A Threesome to Remember

No screaming, slut, just suck.

Minutes later, Zoe’s body convulsed, a gush of liquid soaking Lila’s face and chest. Lila drank what she could, the rest drenching her. I pulled out, Lila removed the dildo, and Zoe collapsed, trembling.
Lila kissed her, slow and deep, then said:

My turn now. Hope you were watching, Zoe, ’cause you’re up.

I swapped condoms. Lila handed Zoe the dildo, positioned herself over Zoe’s face, ass up for me. I slammed into her ass-Lila and I are seasoned here, so I went hard, no warmup needed.

Fuck, Nathan, harder! Spank me, make it sting! I’m your filthy slut, let the whole block hear!

I obeyed, my hand cracking against her ass, her moans echoing. Zoe worked the dildo into Lila’s pussy, matching my rhythm. I couldn’t hold back:

Shit, I’m gonna come!

Yes, baby, come with me, fuck, I’m there! – Lila cried.

I pulled out, yanked off the condom, and shoved my cock into Zoe’s mouth. She gasped, dropping the dildo. I grabbed it, pumping it fast in Lila to keep her climax going. I erupted in Zoe’s mouth, hot and pulsing, while Lila came, squirting over Zoe’s face.

We collapsed, spent, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. We stumbled to the shower, the three of us crammed under the spray, trading lazy kisses and playful grabs but too exhausted for more. Back in the bedroom, we stripped the soaked sheets-our waterproof mattress cover saving the day-tossed on fresh ones, and crashed naked, Lila, Zoe, me. We exchanged soft goodnight kisses, Lila and I teasing Zoe’s nipples gently as we drifted off. Just before sleep, Zoe murmured:

That was… unreal. Please tell me we’ll do it again.

The next morning, Zoe and I headed to work. Lila kissed us both goodbye, and the day rolled on like nothing happened. It’s been nearly a year, and we haven’t revisited it, but my birthday’s in a couple weeks, and Lila’s been asking what Zoe might like for dinner. Call it a hunch, but I think we’re gearing up for an encore.

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