Chapter 22
Silas
Lucy's laughs fade into the background as she processes what we're about to do. Noah, on his phone, follows behind, and I know he's pulling up a video. It's not necessary at this point, but I like the added drama of it. Lucy being embarrassed for asking questions, for being turned on by porn. Noah and I, and now Matty, taking a clinical interest in making sure we teach her how this all fits together. She really is an eager student.
I toss her gently on the bed and she bounces once before I'm climbing on top of her.
"Are you wet, Lucy?" Damn she's so cute. She blushes at my blunt question, but doesn't answer. Gripping her shorts, I tug, pulling them clean off her in one fell swoop. Tossing them, along with her underwear, off to the side, I kneel between her legs and trace a finger along the apex of her thighs. She shivers against my touch and when I open her up, she's wet and glistening. Like a present, just for me. For us.
Noah and Matty walk in behind us and I watch them get undressed out of the corner of my eye. I know how badly she wants me to touch her, to just make her come. But orgasms are easy to come by, especially with the four of us. I want her panting. Begging. So needy, a simple touch will set her on fire from the inside.
"God damn, Lucy. You are, aren't you? So fucking wet for us. Practically dripping. But I think you can give us a little more."
She hums, half paying attention. I slap her pussy gently and she moans, trying to squeeze her legs together, but she can't because I'm holding her open.
"You're not dripping yet. Before you get what you came in here for, I want you so wet there's a fucking puddle on the bed. And I want that before you come."
She tries to rub her legs together again. "Ah ah ah, not yet, Lulu." I reach forward and tug off her shirt and bra so she's splayed completely naked on the bed all by herself, her men waiting patiently to be let into heaven. God damn, it's a good scene.
Noah comes around the side, Matty on the other. He leans in and kisses her nipples, playing with them, one at a time, distracting her, while Noah pulls up a video, holding it out for us to see. Though it's mostly just a mess of bodies, there's double penetration going on, two cocks inside the woman, one in her mouth. But it must be bi-MMFM, because the scene changes and one of the guys comes to stand behind the other, who's balls deep in her pussy, prepared to take his ass. Noah closes the video and drops his phone on the dresser before it happens. Lucy's turned the fuck on, though. While Matty sucks on her nipples, her hand slips between her legs.
I snatch it before she can touch herself. "Bad, Lucy," I tease, then slap her pussy again. She whimpers in response. "Noah, hold her wrist. Matty—"
He grabs her right wrist and holds it in place before I even finish. Perfect.
"Have you ever taken two cocks at once, Lucy?"
She gives me a funny look and nods, "The other day, we…"
"Ahh. No, not like that. I mean, one in your pussy, one in your ass?" I know she hasn't, but I still want her to say it.
She looks at Mateo, who only smirks without answering for her. She admits, "Umm, no. But Mateo… he… he used a toy…"
Judging by the look on his face, he's remembering the night fondly. I take that to mean we're good to continue. Lucy tries to wiggle her legs closer together, desperate for friction, while she loses track of her words, even though I have them pinned down. She's ready. But fuck, I want her aching .
I climb off the bed and grip the bottom of my shirt, but Lucy stops me. "Wait. Can they…" Then the horny fog clears and she shakes her head. "Sorry, n-nevermind. I want to see you."
Giving her a pointed look, I tilt my head. "Tell me what you were going to say."
"No, it's stupid. And weird. I don't want to—"
"Lucy, nothing in this room is stupid or weird. We want you to explore your interests. What were you going to ask?"
She chews on her lip like she does when she's trying to hold in her words. "Umm… it's just… Can I watch them take off your clothes? But you don't have to. They don't have to. That's weird. And you probably think that's so awkward. Nevermind." She's waking up from her aching, needy, turned on state, and it's pissing me off.
"You want to watch them take my clothes off?" I clarify, trying to see it from her perspective. I glance at Noah who's giving me a calculated look. Then I look at Matty who's staring down at Lucy in awe. Well, he's useless. I look back at Noah, and there's that thread again. He's staring at me, like he does. But it feels different. Like he wants to do this. For Lucy, I remind myself.
"Is it alright if Noah does it?" I ask Lucy.
She looks at Noah, who's still staring at me. She slowly grins, then says clearly, "Yes."
Matty pushes her up then climbs behind her so she's settled in his arms. Noah walks over to me without any hesitation, and I feel a little strange. Not bad, just… strange. Like I'm losing control of the scene. How did she gain control again?
Right. She's Lucy. And what Lucy wants… So, I smirk at Noah, trying to break the tension. "Gonna take my clothes off for me? Give our girl a show?"
He looks feral and it takes me a second to process what's happening. He comes to stand behind me, fingertips dipping under my shirt, before he slowly lifts. I raise my arms while he tugs the shirt off. His hands come to my waist and I tense for a second before relaxing. His hands feel warm and strong. They span across my waistline, and I have to remind myself, he's giving Lucy a show. This is for her benefit.
Why does this feel so good?
Lucy's eyes are half-shuttered and Matty's given up all pretense of making her wait. He's slowly circling her clit, and they both watch us like it's the best thing they've ever seen. I don't know what's going on or how this got away from me so fast.
Letting out a ragged breath, I try to relax when Noah's hands slide forward. I feel the strong plane of his chest press against my naked back and his hands sneak forward, undoing the button of my pants.
I'm so fucking hard I think I could come.
What the fuck is happening?
His hands deftly work my zipper, and he's careful to move around my hardened dark as it presses against my pants urgently. With surprising gentleness and confident maneuvering, he tugs on my pants, pulling them all the way down. I have to swallow down the hard rock in my throat. I'm nervous. I'm never fucking nervous.
I wonder if Lucy knew what she was doing when she asked for this. I sure as fuck didn't.
I step out of my pants and, prolonging the show, Noah's fingers slip into my boxers near my hips. His warm breath ghosts over my neck, causing goosebumps to erupt, a shiver wracking through my whole body.
"You good?" He asks, so quietly, I don't think anyone else heard him.
In an attempt to regain control, I stand a little taller. "I'm great, man," I say with confidence I don't feel. Maybe my voice shakes. Maybe Noah knows me too well, because he whispers again, "You're safeword is Checkers, remember? Use it if you need it."
I don't need the reminder of what my safeword is. Hell, maybe I do, I've never used it before. But we all know each others, we all have limits, even if we've never come close to crossing them. I'm not sure why he thinks I might need it now. Noah knows something I don't. Like he and Lucy are in on it, she moans, cupping her hands over Matty's as he teases her clit.
"You two are so fucking sexy," she pants. "You look so good together."
What does she mean by that, exactly? I don't have time to overthink it, because Noah slides my boxers down, taking unnecessary care to lift them away from my cock, then pushes them down my legs. At my feet, he taps one leg at a time, and I lift, so he can pull the material and my socks away, tossing them aside.
So, that happened.
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 slides against 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 fucking soaked ."
"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 apparently broken 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.
It feels good to have the control back, like I'm stable again, and thinking clearly.
My hips thrust forward, and I feel like my heart is cracking and reforming. Like everything in my life is realigning. Lucy's pussy squeezes me so tight, and being inside her is a lesson in humility. She clings to me and each time I pull out then thrust forward, filling her up, she cries out, whispering my name, Matty's name, crying at the intensity of it all. And all I can think is, I've got you. I'm yours. I'm fucking yours.
A hand touches my back, and rather than startling me, a new sense of excitement blooms in my chest. I don't try to put a name to it, but I don't tense or overthink it when Noah's hand slips between Lucy and me, fingers deftly sneaking lower to where our bodies meet and he works her clit. She cries out and squeezes me tighter, and I didn't know it was possible.
Aching pleasure feeds every cell in my body, every nerve ending alight. His fingers work her faster and she suddenly tenses and bucks, then screams out her first orgasm. Her pussy chokes my cock and as I thrust at a punishing pace, her channel contracts, and a warm gush of fluid surrounds my cock.
Matty grunts, lost in receiving pleasure. Her first orgasm squeezed me so tight it pulled my orgasm close to the surface. I'm rutting at this point, deliriously chasing the high.
But then Noah stands behind me. I tense, ready for whatever comes, even if I'm a little nervous. His wet fingers from playing with Lucy slide down my back, between my crack. I've had my asshole fingered before, and I am a fan.
But this is different. It feels different. He pushes one finger in, and I can't help it, I swear and cry out. Fuck that feels so good.
He's not gentle. He pumps in and out, trying to milk my prostate while I'm fucking Lucy. His other hand cups my balls and it's all over. I'm in no way prepared to edge myself when everything feels this fucking good.
Noah fucks my tight ass with his fingers, while I fuck Lucy's tight pussy, and with one more gentle massage of my balls, I'm roaring. I come so hard, I swear I lose consciousness. Bucking wildly, Lucy screams, coming again with me. Her cries disappear into my mouth when I claim her for a kiss, and we share this moment together, this unbelievable pleasure I didn't know was possible.
We kiss until we come down, but Matty doesn't give her a reprieve. I pull out and on shaky legs, stumble to the edge of the bed and watch him lift her up, bend her over onto her hands and knees, and pound into her ass. He comes a moment later, the orgasm aftershocks making him twitch toward the end.
What. The. Fuck.
Matty falls back, out of breath, and I expect Lucy to be as brain dead as us, but she's crawling toward Noah with a ravenous look in her eyes. She looks motherfucking feral.
He's fisting his length. She growls, "Get over here and fuck me, Noah."
His expression twists. "It's been a lot, Lu. We should give your body a rest."
Like he didn't even speak, she grabs his cock like a fucking handle. I don't know how gentle she's being, but to protect his asset, he quickly complies, crawling on top of her.
Instead of thrusting into her, he flips her over and thrusts into her pussy from behind.
They both groan, and he begins fucking her, hard. I can't help it. After everything, after the kiss, I watch his body move. I imagine doing that to him, like the guy in the video, taking his ass while he fucks our girl.
He doesn't draw it out, they're both too high on the pheromones or whatever it is that possessed us tonight. He slaps her ass, hard, a red hand print blooming on her ass cheek. She grunts with each slap, then they come together, and like the other night, they collapse in each other's arms. It's sweet. And beautiful.
Unlike the other night, though, this time I don't even question it, I give in to the desire to take care of them both. I'll leave the after care to Noah, but I'll get the bath ready for them both.
I hop in the shower while the tub is running. Matty joins me in the bathroom a minute later, stark naked, a sheen of sweat still covering his skin.
"That was… new…" He comments. He doesn't look at me, so I don't feel pressured to give a response. We trade places while he climbs into the shower. I pour bath oils into the water, and let Noah take Lucy into the bathroom.
He's besotted as he carries her. Like she's the precious glue that fills in all our cracks and keeps us together. Knowing she'll be cherished and cared for—another benefit of our relationship, because I trust my friends to take care of her—I head into the kitchen to pour four glasses of wine. It's still early, and one thing I'm not planning on doing tonight is hiding away after whatever just happened, so I guess we'll watch another movie. Best we skip the porn this time, though.