Pam led us in, glancing furtively around the lobby. Looked empty to me. I grabbed her, forced her up against the wall, kissed her hard, felt her melting against me.

Then she wriggled free, gasping, “No, not here, someone will see…”

They already had. There was a camera up in the corner. Good. The more I destroyed this girl’s reputation, the more all those judgmental fuckers would steal her self-worth, the more she’d cling to me for affirmation. Pam would be like any other addict; she would surrender her dignity to feed her habit. More than that, it would fuel Pam’s hunger. It would make her believe that I, and anyone else I introduced her to, were the only ones who could sate it. I had every intention that Gary would not be the only friend of mine that was going to fuck her; a gift like her was just what I needed to smooth my passage through the seedy world I inhabited. Don’t tell anyone, but being an entrepreneur in Manila is always a dirty business. They say don’t count your chickens, but I’d already begun, and I was feeling like a fox entering the coop.

For a change, Pam was now leading us: out of the lift, along a sterile passage, to unlock her nondescript door, and step in. I ushered Gary in before me, and, like I owned the place, kicked the door closed behind us. Pam looked scared, Gary apprehensive. I figured I now owned this pair.

“I should introduce you two. Sheldon, meet Pam.”

“It’s Gary, actually; he just calls me…” I interrupted him. “Tonight it’s Sheldon, for being such a geek.”

And turning to her, “Pam, kiss Gary.” She looked at me, hesitant, before smiling, pulling herself up on tiptoe with her hands on his shoulders, and gave Gary a little kiss. “For fucks sake, call that a kiss? Think he’s come all the way for just a peck, girl? Do it properly!” So she did. A much better kiss. Found some French in her Pinay heart. To give him credit, it was a kiss Gary responded eagerly to too, relished even, and one they made last, the two of them exploring each others mouths. Bodies too. Her short dress rode up, and his hands on her ass pulled it up higher, little by little, revealing her juice-glistening thigh gap and plumb butt.

While they were busy in the hall, I gave the apartment a quick once over. Two priorities: where’s the bathroom, and do any of the rooms contain nasty surprises. I’m a man of many mottos, but there’s one’s at the top of my list: never walking into somewhere you don’t know how to walk out of. It’s served me well, so no reason to change it now. Stealing around on soft feet, the way I was feeling, anyone I found I’d have either fought or fucked. The image of one particularly sour husband sometime in the past waking up with a sore head, to the sight of his wife impaled on my cock came back to me….

Back in the hall, little had changed, except that Pam’s dress was now unbuttoned and hanging around her waist, and one of her big tits had found its way into Gary’s eager hand. The other was begging for attention, so my hand mimicked his. Pam’s fingers were wrestling their way into his trousers, so I gave her a hand. I laughed at Gary’s shock when he realized it wasn’t Pam, “Just helping you out, mate, not going gay on you!”

Pam dived into his now open shorts and grabbed his cock, then crouched down and gobbled it into her mouth. I was soon down with her, squeezing and massaging her ample tits from behind.

I cooed into her ear, “You’re hungry for some cock now, aren’t you, Pam?”

She nodded.

“Sheldon’s hungry for your cunt, and I want your ass – think you can handle both of us?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Good girl, ‘cos that’s what’s in store. But first, tasting session.”

Couldn’t decide if her open mouth indicated that she was speechless or prepared, what with Gary’s wet cock just inches from her open mouth, so before she could change her mind I pushed her gently forward, and she took it in again bit by bit, never taking her eyes off me. Gary moaned an obscenity, and her eyes bulged. Back of her throat, I figured. My eyes held hers as I wrapped a fistful of her hair in my hand, and pushed her a little further. Good girl, she neither struggled nor complained, well not too much anyway, even with spit dribbling down her chin. Pam kept her eyes locked on mine, obedient and mute, right up to the point where I deemed enough was enough, and released her. Gary’s cock was spat out and glistened like a Frankfurter coming out of a tin. Pam was inhaling like I’d tried to drown her.

“Got you a fleshlight here, Sheldon!”

“Fleshlight’s not as good as this, mate.”

“If you say so. Only simps and the needy need toys.”

“You can take more of him again, can’t you, baby? You can take it all, can’t you?”

Only a little resistance as I watched her do it again, swallowing more, and more, her nose reaching his pubes. Gary equally unmerciful, straining his loins to push his cock in. Then enough, I pulled her off, gasping for breath, tears running from her eyes.

“Who’s your Daddy now, Baby?”

She mouthed ‘You’. Maybe followed by a silent, ‘fucker’.

“Louder, Baby, can’t hear.”

She coughed. “You are…”

“Am I? What am I, Baby?” I rubbed her breast, slow circles with her hard nipple indenting my palm, then pinched the hard tip as a wake-up.

Pam yelped. “My Daddy…”

“Good girl, baby. Your Dom-the-DOM is yesterday’s news. Now, lead us to your lube, why don’t you?”

She didn’t need telling twice; she just got up and trotted to her bedroom. Winking at Gary, “Lamb to the slaughter, ain’t she?” Following her in, she was already shimmying her dress down, smiling eagerly back at us as she stepped out of it. Gary trotted to catch up.
Awful room, too pink and frilly, but its one redeeming feature was the mirrored wardrobe doors.

“You’ll need one of these,” I told him, passing him a rubber. “It’s OK, I always bring some smaller ones, just in case.” I winked as he mouthed ‘cunt!’

“You might have found her, but I’m the one she’s calling Daddy, and don’t fucking forget that.”

He was right though, I was a cunt, and right now, I was loving it.

Pam was still in her heels, only her heels, and sashayed across the room to her drawers. Almost as if she was teasing us, she bent over to check its contents.

“She’s got a fucking nice ass, hasn’t she, Sheldon?” I stage whispered. He grinned. Pam wiggled her hips at us, cunt and ass on full display. “Glad you like it, boys.” She said with a laugh.

“Sheldon here’s the only boy.” I reminded her.

As Pam opened her drawer, I had my hard cock out and was rubbering up. Gary too, both of us bigger than the local specimens. Girls claim size doesn’t matter, but I know a patronizing lie when I hear one.

I told Gary to get on the bed, but I didn’t have to tell Pam anything. She passed me the lube, climbed astride Gary, found his cock, and slowly impaled herself on it. They both groaned, and that was going to be a prequel to some serious moaning. Pam couldn’t wait, that was clear, already raising herself off Gary’s cock, ready to plunge down upon it again. And again. And again….

My lubed finger against her tight brown hole stilled her, she leaned forward with her hands on Gary’s shoulders and looked back at me as it retraced the path my thumb had taken on the bus. This time, it was not fingers I felt against her perineum, but Gary’s cock. God, but was she going to get filled tonight or what…?

Second finger slipped in just as easily, her tight brown hole now so slippery, and her moans could only be of pleasure. “Oh, sooo big…” as I slipped my thumb in between.

“My cock’s bigger than this, feel it, baby.”

She reached back, stroked it, and when I told her to, massaged the lube I’d squeezed into her palm onto my glans. As I leaned my weight on her she held my cock firmly, crying out, as I opened her up, that it burned. She was breathing fast, panting now. Gary, as instructed, held her tight, not letting her escape. I just kept pushing, knowing this was the path to pain relief, the pleasure the principal destination.

“Oh fuck! So…. fucking… long….”

“So deep inside you, good girl, you took it all.”

“Oh fuck. Two. Fuck!”

“Believe it, baby! Gets no more real than two strangers DP’ing you on a first date.” I told her, as I started giving her ass slow and short thrusts, my cock deep. Her vocabulary became guttural. As I pulled back on each stroke, gradually more and more, she chased after my departing cock with her hips, Gary grunting with each thrust of her cunt on his dick, deeper and deeper. She was good, getting into this, a really eager little Pinay bunny. It’s always that way; no beauty queen would ever get down and dirty with a pair of strange guys like this, not unless you dangled cash and shiny bangles in front of her. Only dumb guys chased those. Bankruptcy and mediocre sex – where’s the fun in that?

And so easily, meeting the eager thrusts of her hips with mine, driving my cock in and out of her ass, making her gasp and moan. Louder and louder too, the pair of us were really doing the business on her. That oh-so familiar sound of a girl losing it as she gets closer to the edge, every guy’s prize.

“You want it hard and fast, don’t you?”

Pam froze as Gary and I gave her that, a synchronized in-and-out. He learnt fast for a virgin. Pam was giving in, so vocal...

“That good, mate?”

“Fuck......”

“Keep with me, she’s nearly there.”

She was too, collapsed on Gary, grunting and moaning like an addict. But not for long, as she pushed up and arched her back. Her scream was long, prolonged by our relentless pounding. When she had her breath back, all she could utter were obscenities, the language of lust. That pushed Gary over the edge, moaning and kissing Pam as he unloaded. Which pushed me over too. Rearing up like a stallion, roaring, tight grip on her shoulders forcing her bum down as far as it would go onto my straining cock as I unloaded deep into her bowels. Then rolling off her, giving her plump buttocks a firm slap that ricocheted around her boudoir.

“She’s a fucking catch, isn’t she, mate?”

“Yeah, isn’t she ever?”

Pam was just grinning blissfully.