Scott
As good as it is to watch Kayla’s expression as she comes, I want more than just be a spectator. Sure, I don’t mind Brad fucking her, but I want a piece myself.
We have all the time in the world, yeah, but when it comes to Kayla I don’t want to risk it. I want to enjoy every single second as if it were the last. I want to live my life one day at a time, burning each and every one of her smiles into my memory forever.
Fuck, who knew that a guy like me would end up falling in love? If anyone told me I’d be head over heels now (let’s not mention the fact that another guy’s involved), I’d just laugh like a maniac. That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard, I can hear myself say to someone capable of making such a premonition.
But the truth is, these past few weeks have been the best in my entire life. Sure, my career’s looking better and better (and that’s because of The King’s success), but my happiness has nothing to do with that – I’m just happy because of the way things have worked out between me, Scott and Kayla.
We love her, she loves us…and that’s all I need to be a happy man.
“I want you,” I whisper, reaching for Kayla’s hand and pulling her into me, my mouth desperately looking for hers. My hands work fast in a blur of movement, pushing all clothes off from her body, and I only stop when she’s completely naked in front of us, her tight little body ready for the taking.
Grinning, I place my hands on her waist and force her to turn around, pushing her against the wall. She places her hands on the wall at shoulder-height, and thrusts her ass back at me. Closing in on her, I slap her ass cheeks with the back of my hand and take my mouth to her neck, kissing her smooth skin while I breathe in the scent of her hair.
“I don’t know what you fucking did to me,” I whisper into her hair, “but you’ve made me the happiest man on Earth.”
“The happiest men on Earth,” Brad corrects me, closing the distance between him and her and kissing the other side of her neck. As he does it, I take my free hand to my cock and push it down between her thighs. I hold my breath as I feel her wetness against the tip of my cock and, without a moment’s hesitation, I simply thrust, driving all my inches deep inside her.
She gasps as my thickness travels all the way inside her, and I close my eyes as I feel her tight pussy choking my cock. I start thrusting slowly, building up the rhythm more patiently than I thought would be possible, but it doesn’t take long for me to submit to a crazy frenzy of lust.
Pistoning into her hard, I smile as I hear the sound of flesh-on-flesh, her moans blending with it to create the most perfect song I’ve ever heard. Fuck, I’ve never been the kind of guy to go all lyrical and shit, but I just can’t help it when it comes to Kayla – sex with her is like fucking magic.
I wouldn’t be surprised if I opened my eyes and saw little unicorns frolicking around while rainbows shot up from one end of the office to the other.
“I love you so fucking much,” I whisper as I fuck her, my body moving so fast that I feel sweat trickling down my back. Her body feels warm against mine, and her pussy keeps on becoming tighter and tighter around my cock. Soon enough she’ll come undone.
“I love you too…” She moans, smiling and opening her eyes. She looks back at me over her shoulder and then back to Brad. Taking one hand off the wall, she reaches for Brad and curls her fingers around his cock, stroking him while I ravage her sweet pussy.
“Don’t stop, Scott, don’t you stop!” She pleads me, and I’m more than happy to fulfill her request. Hooking my fingers on her hips, I start ramming my cock into her pussy as I can, the sound of my thighs slapping her ass echoing inside her office.
“Is this how you want it?” I whisper into her hair, my movements furious.
“Yes, yes, yes…” She breathes out between thrusts, her voice quivering as she nears ecstasy. She hisses and presses her forehead against the wall, her eyes closed as the lines in her face deepen.
“Oh, my fucking God!” She gasps, her pussy becoming so tight that I wouldn’t be surprised if it broke my cock in half. It doesn’t, of course – but I do have to hold my breath and tense up to stop myself from coming right here and now.
Slowly, I slide my cock off her pussy and take a step back, my lungs and heart working overtime. Fuck, she leaves me spent every single time. I was the kind of guy that could go all night long (and I still do, of course), but Kayla never settles for anything less than my A-game.
“I’ve had the two of you already, one at a time,” she starts, turning around on her heels and pressing her back against the wall. “Now I think it’s time for the two of you to share me, don’t you think?” She continues, the words share me falling from between her lips like silk.
My cock twitches at the thought, and I just know that the next time my cock’s inside here there’ll be no way I’ll be capable of stopping myself from coming. No, this is the final stretch, and I’m more than ready to be torn apart by pleasure.
“Sharing you seems like the best thing I’ve heard all day,” I whisper, and then take one step toward her.