She slowly removes her hand, leaving me to the task at hand while she takes more of me between those plush, rosy lips.
I slowly start to move my hand, and it’s strange. I’ve never held a dick that wasn’t my own, and while Mason’s pretty close to me in size, it’s just a little different. He curves slightly to the left.
I expect him to look at me and say something, maybe rib me or tell me I need to work on my technique, but his eyes remain shut, his lips slightly parted and his breath coming fast. “Fuck, Trent,” he groans.
The sound spurs me on, and I keep going, pleased that I’m the one getting that reaction from him now. Not bad for a first-timer.
Lizzy is beginning to work her mouth along the length of my cock, and it feels so good it’s hard to maintain my focus. Her hand works whatever she can’t fit down her throat, at least until she gains a little more confidence and sinks down lower.
I can feel every inch of my shaft enveloped in her warm, wet heat, and I realize she’s deep-throating me, swallowing all of my cock like it’s effortless.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I hear Mason say.
I glance up to see that his eyes are no longer closed. He’s sitting up again, his face still twisted in pleasure as he watches Lizzy blow me.
I grip his dick a little tighter and quicken my thrusts. “Holy shit, yes, oh, fuck,” he groans, “Fuck, you feel so good, Trent.”
Fuck. The noises, the expressions on his face, and the sound of him groaning my name, especially when paired with Lizzy’s oral skills, is all just too fucking much. “Lizzy, I’m gonna cum,” I warn, my breath coming fast as I try to keep myself together.
I give her the opportunity to pull away, but she seems to have no desire to stop, and when I fill her mouth with a massive load, she gamely swallows every drop.
My hand-job kind of wound up on the backburner, and Lizzy takes over while I try to recover from the mind-blowing climax.
My ears are ringing and I can barely feel my limbs, so I’m happy to let her, enjoying the show as she gives Mason a turn with her talented mouth, her tongue flicking out to take a taste of the precum beading at his tip.
I have to hand it to Mason, he was absolutely correct. It’s fucking hot to watch Lizzy suck dick, and it’s just as stirring to watch the other man’s face contort in pleasure.
Even as my shaft is still cooling from the drying traces of Lizzy’s saliva and I’m coming down from the best orgasm of my life, I find myself getting turned on again. Watching them is just so arousing that my cock is already stirring back to rock-hard readiness.
And I just can’t resist; my hand gravitates down towards the throbbing erection and I start to stroke it while I watch Lizzy get Mason deeper and deeper down her throat. His hands tangle in her long blonde curls and she slides up and down along every inch, and I know from experience just how fucking good that mouth feels, her tongue dragging slow along the underside until she reaches the head.
I watch her ass bounce as she moves along his length, still encased in a pair of tight black yoga pants under an oversized t-shirt. That’s no fun. I decide it’s time to make the playing field a bit more level. I get up and move behind her, sliding my fingers under the waistband and skimming the fabric over her body and exposing the bare flesh underneath.
She twitches a little when my fingers brush certain ticklish points, but there’s no protest when I slide both pants and her panties down over the swell of her hips and thighs to reveal the smooth, creamy skin underneath.
I can see the slick wetness on her inner thighs, and my dick throbs in response, practically aching to sink into her soaking wet pussy.
Reluctantly, I do come to my senses somewhat and duck hastily up the stairs, throwing open my nightstand drawer and retrieving a long strip of foil packets.
When I return, they’ve barely noticed my absence. Lizzy is wrapped up in her task, and Mason is lost in pleasure. I rip a packet off the strip and I roll the condom quickly and carefully down my length before getting down onto my knees behind Lizzy.
I reach between her silky-soft thighs, and a mewling whimper escapes her as I slip a finger between her slick folds, exploring until I find that sensitive little bud that makes her cry out.
Mason’s eyes open and he looks down. I continue to tease Lizzy’s clit while she sucks Mason off, and even muffled by the dick in her mouth, her moans are loud enough to echo through the room.
My cock pulses with need and I decide I can’t wait a single second longer. I position myself between her legs and pause for a moment, giving her a moment to stop me if that’s what she wants. But her hips rock back, urging me on, and I make the slow slide into her tight pussy.
Her walls grip me like a vice, and it feels like I’ve reached fucking nirvana when I sink all the way into her. “Oh, fuck,” I groan softly.
“Trent.”
I look up at Mason, and before I know what’s happening, my friend bends down, grabbing the back of my head, and his lips crash against mine.
I’m surprised all over again by the way it feels. Kissing Mason feels good, but even more than that, it feels right. Almost like I’ve finally come home. Both of them are my home.
I reach down and go back to playing with her clit while my hips pump forward and keep driving into her. She shudders and whimpers and I feel her tightening around me. I want to know what it feels like when she cums all over my cock.
I want to feel that tight pussy convulse around me while she shakes and screams in pleasure.