Our cum.
What the hell was I thinking? What the hell were we thinking?
She opens her eyes and looks at me with flushed pink cheeks, her face radiant. Then she takes her index finger, wipes it along a droplet of cum near her chin and… puts it in her fucking mouth.
I think I could come again watching her suck her finger clean.
It's like a switch was flipped in her or something – timid, hesitant, self-conscious Grace is gone and in her place is a shit-sure-of-herself vixen.
Noah and I reach for her hands and pull her to her feet.
Then she pauses, a flicker of doubt in her eyes. "That was…" Her voice trails off.
“Fucking hot,” Noah says quickly.
“Really fucking hot,” I agree, kissing Grace tenderly on the lips. I’m afraid that the expression that just passed across her face means she's thinking about what just happened, that she's regretting it, and that she's about to run screaming out of the kitchen. I'd do just about anything in the world to keep her from doing that. “We should get you cleaned up.”
"Let's get you to the shower," Noah suggests.
I just came, yet my cock twitches at the suggestion of getting into the shower with Grace, even if it’s with Noah at the same time. I don’t care how I have to have this girl. I just want her, even if I have to share her. “We can definitely take care of you in the shower.”
I slide one arm behind Grace's back and the other under her knees, picking her up before she can protest – or Noah can pick her up himself. She feels so tiny in my arms.
“I’m perfectly capable of walking down the hallway,” she argues.
“I know. I’m just concerned you’re going to have second thoughts and take off out of here, and I don’t want that to happen before we get you in the shower.”
“It’s for your own good,” Noah chimes in, walking ahead of us toward his room.
“For my own good?”
“We made you a mess, we need to clean you up,” he explains.
“We really, really made you a mess,” I agree.
“So the shower is solely for my benefit, huh?" Grace's face is close to mine and I just want to kiss her again and again.
“A hundred percent,” Noah assures her. “We don’t have any untoward intentions, do we, Aiden?”
“I don’t know what untoward means, but if Noah is suggesting I’m not going to try to put my penis in you the first chance I get, you should know he doesn’t speak for me. Because I’m going to. So don’t drop the soap.”
Grace slaps my chest playfully. “Has anyone ever told you that you're a pig?"
Noah snorts. I ignore him because, well, I can’t really get mad at anything right now, not after Grace’s lips were just wrapped around my cock. In fact, I'm practically fucking whistling as I walk.
“In the shower, I’ll show you just how much of a pig I can be,” I reply, my voice exaggeratedly seductive.
Grace wrinkles her nose. “I’m not sure what that means, but it sounds terrible.”
Noah groans. “Seriously, dude. I never realized how little game you actually have.”
“Good thing I have a big dick.”
Grace can’t even hide the way she blushes when I say it.
“You are a big dick,” Noah says.
I carry Grace inside the master suite – Noah’s master suite – and into the giant shower. When I set her down on her feet inside on the marble tile, I bump into Noah and for a second, it's probably the most uncomfortable and awkward situation in human history, even if there is a naked girl standing right in front of us.
After all, Noah is my best friend in the world. And yeah, I’ve seen him naked more times than I can count in locker rooms, but that doesn’t mean I want to see him naked in any other context. Or that I want to see him fuck a woman. Or that I want him to watch me fuck a woman.
Or that I want a woman to give us blowjobs at the same time.
But I really, really want Grace.
And what happened in the kitchen a few minutes ago wasn’t all that awkward when it was happening. Watching Noah put his mouth between Grace’s legs should have made me jealous as hell, except it didn’t.
In fact, something about watching them together turned me on.
I don’t know what the hell that means.
I don’t have time to think about it, though, because just then Grace slips a little on the wet tile in the shower, letting out a little shriek as she slides into me. I react quickly, grabbing her arm to hold her up. When she laughs, she falls against my chest and my arms slip around her back like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
The instant she touches me, I’m hard again. It’s like I’m a teenage boy and she’s the first girl I’ve ever crushed on. It’s embarrassing as hell how much I want this woman.
Grace looks up at me, her hands on my chest, her green eyes wide and bright. When I press my lips to hers, she opens for me. Her tongue seeks out mine, almost like she's suddenly uncertain, even though she just had my cock between her lips. The fact that she’s hesitating makes her more endearing.
I'm floating on a damn cloud. So much so that I don't even mind when Noah kisses her. Or when his hands cup her breasts. We’re so competitive about everything in the fucking world, yet somehow we stand here with Grace in the shower, soaping her wet body like this is a damn team effort.
“I think I’m probably clean now,” Grace whispers as I run my hands over her breasts again.
“Are you sure? We should be certain,” I tell her. “Like… right here, for example. Definitely want to make sure.” I slide my fingers between her legs where she’s warm and already so slick. This time, I'm in front of her. This time, I get to see her expression change – the way her eyes get heavy, the way she bites on her lip as I slowly probe her with my fingers.
Behind her, Noah runs his hands down her hips and over her ass. "What about here, Grace?" he asks. I can't see what he's doing, but her eyes widen just a little. "Such a tight little asshole. Has anyone been here before?”
“No." She doesn't speak the word. She moans it, and her pussy tightens around my fingers, her response to his touch immediate. I thrust inside her with my fingers, stroking her as Noah presses his fingers against her asshole. As I build momentum, she grips my biceps tightly for support.
“No one has been inside you,” Noah says. “Which one of us is going to take your sweet, tight little virgin hole?”
"I… I'm not sure," she whispers, her eyes searching mine. "Which one of you wants it?”
Noah chuckles under his breath. "I guarantee you, both of us want it.” I watch as he presses his cock against her ass cheek, and a surge of jealousy rushes through me.
“If you think for a second that you’re going to take it now - ” I growl.
"I'm so close," Grace begs, her voice soft, a reminder to keep my focus on her pleasure. She reaches for my cock, distracting me from arguing with Noah by running her hand down my length as she whimpers. I press my fingertips against the textured spot inside her, provoking a long moan.
"Come on my fingers, sugar," I tell her. "Come on my fingers and then you’re going to come on my cock.”
“And on mine,” Noah interrupts.
“But, first mine.”
“Oh my God. Fucking. Stop. Arguing.” Grace gasps the words, letting go of my cock and gripping my arms as she comes hard, her words lost in her moans. Her muscles clench down on me so tightly, I swear my damn fingers are about to break off, but I stroke her and stroke her until she finally calms down, the large convulsions turning into gentle flutters.
The first thing Noah says when Grace stops moaning is: "Fine. No arguing." He waits only seconds after I slip my fingers from between her legs before he spins her around to face the shower wall, pulling Grace's hands above her head and placing her palms flat on the marble. The water from the shower runs over her naked body, falling down her skin in little rivers. “But you’re mine. I mean ours. And we are going to take
every inch of you.”
“Both of us,” I add.
“You guys,” she warns.
“At the same time." I modify my words. "Both of us are going to take you at the same time. See? We're capable of sharing."
"We can share. We’re going to share," Noah echoes. I watch as he stands behind her, guiding his cock between her legs. "Fuck, you are so warm and wet. I want to slide my cock inside you right now. Except that would leave Aiden out. And you want us both at once, don’t you?”
Grace whimpers. “Yes.”
Noah steps to the side abruptly. “Feel her wetness on your cock, Aiden.”
When I step behind her and press my cock between her legs, she sighs contentedly. I drag the head of my dick along her slit. Her recent orgasm is still evident, her pussy lips still swollen when I touch them.
I want to be inside that pussy so bad right now.
Instead, I step back, admiring the view of her ass. "Look how fucking mature we are, Noah."
“You want us to work together, Grace?” Noah asks, his hand moving down his length. “You want us to take turns? You want us to play nicely?”
“Yes."
“Push your ass out,” I demand. “Arch your back and show us your pretty pussy and your little asshole.”
Noah grabs a handful of her ass. “We’re both going to claim you, sweetheart.”
Grace looks over her shoulder, her lips pouty as she arches her back more, proudly displaying herself to us. She’s like a fucking wet dream right now. Her eyes survey us as we jerk off, each of us with a hand on her ass cheeks, spreading her so we can see everything.
"This belongs to us," Noah declares. I stroke my cock, watching as he comes right on her asshole, marking it as his.
Ours.
Fuck.
I’ve never jerked off on a woman the way I am right now – and never after another man.
Yet I can't help it. There's something primal about seeing Noah mark his territory – our territory – and knowing that she’s going to give herself fully to both of us.
She’s bent over, completely on display, and I mark her as mine.
She stands there with our cum dripping down her, and I don’t know that I’ve ever seen anything so damn hot in my life.
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Noah
This fucking girl.
Grace lies on her back on the bed, her face flushed from the orgasm in the shower, her expression a mixture of satisfaction and longing.
I want to erase the longing part right off of her face. I want her to be satiated.
This girl has me wound so tight, so pent up from lusting after her, that I’m hard again, even after coming twice. Her mouth wasn’t enough for me. Jerking off on her and marking her mine wasn’t nearly enough either. I want to feel her pussy tight around my cock. I want to feel her scream her orgasm as she comes on me.
After the shower, Aiden and I took her to bed, laying her down between us – teasing and kissing and tormenting her again nonstop until she was writhing, begging to feel us inside her.
Now, Aiden's face is buried between Grace's legs. Her moans echo loudly in the quiet of the bedroom.
I don’t know how the hell the three of us ended up like this. The idea that I’d share Grace with anyone – especially my best friend – is insane. I’m not a generous man, and I’ve never shared a woman.
Except here I am with her and Aiden.
It makes no damn sense at all. It makes no sense that I’m watching Aiden between the legs of the girl I’ve been lusting after and that I don’t want to kill him with my bare hands for daring to touch her. And it makes no sense that the thought of Aiden and I being inside her at the same time makes my dick so hard I think it might explode.
I reach for a condom in the nightstand and tear open the wrapper, rolling it onto my length as I listen to Grace’s moans and whimpers as Aiden licks her. Her moans are like music, a fucking symphony that fills the room.
She tilts her head back, her gaze meeting mine to linger only for a moment before it travels down the length of my body and settles on my cock. She does that thing where she takes her lower lip between her teeth, the thing she does when she's turned on.
As I make my way back to the bed, Aiden looks up at me, a dark look passing over his face. His jealousy that I'm about to be inside her is transparent, and Grace notices, her expression softening as she brings herself up to a kneeling position in front of him on the bed. She kisses him, long and sensual, and I let them have their moment. When she pulls away, the look is erased from Aiden’s face and replaced by lust.
I kneel behind her on the bed, my hands exploring her body from behind as Aiden's roam the front of her. “Is this what you want, Grace? You’re sure?”
She lets out a long moan. “I’m sure.”
Aiden groans. “You’ve thought about sucking my cock while Noah fucked you?”
She whimpers. “Yes.”
I put a hand in the middle of her back, pushing her down to her elbows so she’s on all fours between us. “Like this?” I ask, caressing her ass cheek. Her pussy lips peek out from between her legs, glistening with her wetness, and I know the answer to my question already but I want her to say it.
“Yes.” Her voice cracks as she answers.
“I want to see you put Aiden’s cock in your mouth,” I demand, and she does, whimpering as she wraps her lips around him. His hands are on the back of her head as he begins to thrust into her mouth. “You thought about sucking Aiden's cock while my dick was buried inside you, and it made you come, didn't it?" I reach between her legs. She's so damn wet.
She moans her response, her voice muffled by Aiden’s shaft.
I can’t wait any longer. Pressing my cock to her pussy, I pause for a moment just inside her entrance, savoring the sensation of her tightness giving way to me. She arches her back and pushes her hips toward me, obviously greedy for my cock.
So I give it to her.
Gripping her hips, I plunge inside her in one swift movement until I'm buried deep, my balls pressed against her pussy lips. She's so tight that it nearly takes my breath away, and I have to pause for a second as she adjusts to my girth.
She moans, long and loud. But that’s not the only sound I hear. Aiden groans, too – low and guttural and totally primal, unlike anything I’ve ever heard from him before. When I look at him, his expression is one of torment. Gripping Grace's hair, he thrusts into her mouth harder than he did before, clearly stirred up by seeing me fuck her.
I think that it must be jealousy that has him so wound up, until he speaks.
“Fuck her.” His voice is raspy as he encourages me. When he pushes deeper inside her mouth for emphasis, Grace moans, rocking her ass against me and spurring me on. “Fuck her and tell me how her pussy feels.”
Then I realize that he’s not jealous. He’s turned on. Oh, hell. I thrust harder inside her, my movements quickening as she adjusts to me.
“Her pussy is the best thing on Earth.” It's not an exaggeration. I'm being honest. It's the best thing I've ever felt in my life. "It’s warm. So fucking warm and wet and tight. Hell, it’s insanely tight. Her pussy fits me like a glove, Aiden.”
"Oh, God," Grace breathes, her words muffled. She moans over and over as she meets me with every thrust, bucking against me to impale herself on my cock.
"Just like her mouth," Aiden murmurs. "Her warm, wet, tight, perfect mouth."
I bring my hand down hard on Grace's ass cheek, causing her to yelp. Her muscles squeeze my cock tightly in response to the blow. "Is this what you like, Grace? Using your perfect mouth to suck Aiden's cock while I'm buried inside you? Being totally filled up by both of us?"
She pulls away from Aiden long enough to answer. “Yes. I love it.”
I can’t get enough of her.
"You want us to come in you, don't you, sugar?" Aiden asks. "You want us to fill you up from both ends?"
"Oh, God," she moans again, her words muffled.
"Rub your cl
it, sweetheart," I tell her because I'm already starting to lose control. I want her to come on my cock, to feel her pussy squeeze me until there's nothing left. "You're going to come on my cock and you're going to swallow every last drop that Aiden gives you."
"Oh, hell," Aiden growls.
Grace reaches between her legs, balancing on her knees and one hand as Aiden fucks her mouth faster now. Arousal builds inside me as I plunge my cock deeper into her, reveling in the fact that she's so damn wet for us.
I lose track of time. I lose track of everything except how Grace feels as she squeezes my cock, how her ass looks as I pull in and out of her, and how she bobs on Aiden's dick. The only thing I'm aware of now are sensations – the sound of my heavy, filled-to-bursting balls against the bottom of her pussy, her whimpers that turn into little grunts as she gets closer to climax, Aiden’s dirty words encouraging her to suck harder, faster, deeper.
Everything is sensation now – slickness and sweat, groans and grunts, moans and cries. Tightness and wetness and the softness of Grace against me.
Until she cries out loudly, her voice breaking through every other sensation as she comes. The second she starts to orgasm, her pussy squeezes my cock, setting my orgasm off in an instant. I grip her hips, pulling her as tightly against me as she can possibly fit, fucking her harder and harder as I let go. Her muscles squeeze me, milk me, and demand everything from me.
I don’t close my eyes. I come inside her with my eyes open, watching as Aiden's face screws up and he yells, clutching her hair at the roots as he comes in her mouth. And I watch in fascination as she swallows everything from him, even as her pussy continues to squeeze my cock.
For a few minutes, everything in the room is still. The only sound is our breathing –more like panting – as the three of us struggle to catch our breaths.
Fucking hell. The sense of release is insane, like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, the pent-up frustration that came from being near this girl and not being able to bury myself deeply inside her.
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