Page 66 of Lucy and Her Wicked Three

Only, we're not finished. He stands behind me, and now I'm starting to wonder if he picked that video on purpose. He knows I've never done that before. I'm not into that. Except, I've kind of been curious. Lately. When I look at him.

But that's just the sex talking. I'm not interested in fucking my best friend. Shaking off the confusion, I'm ready to climb on the bed and join Lucy and Matty. Before I can pull away, however, Noah wraps his hand back around my waist, this time with more strength of his arm. I can feel his dick pressing against my ass.Chills slither down my spine. I swallow through the dryness in my throat.

I have a safe word. He knows that, and he just reminded me. I can use it at any time. But it's so far in the back of my mind, it doesn't even register as something I need.

"What else do you want to see?" Noah asks Lucy, his voice gruff as he tugs me closer.

I look at Matty nervously. I don't know why, but I'm afraid to see judgment in his eyes. But there isn't any. Zero, in fact. He's smiling, half dazed and ready to fuck. He's working Lucy's clit lazily, but only because he doesn't want her to come yet. Periodically slipping a finger inside her pussy, pumping and fucking her a few times before playing with her clit, keeping her right on the edge. I can see the shiny, slick wetness from here, a dark wet spot already forming on the bed and she hasn't even come.

She's right where I wanted her. And damn to I want to fuck her. But this feels really good, too. And she likes it. A lot.

She swallows, her words jagged, almost slurred, when she shocks me again. "Will you… will you kiss?"

I tense, but Noah's warm embrace keeps me steady. He asks, "Does that turn you on, Lucy?"

Right. That's why we're doing this. Because Lucy likes it. She nods vigorously.

Turning my head with his opposite hand that's not already wrapped around me, Noah moves to stand to my side. I look into his eyes for the first time tonight. His pupils are blown wide. He's relaxed. And happy. He's also done this before, been with men. I haven't.

I thought I knew everything about sexual intimacy. I realize I don't know shit when his hand comes to my cheek. He doesn't hesitate or draw it out, which I didn't know I needed. Cupping the back of my neck, he kisses me, hard. His tongue slidesagainst mine, and I'm struck by how good it feels. How simple. The roughness of his face, the firm, dexterous, abled way he just handles me.

Jesus, it feels so fucking good. My cock is weeping, I can feel it bobbing between my legs, seeking out a warm home, a touch. Any touch.

I moan into the kiss, and Noah's lips open again, letting me explore. Kissing Lucy is heaven. She's soft and pliable and sweet.

Kissing a man—kissing Noah—is volcanic. It's aggressive and his confidence, the way he handles me… it's better than I ever could have imagined. I don't know how I can go back after this, to not knowing how good he feels.

Eventually he slows the kiss. Stunned, I let him, and turn toward Lucy. Noah whispers in my ear again, so quiet, no one else can hear. "Checkers?"

I shake my head once, then step out of his embrace and toward Lucy.

I had a plan, sort of. A foursome. Some double penetration. Ravaging Lucy's body. Teaching her how to work with us, learning what she likes. All that's gone out the window. I'm driven by feral need.

Burying my face between her legs, I give her one long lick. "Baby, you are fuckingsoaked."

"That was one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life," she tells us. Same, same, girl.

Matty and I catch eyes. He's almost as far gone as me. Somehow Noah's the only one with a solid head on his shoulders. We're all just needy, horny fucks at this point.

Matty and I pick up Lucy. He lies down and I know exactly how he wants her. My buddy loves anal.

She sits back on his chest, facing me. With one hand on her torso, keeping her in place, I curl my fingers into her pussy, gathering her slick fluid. Then, because all hell has apparentlybroken loose, I grip Matty's dick with it, and he grunts in pleasure.

Why do I suddenly want to jack off all my friends? Shaking the desire to keep fisting his length, I grip Lucy's hips and guide his cock in place. Lifting her up, she lowers down on top of him, crying out at the slow intrusion into her ass.

Her lips are parted and red and wet while she whimpers and moans. God, she's the fucking sun. Not just sunshine, she's everything. The warmth. The nurture I didn't know we needed, didn't know we were missing.

She completes us in a way I never thought possible. Capturing her lips, I try to tell her in the kiss what she's grown to mean to me. Her mouth is soft, and I treasure the taste and feel of her tongue.

I nip her lip and chin with my teeth, needing to devour her. She responds with equal fervor, her small hands gripping me, nails clawing at my chest. It's all I can think about now, getting inside her. Kissing Noah lit a fire, and now I'm a fucking backdraft. I'm consumed with them, all of them.

Her small hand grips my length and squeezes before guiding me to her pussy. She's not in control anymore though, so I wrap my hand around her throat, my thumb pressing into her trachea, forcing her back into submission.

Notching the head in at first, I adjust her body as she leans back against Matty. Once she's settled, I push in, all the way, until the three of us can't move any deeper.

I can feel Matty inside her and while he does his best to thrust up, I control the pace. Squeezing her throat tighter, she gasps once for air. Occluding her oxygen, pupils dilated, she has no choice but to take it.

"Remember. Pineapple." I rasps and she nods.

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