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Sex or Suicide

... tongue with my own and silently prayed that it would never end. I felt the pressure inside of her decrease as Cory's dick slid from her ass. Nicole pulled her lips from mine and her green eyes stared down into mine. She smiled at me and let out a breathless laugh. I held her close in my arms, reluctant to let her go. She licked her lips and leaned closer to me. "Hey," she hissed breathlessly, "that... was fucking... amazing." "Yeah," I agreed. "Will you... will you do me... a huge favor?" "I... I guess so." Nicole's emerald eyes flashed excitedly. "I wanna... see you... you and Cory fuck." The words drove a cold spike through my chest. From somewhere deep within, my logical side screamed and pleaded with me. Alarms were ringing in my head and I balked at the thought of my dick inside of Cory's ass, or worse, his dick inside of mine. Something felt different now, however, and I felt another side of me stirring. At the very mention of sex with Cory, my cock throbbed and grew harder. An evil voice in my head coaxed me to try new things, to try everything. It beseeched me to be dirty, nasty, and carefree. My inner conscious was no longer in turmoil as the malevolent voice began to drown out my reason. I had to listen. I wanted to listen. "O-okay," I told Nicole. She looked shocked for a brief second before a smile spread across her face. She lowered her lips to mine again and kissed me. The next thing I knew she was climbing off of me and my cock was sliding out of her wet cunt. ...

... Instantly I missed the presence of her slick curvy body on mine. I glanced up to see Cory standing with the suicide bottle in one hand and a small clear container in his other. He put the suicide to his lips and took a few sips of the vile concoction. He quickly thrust the bottle at Nicole, who grabbed it from him as he shook his head and scrunched up his face. Then, his brown eyes turned to me. My breath caught in my chest as his gaze washed over my naked body. With the small plastic container still in his hand, he placed a knee on the mattress and started to crawl on top of me. His slimy dick slid across my thigh and up beside my own wet cock. He straddled me as Nicole had done, bringing his face close to mine. My cock stiffened and pulsed between us, and I felt his twitching as well. I stared into his deep brown eyes as our lips brushed lightly. "How, uh... how d-do you want me?" Cory asked nervously. I licked my lips and shuttered. I could see him trembling with excitement, and a dark thought crossed my mind. Nicole had given me what I had always wanted and more. I understood how Cory must have felt lying on top of me. He wanted me, and it made me feel empowered and somehow beautiful. I wanted to please him, to drive him crazy. I still couldn't believe how I felt, but I was enjoying it. I wanted to give in to my evil voice, and give myself to Cory. "Derrick?" He said. "How do you want me?" "Inside of me," I answered. "I... I want you inside of me." Cory's eyes widened and ...