I fling the door to the basement open and stumble down the stairs, willing my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. I am going to kill her…if I can ever fucking find her.
This is fucking classic Carly, dragging me to some random fucking frat party and then abandoning me for the first hot guy she sees. I want to get out of here and get back to our apartment, but she’s my ride and if she’s planning on staying the least she can do is let me borrow the car to get home. I’ll pick her up in the morning, I don’t fucking care.
My thoughts are going a mile a minute, fuelling my rage as I fumble down the hallway trying to find a light switch. Through the loud music blasting upstairs I can hear faint moaning sounds coming from somewhere and I follow the noise, sure that it’s Carly hooking up with that guy…Zach I think she said. I don’t care I just need to find her purse to get the car keys. I finally locate the source of the noise as I reach the entrance to a large room at the end of the hall.
It’s one of those 90’s style rec rooms; just one big open space, the size of multiple rooms in one, with wood panelling covering all four walls. There’s a fully stocked bar in one corner with a couch and love seat in front of the bar, angled toward a TV console to my left. My eyes continue scanning the room and I spot movement in the far right corner of the room. It’s darker over there so I didn’t notice at first, but I spot a futon style couch pressed against the wall and a blanket draped haphazardly over two people who definitely aren’t sleeping.
‘Bingo’ I think as I try to locate Carly’s purse, hopefully I can grab it without…disturbing them. The noises get louder as the blanket moves with more force, I can see Carly’s blonde hair poking out from under the covers. The moonlight filtering in from a large window illuminates the room in a soft glow and my eyes finally adjust. Eventually I see her purse, tossed a few feet away from the futon.
I start to step toward it when suddenly the blanket flies to the ground as the guy flips Carly onto her back, balls-deep and going to town. I stop, frozen in shock at the sight before me. My mind finally catches up and I quickly duck off to the side, partially hidden behind the large couch. Heat rushes to my cheeks as I watch the scene in front of me. Carly and I are best friends, but we’re not “watch-each-other-have-sex” best friends. I feel guilty for intruding but I’m stranded, I just need to get her keys and get the hell out of here.
I try to come up with a plan of how to sneak over there without being seen, but the sex is so…distracting. I’m trying not to stare, but I must not have noticed how hot this guy was before, now I get why Carly was so into him. I watch as he pounds his cock into her, grunting with the force, his large, muscular arms wrapped around her thighs, lifting her hips off the couch slightly for leverage. He’s resting on his knees, giving me a perfect view of his chiseled abs and broad chest, the light sheen of sweat coating his body is just…wow. Despite myself, my pussy throbs and I feel a wet spot forming in my panties.
I shake my head to snap myself out of it, okay this is getting creepy. I can’t get the keys without being seen, I’ll have to accept defeat and see if I can bum a ride from someone else. I turn to sneak out the door when a loud moan startles me, I automatically turn my head back at the sound.
“Who’s pussy is this?” He growls.
“It’s yours! Alllll yours” Carly whimpers. Her voice brings my attention to her for the first time and I’m mesmerized as I stare at her body.
Her legs are wrapped around his waist, her ass lifted a few inches off the couch. I know what her body looks like, we’ve been roommates for 4 years now, but the way her tits are bouncing back and forth in time with his thrusts is so…hot. I’ve never been into girls, but I can’t deny how sexy the two of them are together, it’s like a live-action porn.
I know I should leave but my feet seem to be planted firmly in place, my eyes glued to the writhing bodies in front of me. My pulse quickens as I continue to watch them, he suddenly pulls out and drops to his elbows between her legs, immediately pressing his face into her pussy. She cries out in pleasure and I feel my pussy throb with need, wetness pooling in my panties as though his lips were on me instead.
My mouth goes dry as my breath gets heavier, unable to pretend that I’m not insanely turned. I kneel down beside the couch, able to see them from around the armrest, but still mostly hidden from view. I squeeze my thighs together trying to relieve some of the ache. He’s still going down on her with enthusiasm, drawing moan after moan from her. He reaches a hand up and squeezes her breast, my hand automatically moves to my own chest, hovering an inch away from my body.
I…I can’t actually touch myself right now, that’s… fucked up. I tell myself this but I don’t move my hand away, I continue watching him massage her tits, imagining his hands on me. When he twists her nipple between his fingers I don’t have time to stop myself, my hand slips under my shirt and pinches my nipple the same way. A quiet moan escapes me and my other hand slams over my mouth. My heart stops as I wait to see if they heard me, but luckily the music from upstairs mixed with their own noises seemed to drown it out.
I really shouldn’t keep watching but I can’t stop, my hand continues to massage my tit, pinching and tugging on my nipple as I squeeze my thighs together, rocking back and forth on my heels. Carly is writhing on the couch, crying out in pure ecstasy as he brings her closer and closer to orgasm.
In time with them, I feel my breath increase, my heart pounding in my chest, the ache in my pussy becoming painful. My hand moves on its own and slides down to my legs, gripping my thigh hard enough to leave marks, desperately trying to keep it from moving over a few inches to relieve that throbbing need.
“You like what you see?” A deep voice whispers in my ear and I nearly jump out of my skin. Luckily, my hand that’s still covering my mouth muffled my loud gasp as I turn to see Ethan kneeling behind me, a shit-eating grin on his face.
Fuck. I didn’t know Ethan was going to be here tonight. He’s just a friend from school, though we have had a few drunken hook-ups here and there. I’m not interested in him romantically but he’s a pretty good lay. My cheeks flush as I die of embarrassment at being caught watching my friend having sex! The sound of Carly’s orgasm fills the room around us, I’m still just staring at him, eyes wide with my hand clasped tightly over my mouth.
He holds my gaze and slowly lowers my hand from my face, the teasing look completely gone as he stares at me intently, a tension building between us.
“I like it too” he breathes, before sealing his lips over my mine. The relief from the contact is overwhelming. I immediately part my lips and deepen the kiss, unable to stop the moan that gets lost in his mouth. He suddenly pulls away and turns my head back to the other couch. I’m once again mesmerized as Zach flips Carly onto her stomach before pulling her up onto all fours. I bite my lip as I watch him line his cock up behind her, seeing her breasts start to sway as he pushes inside.
I jump again when Ethan kisses my neck, I almost forgot he was here. My head falls to the side as he tugs my tank top down, exposing my breasts and roughly squeezes my nipples. I hiss loudly, desperately trying to keep quiet.
“I never knew you were into watching” he teases in my ear. The music upstairs is blaring loudly and I’ve never been so grateful for over-the-top frat parties. I know it’ll be difficult for them to hear us whispering from the far side of the room.
“I’m not” I whisper back, not taking my eyes off of them.
“Oh so you’re not into this?” He asks, slipping his hand down the front of my panties, feeling how soaking wet I am.
“Yeah that’s what I thought” he taunts.
He doesn’t pull back and starts to rub soft circles over my clit, his other hand still roughly tugging at my bare breasts. I cover my mouth again trying to stifle my moans.
“What do you like about it?”
I don’t answer him as I rock my hips against his hand, focusing on staying quiet as he rubs my clit in slow, tantalizing circles. His hand stills and my eyes snap back to him at the sudden loss of sensation.
He meets my gaze with a hard stare, “If you want me to keep going, answer me.” He commands, his voice low and firm.
I turn back and hesitate, feeling embarrassed, “I don’t know” I hiss and he starts to slide his hand out of my panties.
“Okay okay,” I plead, “I umm, I don’t know, I like how he fucks her.”
“Okaaay,” he goads, returning his fingers to my pussy. “What do you like about how he fucks her?” He asks, finally pressing again against my swollen clit.
I sigh in relief, looking at Zach, feeling Ethan’s fingers teasing me with light pressure. “I like that he takes charge when he fucks her.”
Ethan lightly pushes me forward and I put my hands out to catch myself, landing on all fours, his hand still in my panties. “Yeah? You like a guy who takes control huh?” He asks, roughly shoving two fingers inside me.
I gasp at the sudden pressure and immediately feel a gush of wetness seep out onto his fingers, “Yessss” I whine.
“What else?”
He removes his hand and slides my short skirt up, bunching it around my waist and pushing my panties to the side. “I like…mmmmm oh my god” I moan as Ethan brings his face between my legs, flattening his tongue as he licks up and down my pussy.
He pulls back a fraction, “Answer. Me.”
“I liked seeing him eat her out.” I breathe out, rocking my hips against his mouth as he continues swiping his tongue across my throbbing clit. It feels so good, and watching Carly get fucked on the couch while Ethan goes down on me makes me forget that this is weird. I get caught up in the game Ethan’s playing as I keep describing what turns me on.
“I like watching her squirm under his touch…I like imagining he’s doing that to me.”
Ethan sits back on his knees and I hear the rustling of his jeans and then feel the tip of his cock line up to my entrance.
“Tell me what he’s doing now”
“He’s uh..he’s behind her and he’s fucking her”
Ethan slowly pushes his cock inside me and I can’t help but moan as my pussy stretches around the size of him. He fully inserts himself and pulls back at an excruciatingly slow pace.
“Like this?” He taunts.
“No!” I hiss, trying to push back onto his cock but his hands grip my waist, holding me in place.
I groan, “He’s moving faster than that.”
“Like this?” He asks, picking up the pace substantially.
“Oh my god” I sigh, “Yes! Like that!” Ethan continues fucking me at a pace that mirrors theirs. I watch Carly on all fours, her breasts swinging vigorously back and forth.
“He’s going harder too” I whimper, prompting Ethan to start pounding his cock into me forcefully, and I feel my tits swaying underneath me, matching Carly’s.
“He’s slamming her back onto his cock as he fucks her” I note in between muffled moans.
Ethan rocks my hips forward as he slides his cock almost completely out, and then yanks them back as he drives his cock all the way back in, making me cry out. My hand flies up to cover my mouth and the action knocks me off balance, forcing me onto my elbows.
Ethan hasn’t slowed the pace or intensity of his thrusts and this angle allows him to get even deeper. My nipples are now pressed into the carpet underneath us, the friction adding even more pleasure and it’s almost unbearable. I don’t think I can keep quiet at this rate and I really don’t want to be caught. I look around and quickly grab a nearby pillow and bite onto it.
I look back to the couch and see that Zach’s reached around her body and is rubbing her clit, as I feel Ethan do the same to me, still fucking me relentlessly.
“Ethan….you’re gonna make me cum” I hiss.
He leans over my back, putting his lips next to my ear, “Don’t you want to cum at the same time?” He whispers as we both glance back over to Carly.
I realize what he’s saying and slightly nod my head, unsure why I’m agreeing to this but he’s right. Watching the two of them and mimicking their movements is driving me wild, I’ve never done anything like this before, but I don’t want to stop, I want to cum when they do.
He keeps rubbing my clit, thrusting into me forcefully, matching all of Zach’s movements. I’m breathing rapidly, gripping the carpet under my fingers, squirming underneath Ethan, trying to hold off as long as possible.
“That’s a good girl” Ethan whispers, “Deep breaths, just like that.”
Zach pulls Carly’s hair back suddenly and Ethan does the same to me, almost instantaneously. I can’t hold back a moan and I hear Carly moan loudly too.
“Oh fuckkkk” I whine, “Oh my god, I don’t think I can take it.”
“Don’t cum” he demands.
I’m whimpering as he continues to fuck me relentlessly, not letting up in the slightest. I see Carly’s face contort as her mouth falls open, “Ethan” I plead breathlessly, “I can’t…I need…I..”
“Cum for me now baby” he says and I immediately let go, shoving my face into the pillow, I feel my pussy spasm, gripping his cock as the orgasm takes over.
“That’s it sweetheart, cum all over my cock. Thaaat’s a good girl.” His voice mixed with Zach and Carly’s moans.
The waves of pleasure crash violently over my entire body while he continues to fuck me. “I’m gonna fill this pussy with cum” he grunts and I feel his hands tighten on my hips as he cums long and hard, groaning with pleasure.
He’s still inside me as we both start to relax, breathing heavily, trying to catch our breath when I suddenly become aware that it’s a lot quieter in here. That was so intense I completely lost track of where we were, I realize the music upstairs has quieted significantly. I can easily hear the movements from Carly and Zach on the couch and my eyes snap to Ethan’s in panic.
I see the realization dawn on his face too as he quickly pulls out and we start to redress as quickly as possible, trying to remain silent.
“Wait, did you hear something?” I hear Carly’s voice, seemingly much closer than it was a minute ago.
I gulp in fear, my heart threatening to burst out of my chest as I pull my shirt back up over my breasts.
“Michelle?!” she shrieks.
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