I’m fucked.

There’s crusty cum from last night on my cheeks and right next to this nasty purple bruise on my neck. Not even my natural Filipina tan can hide this shit. We slept on the carpet naked, too wrecked to even wash up after everything.

I press my fingers into the bruise and hiss at the sharp sting. It instantly flashes me back to last night — on my knees shoving that old man’s fat cock down my throat.

The memory hits. My stomach drops. What the hell did I do? That was the wildest shit I’ve ever done.

“Maya! Mayaaaah,” Emmy whines as she stumbles into the bathroom. “Hey babe? How you feeling? I need Advil and a shower so bad.”

She stands right next to me. Even though we look nothing alike — her bright green eyes and messy blonde hair against my natural Filipina tan and shoulder-length black hair — we are both 21 and chased the same influencer body: flat stomachs, round asses, perky tits. Whatever got the likes.

Even wrecked, the difference in our skin made the damage glaring. My bronze skin hid some of the marks, but Emmy’s creamy pale body showed every mark — aggressive red bite marks across her tits and neck, dark bruises from rough hands, and fading red handprints on her plump ass that stood out like neon signs.

Just seeing her being all dramatic like this instantly makes me feel a tiny bit less fucked. Those big green eyes do that every time.

“I might have some, babe. Lemme check my bag.”

I turn toward my bag. Behind me she does another exaggerated bounce. Her tits jiggle in the mirror and that’s all it takes.

The motion sends me straight back to the VIP section last night.

Emmy was straddling one of the rich old men on the couch, blonde hair flying wild as she ground hard to the heavy bass of the music. She was using him, rolling her hips like she was determined to get her nut off. Her creamy white tits bounced wildly in her tight pink blouse, nearly popping out with every roll. The old guy underneath her was a wreck — quick desperate gasps like he was fighting for air, completely overwhelmed by this young blonde using his cock for her own pleasure.

I was on another one, grinding backwards on his lap, my tanned bubble ass pressing against his hands as my mini dress rode up. I rubbed my soaked pussy hard along his massive cock, my thong wedging between my folds as I slid aggressively along the thick shaft stretching down the full length of his thigh, leaving slimy streaks all over his dress pants. His leg trembled violently and he kept muttering “Damn… damn…” like his brain was breaking.

My phone buzzes sharply on the counter.

I snap out of the memory, breathing hard. My knees are pressed tightly together, and I realize I’m still shaking a little. A hot, sticky gush runs down my inner thigh. Just like I did on his pants.

Emmy glances down, and her eyes widen slightly at the glistening shine on my leg.

“Did you just cum?” she asks, curious, no judgement in her voice at all.

I swallow, my voice coming out small and broken. “Ye-yeah… I think so.”

Emmy just smiles softly, that familiar carefree look on her face.

She reaches over and picks up my phone, glancing at the screen. “It’s the guys,” she says, already opening the group chat.

“Sorry we flaked last night girls 😂 Shit came up. We’ll make it up to you when we get there around lunch. Miss you two ❤️”

The words hit me and my mind immediately tailspins — the two of us standing there naked, fading red handprints on our asses, hickeys on our necks, scratch marks across our tits, swollen and wrecked pussies. Plus I’ve been leaking a little since I woke up and I’m sure not all of it is mine.

Emmy looks up from the phone and breaks the spiral. “Oh fuck, they better not think I’m going to a restaurant. My ass is wrecked from last night — fat guy’s dick was huge and he railed me deep. I literally can’t sit on hard chairs right now!”

I look at her, first in shock, then a big giggle escapes me. That girl is actually crazy in the best way.

Emmy grins at me. “It looks like you’re sore too,” she says, that cute little whiny tone making it even funnier.

I instinctively cover my swollen, wet pussy with my hand.

“Oh my god, are you trying to be demure now after last night? Haha. You were such a slut!” She blows me a kiss as she walks out of the bathroom and flops onto the bed.

I follow and stand there, still covering myself. “I’m not trying to be demure, I just don’t want you staring at my boomer-wrecked kitty! And I’m the slut? You licked that fat old man’s ass, queen!”

Emmy bites her lip, looking up as she recalls it. “I did lick his ass! Ewwwww!” She cracks up. “I was on my knees tired of giving head, so I told the fat one to turn around. I slurped all up and down his hairy crack and stuffed my tongue in his asshole — he yelped like a puppy! Tasted sour and—”

“Emmy!” I scold her, even as a laugh bubbles out of me. “That’s disgusting! Stop!”

She flops back on the bed and I join her, the two of us cracking up until the laughter slowly fades.

I let out a long breath, my smile softening.

I flop down on the bed next to her. We roll onto our sides to face each other.

“So we did that last night,” I say quietly.

Emmy’s face lights up. “Yes we did!” she says excitedly, clearly still enjoying the memory. Then she catches herself and forces a more serious tone. “I mean… yes. We did.”

“Why though?” I ask.

Emmy shrugs, still grinning a little. “Because it was fun, Maya. We were both horny. They were matching our energy. Remember we were pissed at Jake and Tyler for flaking and making us pay for the suite ourselves? So we went out, got drunk on those 1942 shots those grandpas kept buying us, and just… went for it. And then you told the whole group ‘these four old bosses of yours belong to us now!’” She bites her lip. “Then you turned to them with that look and said, ‘and we’re gonna fuck you guys until we’re satisfied.’”

I stare at her. “I said that!?”

I slap a hand over my mouth, half-dying of embarrassment even as heat rushes through me.

Emmy nods, eyes sparkling. “You were wild last night. Soon as we got in the door, you peeled off your dress down to just that black thong. The guys were drooling, throwing all their cheesy old-man lines at you. Then you grabbed those beautiful brown tits and started sucking your own nipple right in front of them. Fuck, it was hot, Maya.”

I laugh, still covering my mouth. “I remember. You came up and gave me a sloppy wet kiss, then pulled my nipple out of my mouth and started sucking on it hard right in front of the guys. Had me losing my mind!”

“Oh my god, I literally couldn’t take it anymore!” Emmy laughs, leaning in closer. “Those chocolate milkers were staring at me all night, just straight up teasing me. I absolutely needed to know what they tasted like!”

As she says it, she reaches out and gives my left tit a firm, playful squeeze, her thumb flicking roughly over my stiff nipple. The sharp spark shoots straight to my clit and makes my sore pussy throb. I bite my lip hard, trying not to moan as a fresh tingle runs down my spine.

“Remember when the tall gray-haired one had you bent over the couch?” Emmy continues, her voice low and excited while her thumb keeps working my nipple. “He was railing your pussy first, then pulled out all shiny with your cream and shoved it straight into your ass. Your plump ass rippled and jiggled hard with every slam, loud wet smacks bouncing off the walls as he was sweating and wheezing like he couldn’t breathe. You were whimpering and whining ‘owwww’ at first like you couldn’t handle it, but then you were shaking and gushing everywhere screaming at him not to stop. So fucking hot.”

Emmy gives my nipple a firm pinch. The sting makes me yelp — loud and quick.

Jesus! Her telling me this story is making me just as wet as the ass pounding I got.

“I bet that was the first time you came from getting fucked in the ass, huh?” she adds with a devilish grin.

“Yeah… it was,” I breathe, my voice shaky as I press my thighs together. “Keep touching me like that…”

“Tell me what you saw me doing,” she whispers, voice low and filthy.

I catch my breath, heart pounding.

“I watched you… you were already naked, standing there with one finger buried deep in that tight pussy, just pumping it in and out. Your pink nipples were so swollen and puffy, and your juice was all over your hand, dripping down your wrist. You pulled your finger out, rubbed your own creamy pussy juice all over your nipples, and made that one old guy suck it off like a greedy fuck. Then you pointed at the floor and made the fattest one lay down. His cock was sticking straight up past his huge belly like a fat bratwurst. You straddled him and lowered yourself down so slow, getting that thick thing all slick with your juice… then you started slamming down on him frantically. Your juice was squirting everywhere, running down his flabby thighs and splashing up onto his heaving stomach.

"You were groaning and crying, your tight pussy making those nasty squishy sounds every time you bottomed out. The short one whose ass you licked walked up, grabbed your chin, and shoved his cock straight into your mouth. He started face-fucking you while you kept riding. All I could hear was you moaning, crying, and gurgling around his dick. The last old man knelt beside you, rubbing your clit with his fat hand and licking, sucking, and biting your creamy bouncy tits. Every time he bit down hard you’d yelp around the cock in your throat… it was so fucking filthy, Em.”

Emmy’s hand slides slowly down my body. She doesn’t stop at my tit — her fingers trail lower, over my stomach, until her palm is heading between my thighs. I instinctively bend my top knee and prop my leg up, opening myself for her. She grazes my slick labia with her fingertips, barely touching.

Emmy lets out a soft, delighted giggle. “Now my hand is wet with your cum,” she whispers, sounding both amused and turned on.

She pushes two fingers straight into my sore pussy and starts pumping them slow and deep.

“Then we licked it off each other’s faces,” she says, voice getting breathy as she fingers me harder. “Our tongues were coated in old man nut. You stuck your tongue deep in my mouth, pushing all that salty cum around. I could feel it dripping down my throat…”

My pussy clamps hard around her fingers. My hips start bucking. I’m right there, about to cum —

I grab her wrist, but she doesn’t stop. As if she read my body, she balled up her hand into a fist and shoved it deep in me, making a wet, syrupy sound. I screamed as she started pumping. Hot juice flooded down her arm, and I blacked out for a few seconds.

I came to confused and ravenous. Immediately, I rolled on top of her, pinning her down.

Emmy yelps in that sweet little voice and giggles. “Fuck, Maya!”

I don’t answer. I just lean down and kiss her hard. The kiss is sticky and warm, still tasting like the old men’s cum from the facials they gave us last night. I pull back, then drag my tongue down to her swollen pink nipples. They’re still puffy and angry red. I wrap my lips around one and suck hard, making Emmy squeal loudly, her whole body jerking. I trace my tongue roughly over the dark bruises and teeth indents on her pale tits, tasting the salty mix of dried sweat, old spit, and skin oils caked on her.

Emmy writhes under me, soft moans spilling out of her. Her hips twitch and her back arches.

I grab her thighs and pin her knees back, smashing them against her own tits so her soaked pussy is completely spread open.

“Oh fuck!” Emmy gasps in a shocked and aroused voice, her body tensing hard as her knees get smashed against her tits, completely exposing her wrecked peach-colored cunt.

Her peach-colored cunt is puffy and glistening, the short blonde stubble just starting to grow back around her swollen lips.

I lean in and drag my tongue up her slit in one long, greedy lick, tasting her tangy, musky juice mixed with leftover old man cum. The taste of the old men’s cum mixing with hers is making me go feral for every drop. It drives me insane, the more I swallow the hornier I get.

I keep lapping at her hard sensitive clit and swollen pussy flaps like a starving animal, bathing my whole face in her juice and old cum until it’s glistening and dripping down my chin.

Emmy’s whole body starts shuddering violently. She yanks my hair hard and squeezes my head between her toned thighs like a vice, trying to push me away and pull me closer at the same time. She’s screaming and crying just like last night, loud broken wails and high-pitched “ahh fuck!” cries mixing with desperate moans.

The more she shakes and gushes all over my tongue, the wilder I get, lapping and swallowing up every drop like I’m starving. My eyes feel like they’re on fire with pussy lust as I bury my face deeper, refusing to let up even as she thrashes.

I finally pull back, face dripping, and flip Emmy over onto her stomach. She instinctively pushes her ass up into the air, getting on all fours in doggy. Her creamy pale ass spreads open, revealing her tight pink asshole.

“Fuck, Emmy!” I groan. “Even your asshole is adorable!”

Emmy whines in that tiny soft voice, pushing her ass back toward my face. “Eat iiitt!”

I dive in without hesitation. The tart, musky smell of her unwashed asshole hits me first. I press my tongue against the plush, wrinkled ridges and push deep inside, tasting the tangy, filthy flavor. I tongue-fuck her ass deep and sloppy while I curl two fingers into her soaked pussy, hooking them hard against her g-spot.

Emmy screams louder, her whole body shaking. Her asshole clenches around my tongue as her pussy gushes around my fingers. Suddenly she lets out a broken, high-pitched cry and squirts hard — a thick river shooting out of her cunt, spraying all over my hair and soaking my tits as I keep my tongue buried deep in her ass.

Emmy finally collapses forward, flopping flat on her belly, her body still shivering and twitching with aftershocks. I climb on top of her, laying my soaked body down on her back. Our sweaty, cum-soaked bodies stick together, her round firm ass flesh glued to my tender folds, the mess and body heat from both of us making everything slick and warm.

I bury my face in her messy blonde hair, still smelling the tart, musky scent of her asshole on my lips and under my nose, savoring it as I breathe it in deep.

Fuck… we really are such sluts.

We both just lie there panting heavily at first, our breathing slowly tapering into satisfied sighs.

“Best… weekend… ever,” Emmy mumbles muffled into the pillow, her voice hoarse and spent.

We both crack up harder, still too wrecked to move.

The phones buzz again on the nightstand.

I slide off Emmy and roll onto my back beside her. We turn to look at each other, faces flushed and messy.

“Fuck ‘em,” I mutter.

Emmy lets out a tired laugh. “Yeah… that’ll teach them for skipping out on us last night.”

We both crack up, weak and hoarse at first, then a little louder, still too spent to move.