Ben rocks faster, fingers flexing in the satin of my nightgown. “His cockhead was so slick. It was… Uh—” He whimpers, hips losing their rhythm. “I can’t think, Park. Not with you inside me. It’s too good. You feel too fucking good.”
I lift my hips with him, fucking up into him as he comes down. “Fuck, I’m close,” I breathe, hoping like hell I can hold on until he comes. The downside of bragging about sex you’re not having is that when youarehaving it, you don’t last nearly as long as you’d like.
“Me too.” He reaches down to grasp his cock, but I swat his hand away and take over myself.
I stroke him in time with our bodies, smearing his leaking pre-cum down his shaft. His hole gets tighter and tighter, nearly strangling my cock. His dick pulses against my palm, a burst of pre-cum spilling out of the head and over my fingers.
“Oh, fuck,” I choke out, my stomach tightening as I drive my hips up and explode. “Fuck, fuck. I’m coming,” I choke out.
I grind against Ben’s ass when he goes limp, and with a squeeze to the head of his cock, he cries out, his cum landing in thick streams on my nightgown, seeping through to my skin.
He collapses against me, breathing heavily. I search for his mouth, wanting his lips on mine. Wanting to connect with him and be close to him. He gives me what I want. Of course he does, and we come down with sweet, searching kissing.
I shiver, then run my fingers through his hair before murmuring, “Take Landon’s photo,” against his lips.
Ben pulls back, blindly reaching for his phone, and when he has it, he snaps another photo and turns his phone to show me.
I look debauched. We both do. His cock is soft, the tip wet with his cum, and cum is streaked across my upper body. This time my hair’s in disarray from my head thrashing back and forth on my pillow.
He sends all the photos to Landon, and I grab my phone to send the one I took.
The read receipt comes up almost instantly, but it’s not until a few minutes later, after Ben and I have discarded the condom and are snuggled together under the blankets, that his response comes through.
He’s attached a photo. He’s lying on his back, knee propped up, cum-covered fingers wrapped loosely around his softening cock, and streaks of cum across his stomach.
Landon
you two are so hot together. sleep well my loves.
Chapter 31
Benson
Parker’s moans are ringing in my ears, and Landon’s heavy breathing has me on the precipice of coming. It would be embarrassing if this wasn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever done in my life.
Parker’s warm body is sucking me in with nothing between us at all. Getting tested and ditching condoms was the best thing we’ve ever done. “Fuck,” I groan, rotating my hips and dragging my cock along their smooth inner walls. “You feel so fucking good.”
I punctuate each word with a hard thrust before pulling out. I make eye contact with Landon, and he nods slightly. His eyes roll back as he takes my spot, fucking his way into Parker’s warm and pliant body.
They’re trapped between us, with Landon lying on his back and Parker pressed against his chest. I’m kneeling behind, my cock aching, and losing my absolute mind.
I surge forward, slamming my lips down on Landon’s. It’s hard, given the angle and the way Parker is stuck between us, but I make it happen.
Parker whimpers, their back rising and falling harshly under my chest.
“More,” they pant. “Fuck me harder, Lan.”
Landon moans into my mouth, and Parker’s body jerks between us as Landon rocks his hips as hard as he can, given the space he has to move.
Parker cries out. “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna—hey! Why’d you stop?”
Landon chuckles against my lips before turning his head to break the kiss. “It’s not time for you to come yet, Lovebug. Not until we’ve both filled you with cum. That’s what you wanted.”
“I hate you both.”
“No, you don’t,” I say, pressing my lips to their shoulder as I drive my cock back inside of them. My eyes roll back, and I shudder hard.
“What do you think, Cutie?” I ask, barely able to breathe. “Do you wanna fuck Parker with my cum, or do you want me to fuck them through yours?”
