My roommate and I's bodies were used for a whole trip.

A few years ago, my roommate invited me to Ibiza for her boyfriend’s 30th birthday trip. I knew the guy pretty well, since he’d been around our apartment and out with our friends a lot. The three of us would come home from the bars and fool around. He would make me cum and call him daddy.

I was always the third wheel, but I’m not complaining. It usually ended with me, legs in the air, getting fucked in the ass while my roommate sat on my face. We’d all make jokes about it the morning after and wait until the next drunken hookup.

Ibiza was a little different. We got to be sluts the whole time. My roommate and I skinny dipped and sunbathed nude, like the sluts we are. Her boyfriend loved it.

At night, the three of us got to fuck in our rented suite. My roommate and I soaped each other up in the shower and fingered our pussies while her boyfriend was making us drinks. He came in while she was standing over me, holding my mouth open while she delicately squirted into it. “Just an appetizer,” she said.

He set the drinks down and replaced her squirt with his cock, face fucking me while my roommate cheered me on, patting my head and telling me I was being a good slut for daddy. My knees ached on the shower floor. When I stood, though, there was a puddle of my cum that gave me away. My roommate licked it up quickly, but while we made out I could feel her slip it into my mouth with her tongue.

Anyway, days went on in Ibiza and my roommate and I were used for what we were made for—cock. In our mouths, in our pussies, in our assholes