NOTE: all characters in this story are fictional and above the age of 18. This story involves consensual sex between adults with cheating, verbal degradation and bi-sexual sex. Please let me know what you think. This is the end of this one specific story but I have more ideas about these characters I would love to get into.
As Maddison pulled herself from Drew's lap and recovered, Brian squeezed Andrew's bare shoulder.
"What do you say we have a go next?" Brian offered as the two men stood side by side, hard cocks still in hand. The sight of the two best friends was erotic and interesting. Andrew was tall, blond and striking. His hard muscular body, lightly dusted with hair, refined from a healthy gym habit. Brian was not as tall and had a beefer build hard won from years of manual labour. His round arse and fat swinging cock always got him plenty of the right attention. The childhood friends had seen each other naked but never like this. There was a tender awkwardness as both of them compared and contrasted.
"I don't know, man. I don't think it is right to do this with my wedding day tomorrow." Brian was annoyed that even in this heightened state, after just watching a beautiful woman get fucked to a crashing orgasm, that Andrew could still be so moral and clear-headed.
"This is our last chance, don't you want to do this together?" Brian goaded his greedy hand moving down Andrew's back in insincere reassurance. "Think of how good it feels. You are a good guy, you deserve one night of fun."
Luckily for Brian, Maddison was determined to get time with the original object of her attention. She moved sensuously off the bed to kneel in front of Andrew, waiting for permission. Between the sudden rush of lust from the sight of this and the unfamiliar excitement that Brian's wandering hand granted him, Andrew relented. Nodding to Maddison he issued his first command.
"Open up, slut."
Maddison happily spits on the big cock, giving it a few slow rubs before pushing into her mouth, the sound of gagging filling the room once more. Relief and triumph flood Brian as he crotches down beside Maddison so his mouth is at her ear. A small part of him is thrilled by his proximity to his friend's cock.
"Happy now slut? You get to service all of us. I told you we would have plenty of fun," Brian taunted as he toyed with her breasts. "You better give the groom your best attention. It is his party after all." With this, Brian grabbed her head and started to push her face onto his best friend's cock. Maddison cooed in excitement as Andrew threw his head back and moaned.
"Holy shit, this is the best," Andrew stammered.
"Yeah? Better than your exes? Better than Abby?" Brian knew he was edging into dangerous territory but he could not help himself. Andrew's face tightened in unreadable conflict however, Maddison's addition pushed him over the line.
"You can forget all about your prude bride and just fuck me, baby. I bet she would never do what I can." Maddison delivered this with a small manic laugh before attempting to return to Andrew's wet cock. Instead, Andrew's strong arm shot out to Maddison's shoulder, holding her off.
"You think this is fun, slut? You like ruining lives with your whore mouth and dripping holes?" The anger in Andrew's voice stunned him for a second but Maddison was undeterred. In fact, she got more eager.
"It is, I love it. Your dad's big married cock got me nice and open, why don't you try it out," there was a devilish tone to Maddison's voice that showed she really was having a great time. Andrew did not respond verbally, instead, he simply picked her off the ground and held her aloft in his arms, pussy hovering over his cock. With a satisfied hiss, he lowered her down slowly, allowing her to feel his length and girth truly. Then he begins to fuck.
"You love this, don't you? Being our fuck toy, making me betray everything for your tight little pussy." Andrew growls, emboldened by his impulsiveness, his voice thick with desire and disdain. He hammers into you, each word punctuated by a deep thrust, his hands gripping your hips so hard they might bruise.
Brian, Spencer and Drew watch as the scene develops before them. The normally calm and courteous Andrew is driven to mindless savagery. Each man stroked his hard cock, toying with their exhilaration. Drew basks in the masculinity of his son, prideful that he raised such a sure and confident man. Spencer is openly ogling his co-worker's body now, silently wondering what it must be like to be Maddison at this moment. And Brian was incandescent in satisfaction as the golden boy fell from his pedestal and gave into his urges. He was not done, however, and his sick need to break things beyond recognition drove him forward.
"Spence, help us out why don't you," Brian's taunting voice drags Spencer's poorly disguised secret into the open as he points to the ground in front of himself and Drew. Spencer's eyes light up with fear as Drew casts a lazy but curious look his way. "Come on, you want more than just watching, don't you?" with this Brian guides Spencer's hand to Drew's shaft, urging him to join in the debauchery.
Drew lets out an approving grunt as Spencer makes tentative movements. He lets his fingers trace the large veins and shape of Drew's cock until he reaches the full, heavy balls at the base. These, he rubs slowly, eliciting a small moan from Drew.
"Good boy, keep going," Drew's fatherly, dominating voice slides through the tension and opens Spencer's long-repressed desire right up.
"Go on, explore, we're all sharing tonight," Brian adds before standing to get closer to his friend's impassioned standing fuck. "How is she bro? Worth it?"
"Fuck, she is better than anyone I've ever had," Andrew spits out, his frustration and arousal mingling as Brian teases him, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "You've corrupted me, you little slut," he adds, the degradation now tinged with a reluctant admiration for Maddison's sexual prowess.
From the side, Brian hears the tell-tale sounds of a blowjob in progress as Spencer and Drew give in to their lust.
"Suck daddy's cock while my son fucks that slut, boy," he orders as Spencer happily continues, the taste of the prior fuck mixing on his tongue. "You want this so bad, just needed a big man to take control, huh?" Spencer was in heaven as he felt this manly cock fill his throat. Looking up into Drew's face, he was overcome with how perfect this felt. Drew's older muscular body, a masterpiece of old muscle, coarse hair and a comforting softness, was just what Spencer craved. He wanted more. His mouth left Drew's cock and travelled down his thighs towards his target. "Oh, you dirty fucking slut, you want to taste all of daddy, huh?" he snarls, his voice a mix of shock and arousal, his cock throbbing in response to Spencer's exploration of his hairy arsehole.
Meanwhile, Brian watched Andrew, seeing the conflict in his eyes, the pious man he thought was now lost in the throes of forbidden pleasure. He steps closer, his voice low and commanding, "Look at you, Andrew, fucking this slut while your dad turns your co-worker into his little plaything. You're not so pure now, are you?" He laughs, his hand on Andrew's shoulder, pushing him to go harder, to lose himself completely in the debauchery.
