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I can’t believe this is actually happening.
This is the last situation I ever expected to find myself in, but here it is: Tyler is plowing me, and he looks over and sees that King is there too.
There is barely any light in this room, just enough to see the girl riding King, stripping off her clothes as he rips off his shirt.
The two of them are kissing as if they don’t even see me and Ty. They’re only seven inches away from us.
She leans forward, her breasts much larger than mine, kissing King deeply.
He grabs her hips as she slides onto him, making loud, wet noises. For a minute it actually scares me.
I thought the woman was Gina, but she just has tits that look similar to hers. This random, big-tittied girl is slamming her pussy down onto King as he thrusts up to meet her, moaning as he stares at her.
Ty instantly gets harder at the sight. He looks down at me and starts laughing.
I can’t believe this is fucking happening. King and I are side-by-side. I’m literally right there to his left; his shoulder is basically touching mine now as this woman rides him, making the bed rock violently. Both of us are getting fucked side-by-side, his woman on top of him, Ty on top of me.
For all I know, she might be an ex-girlfriend of his too.
King doesn’t even see me.
All I can do is look at him.
Tyler doesn’t seem to mind; in fact, he seems to be in a competition, fucking me harder to show off, making me scream. But it is so fucking hot watching King’s face in pleasure and joy as he looks at this girl’s body.
He never looks over at me.
The girl looks over and reaches toward Tyler, kissing him while she’s still fucking King. Then, she playfully laughs and shoves Ty’s face with her hand. Her right hand moves over and touches my right breast, kneading it, her thumb rolling over my nipple.
What the fuck?!!!
It feels so good. King looks at her hand and then looks at my breasts. That’s when his eyes finally look over at me, but it’s dark; I know he can’t really make me out since my skin is darker.
"King," I whisper, as quiet as I can.
King just moans and looks back at the woman on top of him. I don't think he knows it's me. I think he’s so high or drunk out of his mind that this is all just a dream to him.
As the girl fucks him faster, Tyler fucks me faster, watching the both of them, his dick throbbing more and more as he gets harder.
It feels good, and all I can see is the profile of King's face, barely lit in the dark, his eyes glistening.
His mouth is open and he's sweating the faster he thrusts his hips up to the woman.
She starts to come, and Ty apparently can’t hold off anymore when he hears her starting to scream.
He comes hard inside me. King keeps fucking the woman and her whole body shakes, the orgasm holding her captive.
King keeps thrusting, not saying a word, just panting and gasping.
Then he starts to whimper. I can tell what that means.
I've been with him before. I've heard that same sound when he’s about to bust.
I don’t know what comes over me, but I reach my right hand over to stroke his hair back from his face. His eyes flutter for a second, probably not even realizing it's my hand petting him as Ty continues fucking me, probably going for a second round.
My hand slides across King’s face like a cloth, and my middle finger ends up over his mouth.
He sucks it lightly.
I stick it down his throat, causing him to gag a little. He sucks my finger and his tongue oscillates, moving around my fingertip and wetting it as he continues sucking, moaning into my hand.
I can feel the vibration radiating up my arm. Then my orgasm comes, and so does King's.
We come at the same time. King arches his body, coming hard, his eyes fluttering closed with my finger still in his mouth.
I can't believe this is actually happening.
Ty comes again shortly after. The girl is happy, still riding King as he lies there spent. He starts laughing, just laughing over and over.
"Smuk lille luder," King mutters in a daze to the woman.
I have no idea what the hell he's saying. He laughs and slaps the woman's ass, pulling her in to kiss her. Then he rolls her over so she’s on her back now, almost crushing me and Tyler, who have to move out of the way. I thought the man was tired, but then he gets on his knees, pulling the woman’s hips forward.
While he's sitting back on his knees, holding her like a wheelbarrow, he plows into her some more, her huge tits rippling with the impact, King laughing in that sexy breathless way as if he has no intention of stopping.
Me and Tyler just stare at them. Then Tyler looks at me. He shakes his head, smiling.
"Good luck with that," Tyler says, getting up to find the pants he kicked off.
He puts on his clothes and leaves the bedroom. I fix my clothes too, just staring at King. I want to say something to him, but I don't know what to say. It’s too awkward.
Do I pull him off the woman to try and get through to him, or do I wait for him to be done? I decide to stay in the building so I can catch him whenever he decides to stop and leave.
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