Page 59 of The Boys Next Door

Then the sound of tearing fabric ripped through the air and Ian’s hands knocked against her thighs, opening them wide. Her head jerked up just in time to see scraps of black lace — what was left of her panties — flying off the bed.

“Ian!” she shrieked.

“Whoops,” he muttered. His voice was barely recognizable, soaked in lust. Fingers dove into her warm crevice, spreading her pussy. She couldn’t help but cry out. Jesus, everyone in the room could see Ian stroking her most intimate parts. “So fucking wet,” he grunted. Her soaked cunt spasmed around sudden fullness.

Oh God, everything was warm and spinning, and where was she?

“You are, aren’t you?” Brendan murmured. “You’re so wet, Di.” He pulled her even tighter against him and nibbled on her neck.Her whole body trembled under his hands, her pussy quivering around Ian’s fingers penetrating her deeply.“This is really turning you on. I think this is just what you need.”

His voice was so understanding that Diana could only moan. She couldn’t help it — her legs spread wider to Ian’s insistent fingers sliding in and out of her dripping pussy, her mouth opened eagerly to the girl bending over her again, red curls drowning her, and she was reaching for the other girl’s pert breasts, long brown hair tickling her fingers, gasping with surprise and pleasure at the soft weight in her hands and the sexy little nipples pressing into her palms.

“Please,” she moaned into the redhead’s warm mouth. Perfume wrapped around her, sweat and male musk and the scent of sex. She wanted it all.

“How’d you get both of them?” the redhead murmured between kisses. “How long has this been going on?”

“Awhile,” Diana giggled. “I mean, not very long like this, but we’ve known each other forever—“

“Lucky you.”

“She’s right, Di.” Brendan’s low voice tickled her ear. “Remember how I told you you’d be able to do anything you want? A couple years back?”

“Yes,” she gasped, before the redhead pulled her impatiently back into the kiss.

“See how I’m right?” His tongue stroked her earlobe. She gasped again, her pussy tightening around Ian’s fingers and tightening again at his low grunt of desire.

“Mm-hmmm.” It came out a moan. “‘Cause Brendan’s always right.”

He laughed. “Just happens that way.”

Suddenly her mouth met only air and something was happening between her legs. She heard Ian’s voice, teasing and husky: “Oh yeah, I bet you do. What do you say?” and a throaty “please?” in response. What the hell was going on? If that girl had her hands on Ian —

But just as Diana started to bolt upright, a soft tongue met her dripping pussy.

Oh. Oh. God. The girl’s head nestled between Diana’s legs, red curls tickling her skin, licking and sucking her clit so gently that Diana squeezed with her creamy thighs, involuntarily moaning out loud. Her head rolled back and to the side. Her hips bucked, just as hands tangled in her hair.

“That’s it, baby,” Brendan said soothingly from behind her. Diana moaned again, softly. He was cradling her head in his lap now, just like he had when Ian had taken her virginity, massaging a full breast with one hand and rubbing his thumb over her neck in teasing circles with the other. “Doesn’t that feel so good?”

“Yes,” she whispered. His hard cock pressed against her cheek. More and more juice trickled from her pussy under the girl’s teasing tongue. Her fingers just had to experiment with the little pebble of a nipple in her hand, rolling it gently, then pinching it harder as feminine moans turned into hisses and long brown hair brushed her arm.

Diana tried to close her thighs around the girl’s head, squirming against the intense sensations swirling through her swollen cunt. But big hands grasped her thighs, squeezing the soft skin, and pressed them against the mattress, opening her silky pussy completely to the tongue flickering over her tight opening. She gasped, but she couldn’t move.

“Fuck, yeah,” came a deep growl. “Lick her hot little pussy. Make her come.”

Ian. Ian was holding her open to that soft mouth, and the girl was licking her juicy folds faster, following his instructions. Hearing Ian tell this girl what to do — to her — sent a fresh gush of juice from Diana’s pussy.

And Brendan was whispering from above, “You’re going to like them too, Di.”

She could only moan as the girl’s agile tongue swirled over her swollen lips, lapping up her cream and probing firmly at her tight entrance. While her left hand played over luscious tits, her right hand met a sweaty muscled chest, traveled down hard abs, and grasped Ian’s cock. Hot flesh filled her hand. Ian’s low sounds of need filled her ears as she moved her fingers over his thick shaft. But she couldn’t see him, because Brendan was easing her head onto the rumpled sheets, moving around, straddling her chest.

“Brendan,” she managed beseechingly, looking up at him. His dimples flashed.

“I know, sweetness,” he murmured. “You need something in your mouth, don’t you?” He slipped two big fingers between her lips, and she sucked on them eagerly. His other hand reached into his boxers. “I know you like that when someone’s taking care of your pussy.”

Oh my god, she thought, as Brendan freed his cock and rubbed its satiny warmth over her mouth. This was insane. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t even be a fantasy, because none of her fantasies had ever gone this far. Like she was in a dream, she opened her mouth to suck on Brendan’s engorged head. His sigh of pleasure went right through her to her toes.

“Finger that sweet cunt.” Ian’s low grunt drove a shudder down Diana’s body. God, this was beyond dirty…and beyond hot… “She loves that. She needs to be fucked.”

When slim fingers probed her tight entrance, massaging a spot a few inches up with surprising firmness, Diana began bucking her hips — or tried to. A solid arm pushed against one of her thighs. A hand squeezed the other. Ian was holding her down, and oh God, she just knew he was watching the girl’s full lips, hot tongue, and soft fingers play over her soaked and exposed pussy, drinking in the view. This was…so right. She began to moan around Brendan’s cock, panting for breath in short bursts.

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