Three men for my first time wasn't what I had in mind! After my new friends take my virginity, I have to decide what to do. Do I let them lead me further into depravity, or do I stay far away from such terrible friends?
I was a virgin. Now I’m getting gangbanged at my own wedding! My friends, my professor, my ex — everyone’s here to make sure I walk down the aisle decked in white.
It’s a party, and I’m the entertainment. My friends tie me up and let everyone know about my precarious position. They’re all eager to take a turn, one after another, while I lie there helpless and horny. Then comes the one man I ran away from to begin with, and no one stops him either.
I can’t stay away. I want to, but the ache between my legs grows stronger every day until I practically throw myself at my three male friends. Then they decide to invite my hot professor - and all I’m allowed to do is be a good girl and take it.
All three guys pile on me at once! I don't want to get pregnant. I have classes to think about, and my life to live, but my friends won’t stop ravishing me. Birth control seems to be the obvious solution, until they find out – and they’re not happy.
Why can’t I stay away from these three guys? Losing my virginity gave me a taste of something I craved, and now — despite knowing better — I’m back, and they won’t stop until they’ve filled me up.
When my friends find out that I'm a virgin, they aim to fix that — whether or not I'm on board. I met Melissa and her three male friends only a few days ago. Three guys for my first time wasn't what I had in mind!