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“Oh fuck,” she hissed, her other hand sliding across her bare stomach. “Yes, I want that.”

Without thinking about it, I pulled myself up off the sofa. Theia didn’t stop watching the scene, but I knew she was wondering what I was doing. I walked around the sofa and knelt behind her. I leaned over the back, my hands on either side of her, and placed my mouth next to her ear. Now I could see what everyone was doing without having to turn my head.

“Move your other hand lower and slide it under your clothes.”

She did as she was told, sliding her fingers under the waistband of her shorts.

“Touch yourself, Theia,” I whispered, “I want to watch you.”

Her exhale was mixed with a slight whining noise as her fingers came into contact with her pussy. She rubbed herself, letting out more quiet noises of pleasure.

“That’s it. Show me what this is doing to you. Show me your fingers.”

She dragged her hand out and brought it up. The way they glistened slightly with her arousal made me swallow.

“Take them off.”

“My… my clothes?”

“Yes.”

She hesitated, her chest stuttering slightly.

“You want to be on display for me, don’t you? You want to be my good girl and show me how you pleasure yourself. Unless you want to be something else, hmm? What’s the word I’m looking for, Theia?”

The way she squirmed had me wrapping my hands around the back of the sofa. This overwhelming urge to take over and touch her myself was making me a little crazy, but I would stay in control. I had to. Didn’t matter if it was the first time in my life I’d ever wanted someone the way I wanted her. Not even my teenage self had felt desire for my friend the way I felt for Theia. This was for her. All of it. She deserved to know what it was like to have someone make it about her pleasure. Her desires.

“I want to be… to be…”

“Yes?”

“Your good little slut,” she whispered.

Whatever she wanted me to call her, I would. And to be quite honest, hearing her tell me what she wanted to be for me was far more arousing than I’d counted on.

“Then you should do as you’re told.”

Her fingers went to the buttons of her shorts. She flicked them open before tugging them and her underwear down her hips. It had been a long time since I’d seen a woman half-naked. And none of them had made my mouth water the way Theia did when she discarded her clothes next to her before spreading her legs.

In the room in front of us, he’d gone from eating her out to sitting up against the headboard and having her ride him. They’d angled themselves so Theia and I had a perfect view of the way he was sliding in and out of her.

“I want you to fuck yourself the way she’s fucking him.”

Theia shifted before running her hand down between her legs. Then she was sliding two fingers inside her. She moaned as she began to fuck herself on them, her palm rubbing up against her clit with her movement.

“That’s right, look at you on display for me. Does that feel good, Theia?”

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“Mmm, I bet it does. You’re being such a good little slut.”

Her moan and the way her back arched had me swallowing back the saliva pooling in my mouth.

“Show me your breasts,” I murmured.

Theia pulled the cups of her bra down with one hand, exposing her nipples to the air. They were hard points on her chest.

“Pinch your nipple.”

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