Ronnie and I enjoyed the afterglow for a bit and then I had a talk with him about where we stood with each other and the necessity for him to value his friendship with his boys over that of any girl he might meet while he was in high school. "Fuck, Dawn you're so chill," he burbled. "Thanks, honey. That's nice of you to say that," I smiled.

Tuesday, I walked home with my friends holding Dustin's hand. Like I did with Ronnie, I invited him to my house after dinner. Dustin was the heaviest of the three friends and his midsection was a tad on the doughy side, but he was as tall as Ronnie at around 5'11" and decent looking enough. He was slightly less cocksure than Ronnie or Ryan and there was something kinda cute about that. It wasn't that Ryan or Ronnie were cocky or arrogant, but they just had more confidence in themselves than Dustin did.

When he came over, I greeted him at the door and let him in. I hugged him as we stood in my foyer. "How about a kiss, sweety," I pleaded and he somewhat bashfully complied. We climbed the stairs to my bedroom and I suggested we have a shower together. We stripped and I ran the warm, soothing water. We stepped into the glass enclosed stall. I told him to remain still while I washed his face and lathered his body up with soap, scrubbed it and rinsed it off. He was as hard as proverbial stone. I had him do the same for me and I held his hand on my boobs to encourage him to soap them up good. He scrubbed me from stem to stern, including my pussy and ass, before we each washed our own hair. Once we had flushed the shampoo off of our heads, we hugged and kissed for a few minutes as the water cascaded over us. I folded my knees under me and took his erect dick in my righthand. Dustin stroked the back of my head as my mouth pulled his pole between my lips. He emitted a long, sonorous sigh when his brain registered the compression of my lips on his penis. As they coasted over his turgid dangler, the stall reverberated with his moans, my head moving steadily back and forth to propel my mouth over his fuck stick. "Oh shit shit shit," he shivered intensely and quickly as the pleasure rippled through his nervous system.

His breathing took on a more serrated edge to it as he crept toward climax. This signaled to me that it was go time and I slammed my mouth over his swelling dick until he shouted that he was going to cum and subsequently dispensed his manjam into my yapper. He was tHen treated to the sight of it puddling on my tongue and being channeled into my tummy. "Damn, Dawn, you're so  hot," he feted.

We toweled off and, naked, romped into my bed. He beheld my caramel shaded form, especially my huge tits, and we kissed, our exposed skin rubbing up against the other's. I felt for his whammer jammer and played with it as he fondled my breasts and sucked on the firm, pink nipples that topped them. When he was hard again, I straddled him and dropped my hips so that his flesh torpedo could bore through the ocean of wetness inside me. I undulated and circled those hips to stir his thunderstick within me, the caress of my vaginal walls provoking him to moan and rasp. My pussy shook, rattled and rolled his johnson over and over and the building heat in my increasingly marshy cunt disseminated throughout my body and buckled it into a series of pants, screams and whimpers, me throatily declaring how I was peaking. Five minutes later, I experienced the same broiling river of pleasure thanks to his hard thrusting and the sensations just kept coming until he creamed my pussy. I stood up over him and let him watch his cum drip out of me before I got a hold of some tissues to clean us both off.

He cuddled me for a few minutes and then I advocated the same emphasis on defending his relationship with his friends that I gave Ronnie and Ryan. Dustin understood where I came from on this and thanked me for telling it like it is. We talked about other things for a while after that and then he boinked me again, gratefully catapulting his spunk into some orifice of mine for the third time that night.

Wednesday, I went to school in a white halter top with a plunging neckline, white low rise jeans and white heels. The top was such that I couldn't really wear a bra with it, so it showed quite a bit of cleavage. While I walked to school with Ryan's right arm around me, he was peering into my top, as was just about every other guy I met that day. Mr. Keltner had a long look, too, as he walked through the classroom while imparting his knowledge to us. There was a real obvious boner in his pants and some of the girls giggled when they saw it.

I had Ryan visit me that night and permitted him to jackhammer his rhythm stick in and out of me until he drained his inner tension into my gash. "So do you like being able to fuck a different guy every night?" he asked somewhat resentfully. "Oh yeah," I grinned. "Why are you doing it?" he wondered. "Because I can," I riposted.  "Look at it this way, Ryan: if you could fuck any chick you wanted without any consequences you would do it in a heartbeat, right?" "Yeah,"  he reluctantly admitted. "There are bikers who like to say that they have such good friends that they can piss on each other. Well, you should be such good friends with Ronnie and Dustin that you can all fuck the same chick and still be buddies. Also, you should like me enough to still respect me even though I'm letting the three of you screw me. I'm just tryirg to have some fun in my life," I taught. "Besides, you being seen with somebody as hot as I am makes more women interested in you because they figure you must really have something going on to attract a girl like me." I then told him how to game his being with me to hoodwink other females into getting with him. Women are so competitive with each other that if they think they are stealing a guy from a hotter chick they feel better about themselves. "That's really fucked up," he critiqued. 'Yeah, but it's the way women think and you have to live in the real world," I rejoindered.

Make no mistake, either, a lot of girls on campus were not happy with my presence. Their boyfriend's eyes would instinctively follow me as I walked through the grounds. I waved to one guy who was in one of my classes and his main squeeze punched him in the arm when he waved back. Women are totally insane about this shit.

Friday night, Ryan's mom left to spend another weekend with her wealthy boyfriend. After they left, I brought Ryan, Dustin and Ronnie over to my house, where I made a real dinner for them. I didn't allow any pot in the house  We watched another Angels game on my big screen tv in the living room. I sat between Ronnie and Dustin and shared occasional kisses with both of them over the course of the contest. When they had to leave, Ryan and I showered together and had sex before we fell asleep with him cuddling me.

I made him breakfast the next morning and then Ronnie and Dustin came over around 10 a.m. We listened to music and I made them lunch. I then went up stairs to change clothes and came down with a boom box in hand. Remembering something that happened during my transformation when I was Misty, I arranged three of my dining room chairs in a semicircle and had the boys sit in them. I was in a white one piece mini dress and black stripper heels. I put the boom box on my coffee table and hit the "play" button, whereupon the Big Head Todd and the Monsters version of John Lee Hooker's "Boom Boom" began to blast out of the speakers. I started to shimmy and shake and pose and preen and then when the main section of the tune kicked in, I slipped the dress off and flung it at Ryan, who was on the other side of the semiccircle, revealing the fact that I had been otherwise attired in just a black strap harness outfit that both framed my breasts and exposed my nipples. I leaned over Ronnie and planted a hard kiss on his lips and then swung my boobies in front of his face as I leaned my hands against the back of his chair. I pulled his mouth to my right nipple and whipped my head back as he sucked on it to enjoy the sensation. I turned around, straddled him, shook my ass and encouraged him to plant a couple of hard slaps on it, which he did. Then I sat my exposed cheeks into his lap and ground them against his cock through his jeans. I grabbed his hands and had him feel my sweater puppets. I  thrust one of his hands underneath the thong part of the harness so he could grope my warm, moist pussy while I kept on dry humping his dick.

When the song ended and ZZ Top's "La Grange" came on, I went to the center of the semicircle again during the intro, made faces and struck more poses. When they launched into the main rhythm pattern, I sashayed over to Dustin and did the same things I did for Ronnie, except tthat instead of grinding on him with my back turned to him, I straddled him and rubbed my pussy against his crotch through his pants. The tune ended and Whitesnake's "Slide it In" came on. I moved on over in front of Ryan and also shoved his head into my right breast and had him suckle my milk duct. I backed away and commenced pulling the harness off. I turned my back to him and bent over as I began pushing the harness bottoms to the floor over my heels. I undid his pants and pulled them and his boxers down to his ankles, his stiff cock popping out of them. I grabbed his dick and lowered my pussy on to it, grinding my clit against his pubic bone while he sucked my nipples. I moaned into his ear as his little monster vibrated inside me due to the fluctuations of my vaginal muscles. Both of us had our eyes closed while I rocked my hips with as much energy as I could muster.

The song finished and on came Tata Young's "Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me." I pulled myself off of Ryan and strolled over to Dustin, pulled his pants off and mounted him, driving my hips back and forth while I felt every inch he had to give, both of us moaning in each other's ears. His schvanz was being spoiled by my indulgent cunt. Marlyn Manson's "Beautiful People" succeeded that track and I stomped over to Ronnie and yanked his shorts off and climbed aboard, treating him to the firm embrace of my groin's innards, with me circling my hips and then grinding my clit against him. Lil' Kim's "Suck My Dick" piggybacked on that and I went back to Dustin. I  bent over in front of him and encouraged him to screw me, which he did until he trashed my twat with his penile thrashing about and cum spurting. He also made me climax a couple of times. Then I kneeled on the floor and had Ronnie and Ryan double team me, Ronnie in my mouth and Ryan in my slit. Ronnie skullfucked me while Ryan relentlessly drilled my sex. He brought me to an orgasm that was silenced by Ronnie's flesh spike in my mouth and then loaded me up with more sperm. Dustin slid into me just as Ronnie was dumping his freight on to my tongue. I told him to fuck me hard and he did, spanking me firmly, too. I had two more orgasms before he finally erupted into me. Both Ronnie and Ryan were erect again by that time and Ronnie plunged his weapon into my willing sperm catcher while Ryan reamed my lips with his kielbasa and all three of us got off, me several times.

When they were finished, I hurried off to the bathroom to get some tissues to wipe the mess that my vagina and thighs had become and to sop up the cum that had leaked on to my rug. I tossed the tissues in the garbage and put on some panties so that I wouldn't drip on my furniture. The rest of me remained nude and I gave each of the boys a couple more blowjobs a piece before they left for dinner. I cooked dinner for Ryan and, when we were through, we went upstairs to have sex. We watched some tv after that and later fell asleep.