Elle Thorpe

Lacey fell to her knees and worked the buttons on my jeans. I glanced down at her, but then Banjo was kissing me again, and I fell into his touch, kissing him back just as hard, our mouths moving in slow, slick slides that had my balls aching.

I dug my fingers into her hips, withdrew from her body, and then slammed back home, groaning at the tight warmth that enveloped me. She rocked back, mewling with each thrust of my hips stretching her wide.

Beneath us, Banjo shifted down toward me, and Lacey’s howl of delight told me he’d moved his mouth to her clit. I slid out of her entirely, and for one hot moment, watched from above as my best friend tongued her. My gaze rolled down his body, over his abs to his cock, now fully erect again. He stroked himself slowly while devouring Lacey.

Pre-cum wept from my tip, my balls tightening with the need to come. I’d never seen anything so hot in my life. This was better than any porn I’d ever watched. Better than anything I could have dreamed up in my head. Lacey looked back over her shoulder at me, and the desperation in her eyes told me everything I needed to know. She was right there, verging on the edge of a powerful orgasm, and I was driving her wild by delaying it.

I pushed back inside, and she cried out her release, shouting my name and then Banjo’s. Her pussy clenched down on me so hard I nearly passed out.

Banjo’s hand wandered from his cock to my balls, and though it startled me at first, the rush of sensation it sent cascading over me was like nothing else.

“Fuck!” I bit out, slamming into Lacey’s tight heat once more.

Banjo squeezed my balls, and it was all freaking over. I shuddered, pulsing inside Lacey’s body, torturing myself in the very best way, pumping in and out, her body dragging out my orgasm until I couldn’t handle another moment. I froze, still inside her, unable to move while we rode out our pleasure together. Banjo’s groan as he came again mingled with our chorus of pleasure.

Eventually, I pulled out and lifted Lacey’s boneless body to stand. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, and her head flopped back on my shoulder.

“I’m so done,” she murmured. “I think I saw Jesus.”

Banjo sprawled back on the floor, gazing up at us with a cocky smile. My eyes met his, and we both grinned.

“Good?” he asked.

I chuckled at the smug prick. He knew very well how good it was. “Anytime you want to grab my balls, Banjo, go right the fuck ahead.”

Lacey giggled, and I kissed her neck before walking her in the direction of the bathroom. I held a hand out to Banjo as we passed and dragged him along with us.

In a tangle of naked bodies and wet kisses, the three of us fell into the shower. And didn’t come out for a very long time.

When it had first happened, I’d gone downstairs and slammed through the doorway, demanding to know what was going on.

She’d taken one look at me and clammed right up. It had been Mom who’d finally gotten the truth from her.

I’d lost it completely when she’d filled me in