Pete already did her...so it's like you're getting the sloppy seconds," Daryl said uncertainly.

Ben and Pete both laughed.

"Son, if you had as fine a piece of ass here, all hot and wet and ready to get reamed, I don't think you'd be worried about sloppy seconds," Ben answered.

"Or sloppy thirds," Pete pointed out. If Daryl could work his nerve up, then yeah, he'd be the third in line to get Donna.

"If you take me home right now, I promise, I won't tell anyone," Donna said in a small voice.

Ben snorted, and pulled her legs around his waist. "You aren't going to tell anyone *anyway*...because you don't want us to tell how much of a slut you are, doing three guys and liking it so much."

"What?" she asked.

But Ben didn't answer, because he was moving forward, entering her hard with a single thrust.

Donna's mouth fell open, and she inhaled sharply.

"Don't worry, honey," Ben said with a wink. "You'll get used to it."

"Oh, she'll love it," Pete said dismissively. Ben had started to roll his hips, ramming that big thick cock of his inside of Donna at a steady pace, starting slow but keeping his thrusts forceful. "All the girls do; you'll see," he told Donna, smoothing her hair back from her eyes and face.

"I won't, I --" and then Donna tipped her head back and cried out as Ben twisted his hips and thrust a little faster.

"Mmm, that's so good baby," Ben muttered. He shifted, getting one of her legs up on his shoulders, and kept pistoning in and out. "You're so wet, and then you've got Pete's jizz in you, and soon you'll be sopping, when I come in that sweet honey pot of yours..."

"Fuck her harder," Pete said in a low voice, keeping his gaze moving back from Donna's face to where Ben was fucking her pussy.

"Sure, can't say I won't like it," Ben said with a wink. He started really pumping hard, and Donna started writhing on the large back seat.

"Oh," she said as if to herself. Without realizing it, she had bent the leg Ben had around his shoulder back further, giving him better access, and now she lifted her other leg, locking her ankles behind Ben's neck.

"Oh, you fucking whore," Ben said, amused. "You love it, love getting fucked so much, huh? Maybe we should take you out to some cabin, keep you locked up there, make you our fuck toy for whenever we want you?"

She didn't answer, but from the hitches in her breath Pete could tell Donna was getting as much turned on from Ben's fucking as she had from his. "She wetter?" he asked with interest.

"She's a gusher," Ben confirmed, grinning as he thrust harder and harder. "Man, she's some sweet pussy, Pete." He grunted, leaving off his talking as he shifted his weight on one hand so he could grap her hips with the other, pushing her onto his hard cock. "Play with her tits, man," he told Pete.

"Glad to," Pete said. He reached over and pinched her nipples, not being nearly as gentle as he had with his own caresses and flicks against them when he was fucking her. Ben had a huge pole, and he knew that the look flitting across Donna's face was a pleasure-pain -- girls loved feeling that thick length inside them, but it obviously wasn't the easiest thing.

"No, god," she stammered when Pete pinched and then twisted her nipples again. All the same, her back arched up and she started panting, working her hips back against Ben's rod.

"She fucking loves it," Daryl said from the front seat in fascination.

"She does, she sure does," Pete answered. He moved on the seat, because all her squirming against Ben and moving forward and back was getting him hard, her head effectively stroking his cock back to fullness.

" 'Course she does, because she's a slut who loves cock," Ben said through gritted teeth. He was moving even faster now, and with ever thrust, Donna cried out, her voice high and filled with need.

"You like Ben's prick, huh, baby?" Pete asked her. "Feels good inside you?"

She opened her mouth, but it was like she couldn't even get words out anymore. Then she was shaking and coming, not just once, but two orgasms right on end, trembling as she gave high-pitched squeals and worked her hips back frantically.

"Fuck, yes," Ben said at last, and locked his arms as he gave a hard push and started coming. He panted as his body spasmed through the last of his orgasm.

"Oh, now look what you've gone and done," Pete whispered. Donna opened her eyes, looking up at him blearily. "You got me all hard again, baby, and now I'm going to have to fuck you again."

"Hey," Daryl said indignantly from the front seat. "Isn't it my turn?"

Ben laughed as he tucked himself back into his jeans, at least for the time being. "I don't fucking care which of you does her, but one of you really should. She can't get enough, I swear, and I need to rest so I can get at that pussy again. But which one of you wants to keep her warm for me, huh?"

****End Part Three****

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