Tris POV

The engagement party is coming to an end and I feel no pain. Given the fact that I am at home, I set myself no limits and got drunk. Eric is three sheets in the wind and rubbing himself drunkenly against my back. His erection is pressing firmly against my ass as we sway to the already turned down music.

"Bye guys," I call out to Chris and Will as they follow Marlene and Uriah out the door.

They wave before Chris pulls the door closed with one last grin my way.

"Peg me?"

Eric's hot breath fans over my neck and then he sucks all around my jawline.

"That mood?"

"Uh huh," Eric mumbles. "Fuck me hard," he asks before turning me around to shove his tongue into my mouth.

I grind my pushy against his legs needily and he picks me up so we are aligned.

"God," I moan when I feel his tip bump into my clit time and time again.

Eric pulls on my tops and almost rips it off before attaching his mouth to my breast. I move his own shirt up and Eric stops only long enough to pull it over his head. Meanwhile I am opening his pants and shove them down.

Eric went commando and his leaking dick springs free.

My leggings rip when Eric can't push his fingers into the waistband and he makes short work of removing the destroyed fabric.

"Need you," he moans.

"I am drunk," I whine when I can't stand straight.

Eric picks me up again and promptly stumbles against the wall, pressing my whole back harshly into the painted concrete.

One of his hands guides his dick and then he surges forward.

"I thought you wanted to be fucked," I ask dumbly.

"Uh huh."

"Harder," I demand and Eric pulls us off the wall, just to stumble back against it. I feel no pain and that's a bad sign. "Bed, need a soft bed," I mumble against his lips.

Eric tries or move again and stumbles slowly to our bedroom door. His mouth is still on mine and only when he sits down heavily on the bed do we realise that someone is already there.

"Fuck, man," Jamie whines loudly when Eric's arm pushes into Four.

"Get out," I say but I am not sure how much of it can be heard. My words are slurred, even to my own ears.

"Busy," Four grunts and fucks Jamie harder.

"Spare room," Eric asks me and I nod.

"Toys," I remind him when he moves to the door.

Eric turns us around and ambles to the chest of drawers. I pull the top one open and grab my harness and dildo.

"Lube," I remember.

"Nightstand," Eric counters.

"I know," I whine, looking at Four drilling Jamie into our mattress.

Eric's hand pulls the drawer open and I am wrapping my fingers around the bottle when they realise we are still in the room.

"Honey, Tris pegs Eric," Jamie exclaims loudly and Four pauses, turning his head to look at us.

"I can fuck you good and proper," Four slurs.

"Never, only Tris can make me roar," Eric argues immediately while I nod.

Nobody but me is allowed to touch his ass. It took him ages to admit to me he wanted to try pegging and almost as long before we actually did.

"I never fucked a woman."

We all turn to look at Jamie.

"Trade?"

"What?" Eric sounds confused. I am not.

"I get pussy and you get fucked by a real dick," Jamie elaborates what I got right away.

"No."

Eric's tone is clipped and Jamie pouts.

"Okay, wanna join us," Jamie tries again, seemingly perking up.

Eric turns to look at me, and Four and Jamie immediately sense blood.

"Just one time. I wanna see what all the fuss is about." Jamie looks at me pleasingly.

"I am drunk enough to not remember in the morning," Four adds, looking right at Eric.

"Drunk sex if fun," Jamie proclaims. "All inhibitions gone. Poof." He makes a sound like something is exploding and in my own drunken mind it is hilarious.

"Tris," Eric groans and shifts his hips, reminding me that he is still buried inside me. It seems he remembers too and promptly ruts into me.

"A foursome. You keep fucking Tris while we take care of you," Four tries to negotiate.

"But I want pussy, not ass," Jamie whines.

"Tris," Eric asks me once again and I don't know what to say.

"Fuck me," I call out without clarifying who I am talking to.

"Who," Eric asks. Thank god at least one of us can think clearly enough.

"I love you," I whine.

"Tris?"

"Do you want to," I whisper in his ear. "Want a real dick in your ass. Want someone to feel your prostate. Feel your heat, your orgasm as it rushes through you," I ask. "Want to feel what I feel every time you give me everything you have. Filling me up and leaving me full."

"When the night is over this was just a good dream," Eric states and I nod.

Four and Jamie don't ask what it means, it is obvious, and when Four takes the bottle of lube out of my hand I don't protest.

Eric sucks in air in surprise when Four probes his ass. He stiffens for a moment and then moves his hips and widens his stance.

I, on the other hand, moan when Jamie rubs lube into my rosette. His thumb presses down and he slides in. He didn't expect to breech me this easily and shouts in surprise when his digit disappears and he stumbles into me.

Eric grunts and then starts fucking me again.

…

Eric POV

With Four's fingers pushing against my prostate and Jamie's fingers massaging me through the thin layer separating Tris' pussy and ass, I can't stop my orgasm.

I shout when I almost violently fuck into Tris as the most intense orgasm ever overtakes me.

Tris is almost shocked into hers but I do feel her walls constrict around me while she moans into my neck.

"Here."

Jamie shoves something small into my mouth and pushes my jaw closed. I can feel whatever he gave me melt on my tongue.

"What's that," Tris mumbles while sucking a hickey onto my neck.

"One-eighty, it makes you ready to rock within seconds," Jamie slurs. "I want Tris' pussy!"

"Tris," I ask, looking down.

"Condoms are in the top drawer," Tris says and Jamie stumbles off to grab them.

"Wanna be filled," Four asks while pushing his fingers into my ass with fresh lube.

Do I want to feel what the real deal is like? Fuck, yes!

"Clean?"

"Nobody but Jamie."

"Four," Tris growls.

"Yes, clean. Want me bareback and filling you up with my spunk? Have you leak my essence for days to come. Burning your walls," Four rambles while getting a bit rough with his fingers.

"Easy," I warn.

"You'll be begging me for more," he proclaims and Tris snorts.

"All mine!"

Jamie stops our discussion by plucking Tris off of my dick. He carries her the two steps to our bed and lies down beside her, dick already covered with a condom.

"Hop on," he orders and with one last look at me Tris does.

"Closer to the edge," I demand and both shuffle until Jamie's ass is rather close to the edge. With Tris perched on top of him it provides a great angle but I am tall and we'll need more height.

Looking around I spot two pillows Tris likes to use when she reads in bed. They are too hard to sleep on but great to prop you up. I grab one and wedge it beneath Jamie's hips.

"Oh man, yes," Jamie calls out and pulls Tris closer. I watch, fascinated, as she rubs herself against his cock before he lifts up her hips and pulls her over the tip. Tris steadies herself and while he holds his dick up she slides down.

Both moan and Four nudges me forward, handing me the lube and a condom.

"Tris?"

"Uh huh?"

"Condom or bare?"

"Bare, baby, never ever any barriers between us," Tris moans and I cover myself in lube and push in. Jamie worked her open beautifully and there is no resistance.

"Fuck," I hiss when I feel the solid mass of Jamie's cock.

"Slow down, man," Jamie shouts while Tris moans.

I rock my hips back and forth, sliding deeper in increments and it work just fine. Tris' sounds of pleasure have me ready to blow my load despite just having come minutes before.

"Go for it," Four whispers into my ear while gently pushing his own cock against my hole.

The moment he breaches me, I come, and both Jamie and Tris grunt, groan and moan as they are triggered by me.

The moment he is able to, Jamie pushes his hand over the duvet, looking for something.

"Where the fuck are they… Ah, here."

He grabs a small plastic bag and holds out a small white pill to me and takes one for himself.

Just as before, the substance works immediately and I can feel myself getting ready to go again.

Four pushes in and I curse when I feel how full I am. Being balls deep in Tris and being filled by him is sensory overload and I would be embarrassed were I less intoxicated.

Four sets the pace and I quickly figure out how to move in and out of Tris in tandem with his own moves.

"You are fucking tight, Eric. Tris needs to upgrade her cock. So warm and…"

I moan when he seemingly pauses on my prostate and the pressure increases.

"I am gonna fill you up now," Four grunts into my ear and I swear I can feel every single stream as it leaves him and the head of his dick jerks into my prostate.

"Eric," Tris shouts when she feels my own dick twitch with every drop he milks out of me.

"Eric," Jamie joins in when he, too, feels me jerk and then he trembles as he fills the condom.

Jamie throws me two pills before taking one himself. He then pulls Tris' head down and kisses her while rutting into her. I can feel myself grow hard as he slides up and down my prone length with his revived cock and Four's transformation inside my ass just makes me hard that much faster. Fucking beautiful, a feast for the senses.

I hold still while both Four and Jamie rut into us, their paces fast and furious. If this is now they fuck each other I am not sure how they don't get chafed.

The persistent manipulation of my prostate while being prone inside Tris' tight passage throws me over the edge again and my mind goes blank.

…

I wake up the next morning with a killer headache, an aching ass and buried balls deep inside Tris' pussy.

We are alone in bed but there is a small bag of white pills, a container with aspirin and a large bottle of water on the nightstand.

"I had the weirdest dream," Tris starts, sounding groggy. "We went to have sex and someone was using our bed already…"

I gently turn her head to face the nightstand and her eyes widen.

"Fuck," she groans while pushing one hand towards her ass and one to mine.

Her probing finger slides in without issue and I moan as she digs deep.

"Fuck," I curse and she giggles.

"Indeed but worth the headache. You good there, baby?"

"Surprisingly, yes," I admit.

"File it under experiment?"

"Never to be repeated again," I demand.

"You sure?"

"Yes, I was curious but I don't need anyone but you. I love you," I state and Tris pulls my lips down to hers.

We spend the whole day in bed, using a good bit of the little white pills, only taking breaks to use the bathroom and eat.

The next time we run into Four and Jamie, we both greet each other as if nothing happened and the night of drunken debauchery is never spoken of again. The understanding is mutual.

I completely forgot this little nugget was all ready and waiting to be posted.