Story Snippet – Double the Double Penetration

Below is a brief excerpt from Double the Double Penetration (When Alma and I Both Got Filled UP!)-A group Sex Erotica Story with Double Penetration by Eléonore Dupuis.

Please note that this ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during a Spring Break group sex experience. It includes sex with strangers, rough sex, first anal sex, reluctant anal sex, double penetration, and more explicit content. You should not read this book if that will offend you or if you are not of legal age in your location.

“Are you kidding me?” I asked. She had six inch heels there. They were black and matched my suit.”

She smiled. “I bought them for you as a surprise. I’m wearing mine!” There was no arguing with Alma. That was a simple fact of my existence and at that point in my life I really didn’t even bother to try arguing with her. I sighed and stepped into the heels and she bent her knees so she could strap them into place. “Now you look sexy enough to fuck twice on a Tuesday and masturbate to for twelve years afterward.”

I tried not to but I giggled. “Jesus, Alma. Do you even hear yourself when you say stupid crap like that?”

“Try my best not to,” she said and giggled as she grabbed my hand. “Lucky for you it’s not a Tuesday so only one fuck for you.” I rolled my eyes as she pulled me along. A few seconds later we were out of our room and a few seconds after that we stood at the door two down from ours and Alma knocked. The sandy haired guy opened the door and smiled. Alma held up her hand and said, “What’s your name?”

“Don,” he replied.

She smiled and said, “Good to know. I don’t kiss strangers.” I rolled my eyes and she stepped up, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

She stepped past him and he smiled at me and said, “I’m Don.” God help me, I wanted to be ticked at Alma but I felt flattered that he fished for a kiss from me, too.

“Dawn,” I said. “With a w.” Then I lifted my face to his and kissed him. I kissed tenderly and wondered if he liked my kiss better than Alma’s.

This was all pretty damned out of character for me but if Alma’s purpose in dressing me up like a Spring Break sex pot was to give me confidence in my sexuality, she’d done a pretty damned good job of it.