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In front of me, the muscles in her stomach vibrated, and I watched her hips rise to meet Rick’s thrusts. Her screams were muffled by my breasts. Her fingers dug into my back where she used me as a brace to arch into her orgasm. I couldn’t believe that all those nights when I’d fondled myself and imagined being closer to them were now reality. Lisa’s pleasure spread through my skin, so that I knew when she was coming, coming so long and loud that she was taking me with her, and this time, I was on their side of the wall, in their bed, part of their heat.

Readers, have you ever been too excited to breathe? I must have been gasping when Rick’s hand—maybe it was Lisa’s; therewere a lot of hands, all good, all over my breasts, my shoulders, my body—tugged my head away from Lisa’s skin, that delicious smooth expanse where I’d been spreading openmouthed kisses and watching her take Rick’s cock. The yank on my scalp made me gasp, and suddenly, I knew that I wanted them to take charge of my pleasure. That was what these weeks of eavesdropping had meant. In front of my face, Rick’s dick, still erect and covered with Lisa’s juices, stood out from a thatch of dark hair, so close that I wanted to lick his length and see how far down my throat he could push, bury my face right there and become a part of their lives. Their scent was wrapped all around me, but I wanted my scent to be on them. I wanted to move with them instead of next to them.

But I stayed frozen. I wanted one of them to tell me what to do, show me that they wanted me as much as I wanted Rick’s cock, Lisa’s fingers, Lisa’s mouth, Rick’s control. I wanted. How I wanted.

So I waited.

They seemed to understand, because Lisa ordered me to suck his cock, in those exact words. “Suck Rick’s cock, Pammie,” she said. When I loosened my jaw, he filled my mouth, still so hard. “Suck it deeper, Pam, deeper.” I’d never had that particular taste, a man and a woman, in my mouth at the same time. I had licked Lisa’s clit up and down that one afternoon on the rooftop, a memory filled with the mix of rum, sunshine, and pussy, but this time, Lisa’s taste partnered with the harder, shale flavor of Rick. I couldn’t get enough. I crawled along Lisa’s body to get closer to his cocksicle, spreading my legs to either side of Lisa’s ribs and wiggling forward on my knees. Lisa grabbed my hips, pulling me lower, and then I felt her mouth on my pussy.

She knew exactly how and where to give me attention. Her fingers weren’t thick or long, but the edge of her nail drew a fine line up—or was it down? I was all turned around with my faceon Rick’s dick and my pussy at Lisa’s face—the slick edge of my opening, making my belly quiver. “Her pussy’s so sweet, Rick.”

When she touched my little button, barely flicking with one of her nails, I almost jumped.

“So pretty. Pretty little pussy. You should taste her.”

“Next time.” He thrust deeper into my mouth. I didn’t know I could take more until he said there would be a next time, which seemed to expand me. “Her mouth is good. Real good.”

I can’t describe what she did, what we did, except in flashes. Her tongue pushed and whipped at me while all I could do was chuff around Rick’s cock and keep rocking myself closer and closer to Lisa’s mouth. I wanted to pull on Rick, grab his balls while I pushed myself at Lisa’s face, but I’d grown weak-elbowed. My shoulders were shaking. I needed both hands to support myself. I could feel the tension spreading, the release coming. I tried to stop it, to make it hold off so I could have more of this moment, more of them. Then I broke, and opened my mouth to shout, more like sounds than words, as Rick pulled my head away from his cock. I lost it, gulping air as fast as I could and fisting the sheets while I collapsed onto Lisa’s body. My head bonked into Rick’s thighs, and I fell to pieces around my best friend and her boyfriend.

I was finding it hard to believe we weren’t in heaven. I’d come so gloriously that someone needed to gather my pieces.

“You ladies are the picture I’m gonna die with.” Rick’s hoarse voice pulled my eyes open. His cock looked like a steel girder jutting above my face. “Move your ass around next to hers.” He slapped my buttocks, the sting so energizing that I flipped and rolled so that Lisa and I ended up half turned, an arm resting across each other’s waists and our sensitive, swollen breasts pressed together. Her nipples burned my skin the way I assumed mine branded hers. I wanted to kiss her, to swirl our tonguestogether and keep the circle going from her to Rick to me back to her and then back to me. To be linked.

Because she turned her head to look at Rick, I did too. He’d gripped his penis in one of his massive bricklayer’s hands. He watched us, the whole time twisting and pulling on his shaft, hiding the opening with his fist and then pounding away to show the wide, smooth head. “You two gonna feel each other?”

The muscles of his thighs stood out like the columns on City Hall, while his hand went faster and faster, slapping into his groin, then jerking away from his body like he wanted to throw down. His gestures were almost violent. I didn’t think I could breathe.

He squinted, and his lips stretched so tight that I could see his tongue pushing against the back of his teeth. “Give me a show.”

Did he mean me? Take Lisa’s breasts in my mouth again? My body wanted to obey, but I couldn’t take my eyes off how his fist worked, alternating between exposing his cock, then covering it. I’d never watched a man jerk off. His balls bounced, and the way his stomach muscles jumped with his movements made my own stomach tense.

“Lisa.” My friend’s name came out of Rick like a lash. “Pull her nipples.”

Her fingers followed his order.

I hadn’t expected to immediately want more, but my body was greedier than I’d anticipated, becoming even further tangled with hers from our ankles to our hair. When early drops of his cream disappeared in his fist, I thought,I know what that tastes like.And it was very good. But seeing his hand squeeze and work his cock while Lisa’s mouth and hands sent a second surge through my body made me feel woozy, almost drunk. I looked at her instead.

The sounds of his slapping hand and heavy breathing gave Lisa’s and my hips a rhythm to mimic. Her stomach pressed tomine while I arched toward her. I felt our bushes tangle, then a little tug when we pulled our sticky bodies apart. When Lisa licked her fingers, I followed her lead, and then we both twirled that wetness on the other’s nipples.

I wanted her. I wanted Rick too. And after tonight, I knew they wanted me.

“That’s it, that’s it.” On his knees above us, Rick worked his cock. “Gonna jizz all over those tits.” His hand slammed and pulled at himself so fiercely, I knew my hand couldn’t do that. “Gonna stripe you.”

In bed, Rick was that kind of guy, dirty talk and sweaty effort, and I’d never guessed how hot screwing a man like that could be.

“Girl on girl. Fuck, can’t even pay for this.”

Lisa and I didn’t need to be urged to jam our lips together and ride our wet pussies on each other’s thighs, but knowing that he watched drove me harder. Lisa too. Her tongue fought with mine, diving mouth to mouth until I don’t think either of us could breathe.

“Fuck!” Rick shouted an instant before he pearled our breasts, the glistening liquid marking across our curves.

My hands swirled the sap around Lisa’s smooth skin, spreading it from her chest to mine, and from mine to hers. His cum was like glue sticking our breasts and hands to each other’s bodies. When his weight crushed into both of us, our hands were trapped at each other’s breasts, only fingers and lungs able to move under the man blanketing us. I felt other fingers sink into my slick pussy, and knew they were Rick’s, finally. His ridged man knuckles rubbed my sensitized edges so differently from the feel of Lisa’s fingers. When she moaned against my cheek, I knew he must have a hand deep in each of us, fingering her, fingering me, linking us with every push and grind of his palm.

Then Lisa twisted to fasten her teeth on my neck, and with that one quick little bite, I climaxed again, so fast I don’t know what Iscreamed, but the stars that rolled through me must have taken the shape of my voice. Rick kept doing us both, we were all one knot, one tangle of moaning sweating humping wet hot need.

Afterward, Rick and Lisa nestled on either side of me. She stroked my hair away from my face while he fondled my sensitive breasts and told me that my boobs were big bouncers. While it’s true that my breasts are bigger than Lisa’s, his way with words was not as advanced as the miracles he could perform with his hands.

I didn’t know whether to thank them and excuse myself, stay in the bed, or what, so I closed my eyes. I slept until Lisa heard my alarm coming from my room and prodded me awake. Rick was gone to his job, and I grabbed my shirt (I didn’t even try to find my panties). When I reached the door, Lisa muttered something that might have been, “See you tonight.”

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