Author's note: If this is my first story you've read, then welcome! There'll be some background that you're missing, but that's ok. I still think this should hold up on its own as a fun, sexy story.
Obviously, this is tagged in the 'first time' category. And, even though it doesn't start off that way, I promise it gets there.
For those that have read me before...well, if you know, you know.
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Laney sucked Tariq's dick as Beth lowered her mouth down to Laney's pussy.
This whole scenario would be ridiculous, if it didn't happen with such regularity. Honestly, it still was ridiculous. But, Laney had been in this exact situation the previous weekend. And the one before that. Two weekends ago, she had even been on the tail end of her period. But, even then, the sex had happened all the same.
Laney worked her tongue around the head of Tariq's cock as Beth's tongue swirled around her clit. Slowly, Beth moved two of her fingers to the entrance of Laney's vagina. They slid inside easily. Laney moaned as she fondled Tariq's balls, his dick deep in her mouth.
Beth began fucking her harder with her fingers. Suddenly, Laney was cumming. The pleasure was intense, but Beth didn't quit. She didn't let up with her tongue. Laney knew her juices were leaking down Beth's face. And Laney didn't care. She came with wanton abandon as she tried to inhale Tariq's dick as deep in her throat as it would go.
Finally, Laney pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Do you want to take the first go, or should I?" she asked Beth.
Beth pulled her mouth off of Laney's pussy and looked to Tariq. Her long blond hair was currently tied up in a messy bun. She had long ago taken her shirt and bra off, which left her ample tits free to bounce about. From previous experience, Laney knew she wore a 38C.
"Who do you want to fuck first?" Beth asked Tariq.
He laughed. "That's a trap question if I've ever heard one. I'm just happy to be here." Tariq was a tall, attractive black man. He had a low-cut Afro and a chin strap of a beard. Laney found him very sexy.
He was also her brother's roommate. And, he was dating Beth. Both facts should have made this awkward, but at some point, frequency made anything feel routine.
Beth pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. "Ever the diplomat." She looked over to Laney. "It appears my boyfriend once again won't choose between us." She rolled her eyes again. "Even though I'm the one dating him," she muttered beneath her breath. "Well, if he won't choose, I will. I want to be fucked first."
Laney held Tariq's dick out, gripping the massive appendage with her whole fist. Beth lay back on the bed and flung her legs wide, baring her cunt to the both of them. Laney positioned Tariq on his knees so that his cock rested against Beth's love canal. Situating herself behind him, Laney pressed her bare hips tightly against his ass, reaching around with both hands to take hold of his shaft. She slid the head of his dick up and down the other girl's slit, before slowly pushing it inside. As the tip of Tariq's dick disappeared inside Beth, Laney reflected again on the ridiculousness of it all.
What Beth had said moments ago was true. The two of them were actively dating. Laney didn't know what that made her. She didn't even go to their university. She just came in on the weekends. As some sort of fuck buddy? It had started out with her just watching them have sex. But things had escalated. Obviously.
Now, here she was, not just watching another couple have sex. She was actively using a black dude's dick to fuck another girl. And she liked it. A lot. She was close to cumming again, and no one was even touching her. Six weeks ago, this act would have mortified her. But now, she found it was one of her favorite things to do.
She continued cramming Tariq's dick inside of Beth. When she ran out of cock to grab, she repositioned her hands so that one caressed Tariq's balls and the other tweaked Beth's clit. Both moaned in response. And not just because Tariq's dick felt good inside Beth. Laney knew her hands were making it better for both parties involved. She was an active participant. Making a good thing feel even better.
Beth began panting heavily. Like always, she couldn't take the pleasure for long. But Laney knew how much she liked it. As Tariq picked up his speed, jamming his dick in and out of Beth's pussy, Laney increased the speed of her own fingers on Beth's clit. Soon, the other girl was muttering a barely comprehensible string of profanities. Laney tugged on Tariq's balls as he fucked Beth to orgasm.
Finally, the other girl couldn't handle it anymore. Beth always came hard, but she never lasted long. "Fuck," she said, pushing them both away. Tariq and his dick, Laney and her fingers. "I need to rest or my vagina is going to break."
Tariq looked behind him at Laney. "Your turn?"
Laney only nodded in response. She grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him around, throwing him onto the bed next to Beth, now nearly catatonic, in post-orgasmic bliss.
Laney climbed on top, and positioned his cock against her. She lowered herself onto him, feeling her pussy lips expand to accept the head of his massive member. Slowly, she forced herself lower, impaling herself on his cock. Next to them, Beth looked on with a smile, as she lightly ran a single finger up and down the lips of her own slit.
With so much dick inside her, Laney knew she was already close to orgasm herself. But she knew Tariq had to be close as well. She was determined to outlast him. It was a game they played. A game she only won about half the time. The boy had more stamina than he had any right to.
Once his balls were pressed firmly against her asscheeks, Laney raised all the way back up until his dickhead was just barely inside her. Then she slammed herself back down. Tariq gasped. She repeated the motion. All the way up, all the way back down. His cock sliding smoothly in and out of her.
Laney came.
So much for winning that game this time. She felt all the muscles inside her cunt contract around his dick. And still she kept going. Moving her vagina up and down the length of his shaft. The pleasure was intense. She knew her juices were leaking out around the sides, spilling down to coat his balls.
She was determined not to tap out like Beth.
Which was weird. Because he was another girl's boyfriend. No matter how well Laney fucked Tariq, he would still belong to Beth. She didn't even want to date him, in all honesty. Beth and Tariq were happy together. And Laney was happy for them. And yet, she knew he was close. She wanted Tariq to cum. And she wanted to be the one to make him.
Laney slammed herself down on his cock. She rocked her hips forward and back until she came again. Or, maybe it was just a continuation of the last orgasm. Sometimes, it was hard to tell. And still she kept going. Until finally, he threw his head back with a cry. Laney buried his cock as deep inside her as it would go. A stream of cum erupted against her cervix. Followed by another and another. Each pulse filling her with a new wave of pleasure.
When he finally began to go soft, Laney rolled off him and collapsed next to Beth. Cum flooded out of her pussy. She was drenched in sweat and too tired to do anything else, so she just lay there and let his seed spill out.
Beth reached her hand over to drag her fingers through Tariq's semen. She smeared it across Laney's thigh before putting her hand to her mouth with a smile. "I hope you never stop coming in for the weekends," Beth said lazily.
Laney smiled back, but inside she wasn't so sure. A girl was scooping her boyfriend's cum out of Laney's vagina and licking it up. And this was becoming normal for Laney. She laughed at the absurdity of it all. This was not a thing that should be normal. Something for special occasions, perhaps. But, not a thing that just happened every weekend.
She tried to suppress a sigh. She needed a boyfriend. Or a friend with benefits. Or something. Something simpler anyway.
This was fun, but it couldn't go on forever.
Eventually, after all three had recovered enough to move again and take a shower, Tariq suggested lunch.
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Laney chose to wear a pair of tight jeans and a Rolling Stones t-shirt that was one size too small. She liked the outfit because it was sexy without being too provocative. Which was probably a weird thing to think, seeing as it was barely lunch time and she had already had a pretty raunchy threesome that morning. (And not even by accident. 'Mid-morning-raunchy-threesome' had simply been on the agenda.) Still, it didn't mean she wanted the whole world to know she was down with being slutty.
The outfit also showed off her sleeve tattoos. Which Laney had to admit she was proud of. One arm was dedicated to fantasy motifs. The other, sci-fi. And so as two witches chanted a spell to protect a knight on her right arm, an x-wing soloed the Death Star trench on her left.
After considerable debate between bar food and Mexican, they somehow ended up at a pizza shop on the main drag of campus. Laney always felt like going out to a restaurant was awkward after their Saturday morning trysts. With the things they had just done to each other, how was she supposed to sit down and make small talk? Or even order food? Just talking to the waitress, Laney felt like she was hiding a secret.
