Anal Amy

Last night was pretty amazing and I wasn't even planning on going out. I've got a ton of work that I'm still procrastinating on - but I'm pretty glad I did go out last night.

Friday night, I went out to the bars with Matt and got completely wasted. Before you ask, his friend from last weekend, Evan wasn't there. However, I kept feeling like at any moment he would pop up. We stayed at the bars until they closed then Matt and I went back to my apartment and had sloppy sloppy drunk sex.

I thought I'd be able to get a bunch of it done Saturday afternoon, but I was forced to go out on 4-wheelers with Matt and his friends (still no Evan). Ok, I wasn't really forced to go - I've been on snowmobiles and loved them but never four wheelers. I may be a "city girl" but that doesn't mean I don't like to get dirty.

After that I was kind of dragged out to the bars again last night. I was windburn, still not a hundred percent over my hangover, exhausted. And I still wanted to get some work done, however, I know if I hadn't gone out I probably would've spent the night watching tv on the couch.

This time Evan was there. I should tell you that all week, Evan was hitting on me and flirting with me. At times, I tried to play it off like he was joking, other times when he got real serious I reminded him about Matt. But there were a few times I flirted back.

Before the flirting was when Matt wasn't around. I saw him a few times walking to or from classes and the one time in the library when things got interesting. At first, I thought he was pretty drunk because he was hitting on me right in front of Matt. But he wasn't even buzzed.

Matt who was standing on the other side of me, talking to one his friends didn't seem to notice.

At this point I felt like there was a fifty percent chance of going home with both of them that night.

Matt was getting pretty hammered. I was drinking but not doing the shots that he was. I was kind of trying to drink in moderation - just in case something happened I'd be able to enjoy it/remember it.

The night got pretty interesting quickly. When I was returning from a trip to the girl's room I was stopped by this guy I had a huge crush my freshman year. We kissed once, both completely drunk but the next time I saw him he acted like he was too good for me. Well, I guess something had changed his mind. It's funny because whenever I'm seeing someone, guys are always hitting on me. When I'm single and horny it's always a different story. I tried to nicely tell him I wasn't interested, that I was there with a guy friend. But he didn't get the hint. Luckily, Evan was walking by and got my "save me" look and rescued me.

Matt was in the middle of the dance floor, that's when i knew he was drunk. He doesn't like dance, he'll sometimes dance but it's really just moving side to side. But this time he was all into it. He grabbed me and pulled me close. He grabbed Evan too, sandwiching me between the too of them. At first I felt a little trapped.I definitely wanted to be between the two of them but I wasn't sure I was ready for where things were going.

However, I relaxed a little and just let things flow.

It was really intense being in between the two guys. I was kissing Matt. I had two sets of hands holding my body, feeling me. And at times I was grinding back against Evan, feeling his cock grow hard again.

Matt left us alone a couple of times. The first few times was to get more drinks, like he needed anymore. We kept dancing, but it lost part of the feeling every time Matt left.

Then Matt left for the men's room. I saw him come out and I spotted him a few seconds later at the bar but that was the last I saw of him.

Evan and I danced for a while. He was definitely completely hard now, but he's the one who suggested we find Matt. We walked around the bar more than a few times looking for Matt. He literally wasn't anywhere so we went to the one other bar Matt likes and still no sign.

That's when I finally checked my cell phone. He left a garbled, definitely drunk message saying he got kicked out. I tried calling him and there was no answer.

We ended up getting a drink at the other bar, while we discussed what to do. At some point we started holding hands. The place got pretty crowded and he was pressed up against me. I ran my fingers across his stomach as I spoke into his ear. I asked him if he wanted to go home with me. He did the standard - "Are you sure? and I said yes.

It would've been a lot easier if I had been drunk. We left the bar holding hands. We kissed outside in the cold. It wasn't an intense kiss, but it was definitely full of lust.

The first time, I felt a little guilty was when we were walking by the house Matt lives in. I could've easily gone in. But instead we walked back to campus. Don't ask me why we didn't go back to my apartment when he lives in a dorm room. I guess I was worried Matt would show up their the next morning.

The second time, I felt a little guilty was when we went into Evan's dorm building. I know it's crazy but I felt like Matt knew (if he hadn't planned it).

I still don't miss living in the dorms. I missed all the good times I had, but the bed was uncomfortable, the rooms tiny and always a lot of noise.

I laid down on the bed and Evan didn't waste anytime. My clothes came off pretty quickly (leopard print v-string thong and matching bra - specially bought for Matt's lingerie fetish and enjoyment - for those curious). I felt really cold at first.

Then Evan did something Matt has yet to do, at least well. His tongue and fingers went to work between my legs. I totally didn't expect it. He was pretty good, he had definitely had some practice before. He made me orgasm, the first time in a while. I mean I've enjoyed the sex with Matt but having an orgasm is always a big plus!

He was actually going to keep going down on me but I was definitely ready for something else.

He was rock hard when he pushed into me. Size, isn't really a big factor for me - Matt has cock that's probably a little longer than most guys - but Evan has a cock that is definitely wider than most guys I've been with. He gently pushed into, filling me completely. Then we just kissed for a while, he was barely even moving his cock, but it felt amazing.

Half of me couldn't believe he was inside of me right then. The other half couldn't believe Matt wasn't there. II hate to admit it, but that I was cheating on him turned me on. I felt like a slut.

Matt is all about fucking me as hard as he can. It feels good, but there's more to it than just force. Evan took his time a lot more, but he definitely was as powerful as Matt but a lot more targeted if that makes any sense.

I definitely thought we were done when he came. But neither of us could sleep. We ended up talking. I asked if this was just going to be a one night stand. Neither of us had a good answer. He asked me if I was dating Matt or just seeing him. After talking about what the differences were for a while we came to the conclusion that I was just fucking him. LOL.

The entire time we had been talking I had been stroking his cock and he was very hard in my hands. I climbed on top of him, and felt him slide back in to me. This time we skipped right to the hard, quick fucking. I rode his cock as quick as I could for as long as I could - literally until my hip started to hurt.

He took over, fucking me doggy style. The bed started shaking, squeaking and I'm sure all his neighbors had to hear it. I loved it.

This time when he came, we were definitely done. He had filled me with his cum and I was exhausted. We both fell asleep this time within minutes.

I could've done it again the next morning but he was still sleeping when I woke up. I decided just in case Matt stopped by my apartment I should head home. I woke Evan up just to kiss him good bye and to tell him to call me then walked home. We call in the walk of shame, walking home in the same clothes you wore the night before but this time it was definitely more of a real feeling than just a joke.

I called Matt when I got home. He was still sleeping. Well, I woke him up just enough to say call me later.

I was pretty nervous until he finally called back. The weird part is he didn't ask anything about last night.

I'm not good at cheating. I feel guilty. I really haven't cheated like this since high school. I definitely haven't fucked one of my boyfriends since high school. Now, I know why it's been a few years since I've cheated like this.

And just to make things interesting, Matt wants to me to come over to his place after football is over. And, well so Evan wants me to come over tonight too. This could get interesting.