Mason’s lips peel away from mine. His breath is coming faster and faster. “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, Lizzy, yes, fuck,” he groans, his fingers tightening in her hair.
My hips involuntarily pump faster, driven by the arousing sight, and when Mason’s eyes roll back and he lets out a hoarse shout, I thrust forward, driving deep, deep into Lizzy’s cunt and drawing a muffled scream from her lips even as she’s trying to gulp down Mason’s load.
When she lifts her head, I can hear how hard she’s panting. “Please, Trent, don’t stop. I’m so fucking close, please make me cum,” she begs, rocking her hips back against me.
“Just let go, baby,” I coax, slamming into her again and continuing to work my fingers faster and faster on her clit, “Cum for me, cum all over my cock.”
“Oh, just like that,” she whimpers, “Yes, yes, oh, fuck, yes!”
Her moaned words escalate to a shriek of pure pleasure, and I feel the tightening and pulsing of her inner walls around my shaft as the orgasm rips through her.
And her climax is enough to draw another, sudden orgasm out of me, exploding through my body and knocking the fucking wind out of me.
I pour my second load into the condom between us. I’ve never cum twice in a row that fast before, and it’s more intense than I expected it to be. My limbs are numb, and I can see my hands trembling as I pull out and dispose of the condom.
“Wow,” Lizzy mutters, splayed on the couch beside Mason.
He wraps an arm around her, pulling her close, and gestures for me to come join them. I sit on her other side and she snuggles between us. Naked, on our couch.
It was the last thing I expected, but somehow, it just makes sense. It’s like my future is finally in focus, and I can see the three of us rocking on an old front porch somewhere. Together, the way it’s meant to be.