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Tales of Horn Springs - The Birthday Party - 1/5

... his bowl, and I was just about finished with my breakfast. After a few bites, Margo sat her bowl down and turned around on the couch to bend over the back where she began fishing for something. Her butt is sticking out between Chip and I and is wriggling as she rummages around for something. Chip looks over at me and gives me a wink. He then leans toward her ass, giving it a kiss while making the OK sign with his hand at me.

Having found what she was looking for, Margo sat back down, revealing a large bong, and didn't seem to notice or care that her towel fell off her head behind the couch. She then proceeds to light it up. After taking a few hits, she coughs a little, passes the bong to Chip, and then continues eating. Chip takes a big hit and then motions the bong towards me. I wave to decline his offer and take my last bite of food. I notice that Margo has her hand in Chip's lap and is messaging his bare, half-plump sausage.

Margo takes the bong back from Chip and asks "Jason, would you be a love and open a window?" before inhaling again.

I put my plate down on the coffee table and get up to do as was requested. This room has a wall that is mostly windows that look down over the street below. We live in a second-story apartment over a pizzeria. Our landlord is a Chinese guy who owns the building and the pizzeria business. The windows are large, so opening just one of them up lets in a lot of fresh air. There are no curtains or blinds on any of the windows in the ...

... apartment. I've come to understand that was all Margo's doing. The lack of curtains was an uncomfortable feeling at first, but I've gotten used to the idea that someone can watch me dress if they really wanted to. I'm pretty sure Margo's intent was to live in some kind of kinky fishbowl.

I sit back down next to Margo. I hadn't noticed, but I am sporting a halfie, so when I sit down my pecker is peeking through the front of my boxers. Margo notices and after putting the bong down, reaches over and takes my partial wood in her hand, and begins to stroke me as well.

"I fucking love handling two guys at once," Margo exclaims while stroking a hardening cock in each hand.

I sit back in my seat and enjoy Margo's touch while still watching the fight. Chip, too, is enjoying himself with a foot on the coffee table and an arm resting on the back of the couch behind Margo's head. Margo just keeps stroking our shafts in rhythm. My cock is rock hard now and pulsing in response every time her hand rolls over my head.

We continue watching UFC for a while with Margo smoothly pleasuring both Chip and me. I am relaxed and can feel some precum start to form on the top of my shaft. Margo notices it too, as I can feel her intently rubbing it around my mushroom top with her finger. The sensation makes my groin stiffen and my hips thrust upward a little. Margo glances at me with a mischievous smile.

"Well boys, I'd love to stay and play but I better get to class," Margo says. She lets ...