#threesome smut
♪♫Powerful - Major Lazer Feat. Ellie Goulding ♪♫
☾ I’m begging you, please, I’m feelin’ drained I need love.
You charge me up like electricity, jumpstart my heart with your love. When you hold me in your arms, burns like fire and electricity. When you’re close I feel the sparks, takes me higher to infinity.☽
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Author’s note: I checked and the last time I wrote a Threesome was 2 years ago so please bear with me on this one.
Flash forward in time and Brett and Liam are in college. Scott left Beacon Hills to attend university but Liam still has trouble fully controlling himself so he goes to Brett for help.
Like almost every friday night, you made your way to Sinema, one of the most popular clubs in town. You arrived at the same time you always did and you barely needed to show your ID to the security guy guarding the doors anymore.
You went through the curtain that separated the entrance from the club, the strong beat of the music making it seem like the ground was slightly shaking, colorful lights dancing on the walls.
You looked around. It was as crowded as usual, most people were on the dance floor and the rest were waiting around the bar.
“Hey babe.” A familiar voice loudly said behind you, in order for you to hear it above the noise.
You turned around to see Brett, smiling at you and he handed you your favorite drink. You took a sip while he emptied his shot glass in no time, exchanging it with a full one when a waiter walked by him. He didn’t drink it right away, taking your hand in his to lead you through the dancing crowd.
You arrived in front of another plastic jeweled curtain, he pulled it aside for you and you walked in the familiar private lounge. It wasn’t too big, nor too small. It looked cosy with its large black leather sofas and its small square glass table, a candle burning inside a red jar in the middle of it.
You sat down, drinking half of your glass this time. He took place right beside you, and emptied his shot glass once again.
“You look so good tonight.” He told you, moving closer to your ear.
You smiled. He said something like that every time he saw you but you couldn’t deny the positive effect it had on your self-confidence.
“You don’t look bad either.” You replied, your hand caressing his chest through the fabric of his white t-shirt.
He smiled and moved closer to kiss you, softly at first and then more ardently.
The owner of the club allowed you to use the private lounge without paying for it as long as you followed the one and only rule; keep clothes on. It most likely meant that you had to stay completely dressed up, in other words, nothing too exciting could happen in the lounge. But the way Brett and you understood it was that you had to keep some clothes on… Notall of them.
You felt his hand on your lower back, pulling you closer to him while the other slowly pushed the strap of your black dress down your shoulder. He did the same thing with the other one while still kissing your lips. Once both straps were at your elbows, he stopped to pull the top of your dress down, making sure to uncover your chest in the process, tucking the fabric of your bra under the metallic wire supposed to lift your breasts up.
You felt his wet lips around your nipple, gently kissing it while you nervously glanced at the dance floor. The curtain wasn’t hiding much, you could still see the lights and the silhouettes of the people dancing, so close to where you were sitting… Nobody ever noticed that there was a lounge here, and nobody ever caught you or maybe some people saw you but couldn’t care less, it was Friday night after all and everyone just wanted to have fun. But the thought that maybe, one time, you might get caught, that maybe one Friday you’ll look through the curtain and see someone watching you, was pretty thrilling.
You placed your hand on the back of his neck, looking down on him to see his lips now attacking your other tit. That’s when a shadow behind the curtain caught your attention, it was moving fast and getting closer than anyone usually did.
The curtain opened on a young man you didn’t know but had seen a few times before at your college. You only knew that he was an athlete, just like Brett.
“Oh! I’m sorry! I… Uh, sorry.” He exclaimed, realizing what was going on.
He covered his eyes with his hand when he noticed that you were topless and it made you laugh for some reason. Brett reluctantly stopped what he was doing to look at the guy.
“Can we help you Liam ?” He asked, pretending to not be bothered the least.
“Yeah but no, I-I’ll talk to you later!” He stuttered.
“Sit down with us, tell me what’s the matter.” Brett asked.
Liam peeked through his fingers, making his way to the furthest sofa, seemingly quite embarrassed by the situation. You had never seen him at Sinema before, he probably wasn’t the type of guy who liked to have fun on weekends, at least he didn’t look like it.
He uncovered his eyes only to hide them again a second later, realizing that your chest still wasn’t covered by anything. You laughed again. It wasn’t bothering you to be topless in front of someone, especially not if it was one of Brett’s friends.
“So what is it about ?” Brett asked him, his hands slowly making their way up your thighs.
“It’s about… The thing.” He replied, moving his hand but keeping his eyes fixed on the wall.
“More specifically ?” Brett continued, as you leaned closer to leave a few wet kisses on his neck.
“You know, I was with a girl and… And the thinghappened.”
His voice sounded as embarrassed as he seemed to be.
“Oh! That!” Brett laughed but you didn’t understand what they were talking about, you just understood that maybe he was the type to have some fun after all.
“Hey! You are supposed to help me now that Scott is away at university!” Liam replied, his embarrassment temporary leaving its place to anger.
“I’m sorry, it just happens sometimes. No big deal.”
His hands finally reached your panties and he just as slowly pulled them down your thighs.
“It’s not just sometimes, it’s every time!”
Liam was upset enough to look at you both now.
“Why’s that ?”
“I don’t know, that’s why I’m here and asking you!”
Brett stopped moving, suddenly seeming in intense reflexion.
“Do you want to try with (Y/N) ?” He finally said, and you looked at him without understanding.
Liam stuttered some words you didn’t get as Brett looked back at you.
“Do you mind if he joins us ?” He asked you.
You looked at Liam, he was back to his embarrassed expression.
“I would be delighted, he’s so cute.” You replied, with a smile for Liam.
He still didn’t seem totally convinced. You weren’t going to force him if he didn’t want to, you usually had more than enough with just Brett. You kissed his jaw, your hands on his chest while you got back to kissing his neck… Making sure to glance at Liam while doing so from time to times.
“Do you do that often ? With other people I mean.” He asked.
“Oh yeah, but it’s pretty rare that Brett agrees to let another guy join us, usually it’s only my girl friends.” You casually replied.
“I don’t particularly like to share, whether it’s sharing her with another guy or sharing a guy with her…” Brett explained and you gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek.
“A-alright.” Liam stuttered once more.
He got up and came closer, letting you know that he had accepted Brett’s offer to “try” with you, whatever it meant.
“Maybe you should take care of him, he needs to relax a little.” Brett suggested to you and you nodded, agreeing.
“Come over here.” You told him, as softly and nicely as you could, the poor guy seemed pretty lost.
You made him move to the side of the couch and as you moved to get closer to him you felt Brett pulling your panties down to your ankles. You unzipped Liam’s pants, pulling his growing erection out of his trunks. He was already half hard… He might have been embarrassed to walk in on Brett and you but it definitely had had an effect on him.
You took his tip in your mouth, gently sucking before moving closer to get it further down your throat. You slowly let it back out, stroking it back and forth with your hands and then, took it back in and repeated these same steps. You looked up and you could tell he was enjoying what you were doing to him. The music was too loud for you to hear it clearly at that distance but you were pretty sure he was moaning every once in a while.
You felt Brett’s hands on your thighs, reminding you that he was behind you. He made you move, guiding you while you kept your focus on what you were doing to Liam. You only paused to look down when you felt him taking place between your legs, lying down on the couch under you. His hands on your hips, he made you lower yourself down until you were more or less sitting on his face. That’s what he usually did with your girl friends when you brought them along.
You felt his mouth playing with your clit and you had to concentrate harder on Liam’s length down your throat, you wanted to make sure that he was going to feel good with you…
It didn’t seem to take much time until you felt that he was getting close to his release.
“Would you like to cum on my chest ?” You softly asked him.
He nodded without hesitation and you made sure to pull your dress further down before vigorously pumping his dick. He shot his load on your skin, more than you had ever gotten out of Brett and he moaned so loudly that you heard him above the music.
Brett moved you down on him to sit back up between Liam and you.
“See, it went fine.” He encouragingly told his friend.
You saw Liam shyly smile. Brett moved your face closer to his, eagerly kissing you before he leaned to lick the cum on your chest. With a hand gesture, you invited Liam to sit down next to you and he did so immediately, his pants still open and his dick still out.
Brett was good, he knew all the ways to drive you crazy after all the Friday nights you had spent together in this lounge, but Liam was new and you couldn’t resist but turn to him again as soon as Brett had finished cleaning you up. Your partner didn’t seem upset about it, he even helped you to take your panties completely off, handing them to Liam for some reason. He didn’t know what to do with them so he quickly shoved them in his pocket as you pressed your hands on his shoulders and pushed him down on the couch.
You straddled him and before he even realized it, you were sitting on top of him, his hard dick completely inside you, fitting perfectly. You rocked your hips, slowly, seeing him gasp for air a few times. Then, you leaned down, your face closer to his but weirdly, you didn’t feel like you knew him enough to go as far as kissing him.
Finally you felt Brett behind you, rubbing his own erection between your wet folds a few times before placing it where you were waiting to feel it. You breathed deeply when he gently started entering your ass and even Liam participated by putting his hands on your ass to help clear the way for his friend.
He went in as deep as you could physically allow him too without it hurting. He left it up to you to choose your pace, now rocking your body with both of them inside you. It made you feel so full, it was almost as if your brain couldn’t keep up with the sensations both of them gave you.
It was your turn to gasp for air. Slowly, Brett got back in command, thrusting back and forth in you while Liam still left it up to you to chose the rhythm. You allowed yourself to moan as loudly as you wanted to, knowing that the guys might hear you but the music was too loud for anyone else to notice what was happening in the lounge.
You moved faster, knowing you were going to orgasm like never before because of them and you couldn’t wait to reach it. You looked at Liam, guessing he was close as well. He looked back at you and you saw a strange yellow light in his eyes but before you could even really think about it, Brett put his hand on your eyes, blinding you.
He pulled your back against his chest, you felt his warm irregular breaths on your neck.
“I’m sure it’s even better like that.” He said in your ear, and you couldn’t say that he was wrong.
Each movement was more unexpected in the dark, and your body was only feeling them more intensely.
You felt your muscles tightening around both of them and suddenly, you were filled with their warm cum, finally reaching your big orgasm. Your body started moving slower but stayed in motion. You held yourself to the couch, feeling Brett’s arm around your waist while he kept you in the dark.
“L-Liam…” Brett said out of breath and you were a bit disappointed that it was the first name that he spoke after reaching his climax.
You felt Liam’s hands gripping your ass with much more strength as he started thrusting himself inside you again, more abruptly.
“Liam… Three things that cannot be long hidden.” Brett asked, with authority.
“The sun, the moon…” Liam started, thrusting even faster.
You felt Brett pulling himself out of you and you started to worry about what was going on. You put your hands on Brett’s arm, trying to remove it from your eyes.
“The truth…”
You felt something sharp digging in your skin and you first reaction was to cry out Brett’s name.
“Liam!” He exclaimed, in a very low tone.
But nothing happened and he keep hurting you until Brett pulled you back, away from him. He had to move his hand in the process and just as you were able to see again, you saw a sort of creature with glowing yellow eyes growling at you, unhappy that someone had stolen you from him.
Just as you thought you were going to die, Brett left out a louder and lower growl than him that made the glasses on the table tremble. The music stopped and Liam transformed back to what he usually looked like, seeming confused.
“I’m… I’m sorry!” He told you, before running away.
You were held tightly in Brett’s arms, not sure if it was a good thing or not anymore. You turned your head to look at him and you saw impressive fangs in his mouth, the same yellow eyes than Liam had.
“Oh, what the hell. ” You mumbled, not sure if it was real life or just a dream anymore.
He pulled your dress back up, forcing you to move to close his pants, knowing that the whole club, hell, probably the whole town had heard his growl and was going to question what it was and where it came from.
He led you out by the back door and gave you no explanation before leaving you in the middle of the parking lot. Maybe you were more drunk that what you thought… You shouldn’t even drive home if it was as bad as giving you some hallucinations.
You ended up calling one of your friends to pick you up. You didn’t hear from Brett for days and the next time you saw Liam was on Wednesday, at college.
He made his way to you and you weren’t sure if you should run away or try to look absolutely not afraid. You thought it would be weird to run away while there were so many people in the hall with you so you just stood there and waited for him to come to you.
“I’m sorry for the other night… I really didn’t want to hurt you or anything.” He told you, looking sincerely sorry.
“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” You replied, more in hopes that he’d leave you alone than really thinking it.
“I… I left with this.” He said, slightly embarrassed when he pulled your panties out of his pocket.
You quickly took them, hoping that no one had seen what it was. You barely thanked him and walked away, pretending that you were already late for class. After what had happened, all you wanted was to go back to lazy, boring Friday nights… At least for a while.
(Masterlist ) - ( Disclaimer)
Full of Surprises - part 2
pairing:Thomas Raggi x Ethan Torchio x Fem!reader
summary: you visit your friends once again during their gig, but what happens backstage after the show seems to be even mote exciting than the performance
word count: 3k
warnings:smut
A few long weeks have passed since your last visit to Rome. The thought of it was still bringing a blissful smile to your face. It was unexpected, but you knew deep down that discovering Thomas’s unknown and wild side was one of the best things that had happened to you lately. It was way too much fun to end it after one time. That’s why you got so excited when Ethan texted you and offered a front-row ticket to their next gig. You almost immediately agreed and booked a hotel room.
On the day of the concert you put a lot of effort into your makeup and got dressed in your, and Ethan’s, favourite dress. You got there early, sharing the excitement of the crowds, waiting for the band to finally come out. Lights went out, the big reflectors hit the stage and people went crazy. The screams were deafening, you couldn’t help yourself but to join everyone in the loud madness.
The performance was amazing, Damiano kept glancing at you and winking, Vic also sent you a few suggestive smiles. But the two men you were most interested in were too far away. Ethan was hidden in the back in his usual spot, you could barely see his face, let alone meet his eyes. Thomas stayed on the other side of the stage, performing his iconic dances, making you smile widely.
As time went by, people were screaming their songs louder, swaying together to the ballads and jumping madly to their faster songs. Finally, they all came to the front to bow and say the final goodbye to the public. At this moment your eyes were glued to Ethan, his naked torso glistening from sweat, his hair all messy as he tried to push them all back, some of the strings still stuck to his wet face. He stepped closer to the edge of the stage, and threw his drumsticks into the crowd, flexing his arms and making you bite your lip. He was perfect. As you were melting at this sight, he glanced directly at you. He quickly looked you up and down and smirked. Fucking hell, that was enough to start the spread of heat between your legs. He got back to the rest of them and wrapped his arm around Thomas’ waist. He pulled him closer, making it easier for you to stare at them both at once. Raggi wasn’t as big of an exhibitionist as Damiano, but this time he had no choice. It was too hot to keep clothes on for too long. His naked torso was now glued to Ethan’s. You sighed, losing control over your facial expression, grateful for the dimmed lights. You felt a hand on your shoulder.
“Come with me.” One of the members of their team smiled at you and led you backstage.
When you finally reached the corridor leading from the stage to the back rooms, they already bowed a few times and left the stage. You stood there, leaning on the wall with a big grin on your face. First Vic walked past you, she smiled while taking off her bass.
“Hey, good to see you!” She kissed your cheek, still panting.
“Hey! Great show guys.” You said to both her and Damiano who appeared behind her.
“Was nice playing for such a hot crowd…” he purred and kissed your cheek as well, making sure to brush you with his naked chest. He placed his hand on your hip for a moment and looked into your eyes. You smiled and cocked your head.
“Thank you very much,” you purred.
“Damia, don’t you have something else to do?” Ethan appeared behind him with a towel thrown over his shoulder. Damiano moved away and turned to him.
“Alright, alright I’ll leave you two alone, lovebirds” he winked at you and followed Vic, humming the melody of Chosen.
“You enjoyed the show?” He purred, placing both hands on your hips, pulling you closer. The scent of his perfume, mixed with sweat and shampoo was intoxicating. His fingers were digging in your skin, holding you steadily. His face was only a few inches from yours.
“Oh yes, the show was amazing, too bad I could barely see you…” you slowly licked your lips, staring at his, parted and pink.
“Poor cucciola, at least you could stare a little at the end. I saw your face, fuck you were drooling.” He took your chin between his index finger and a thumb and tilted your head up. “Someone got horny for daddy, hmm?” he whispered, brushing your lips with his.
Only a few words, his scent, his touch, it was enough to shut down your brain. Your body was on fire, panties already soaked. You only managed to nod in response. He smirked and kissed you with his lips so soft and tender. He broke off the kiss and stepped away a little. Ethan grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the end of the corridor. You followed him without a single question. He opened the door and pushed you in. The lights were on, it was a small, old changing room. One couch, chair, a mirror, and some empty clothes racks. He shut the door and pushed you against the wall.
“Fuck I was waiting for that for weeks…” he mumbled and crashed his lips against yours in a rough and messy kiss. His hands were roaming through your body, eagerly and firmly squeezing your breasts. You let out a moan against his lips, feeling his thigh parting your legs and slowly pressing against your soaked panties.
“Making noises already?” he teased you, nibbling on your neck, leaving a dark mark he loved to see on you so much.
Suddenly you heard voices and the door slowly opened. You tapped Ethan’s arm to let him know what was going on, as he was too lost in lust to notice. He hummed and looked at the door as well.
“Fuck sorry, I thought…Oh, it’s you…” Thomas grinned and opened the door a little wider.
“Hey…” you said in a breathy voice, smiling at him widely.
“You want something or…?” Ethan asked impatiently.
“Well I was looking for Vic but…guess I found something more interesting.” He kept staring at you shamelessly, at your thighs exposed by the dress Ethan pushed a little higher, at your breasts falling out of the cleavage after Torchio had some fun with them.
“Really? Well, I can’t blame you.” Ethan purred, looking back at you. “What do we think? Should we let him stay or kick him out?”
You swallowed hard and looked at Thomas, his naked chest, messy hair, devilish grin and long fingers, tapping on the door. God, you missed those fingers so much.
“I want him to stay.” You said in a very desperate tone. Thomas wiggled his eyebrows and walked in, shutting the door with a loud bang.
“Sharing is caring, cucciolo” He chuckled, winking at Ethan.
Thomas sat down on the couch and put one hand behind his head, the other on his thigh.
“You can go back to whatever I interrupted…”
Ethan rolled his eyes and turned to you again. He grabbed your neck with one hand, parted your legs with his knee and sneaked the other hand under your dress. He watched your face, your parted lips, your hooded eyes and pink cheeks. His rough fingers started teasing your folds through the soaked underwear. Suddenly in a swift movement, he snapped the delicate lace and threw them on the floor, leaving you gasping.
“You don’t need those, they’re ruined anyways…” You nodded and grabbed his wrist, he smirked as you moved his hand up to your lips and started slowly sucking on his two fingers.
“Fucking hell…” Thomas mumbled, his hand moved from his thigh to his growing bulge. He watched you hypnotised as Ethan’s fingers were disappearing in your mouth.
“Such a good slut” Ethan growled, taking them out of your mouth and in one swift movement pushing them into your soaked pussy.
You gasped loudly, feeling the pleasant stretch. His other hand squeezed around your throat as his fingers started slowly moving inside of you. Your hands started wandering over his bare chest, impatiently tugging on his belt. He chuckled and sped up his fingers, making you moan and pin your nails in his sides.
“Now, be a good girl and take care of Thomas” he said and pulled out his fingers, licking them clean while staring into your eyes.
“Yes, of course” you mumbled.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, daddy” you smiled as he kissed you softly, letting you taste yourself on his lips.
Thomas was sitting on the sofa with his long legs spread wide, he already unbuckled and unzipped his trousers, his large bulge was pushing against the material of his underwear, leaving a dark, wet stain of precum. You dropped to your knees in front of him and looked up at his flushed face.
“Hey you.” He mumbled, gently stroking your hair.
You smiled and pulled his trousers and boxers down, he lifted his hips to make it easier for you. His hard cock bounced back, making you gasp quietly.
“You’ll never get tired of it, hmm?” Ethan chuckled and sat down beside him, palming himself through his trousers.
“Never…” you purred and grabbed him firmly, giving him some slow strokes.
Thomas groaned and threw his head back with a smile plastered to his face. You gave his tip a few licks, before taking more of him into your mouth. Thomas’ hand immediately went to your head, he tanglinged his long fingers in your hair, giving your head movements the perfect rhythm.
Suddenly the door swung open, and an already drunk Damiano holding a bottle of wine appeared in the doorway. You only managed to pull Thomas out of your mouth before he leaned towards you, nuzzling your face to his stomach. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close and hiding you from Damiano’s eyes.
“Cazzo, what do we have here?!” He blurted out, staring at you two with a grin.
“Damia, get the fuck out!” Thomas yelled.
“Oh since when you’re so selfish, hmm?” He almost fell on the ground but managed to catch the doorframe on time.
“Damia it’s a private party, go and find someone to fuck outside, will you?”
Ethan said through the gritted teeth. He wouldn’t mind as much but seeing your overwhelmed look he decided to keep things the way they were. Plus Damiano was awfully drunk which would be fun for no one.
“Alright, fuck you guys…see you later cucciola” he mumbled and left, shutting the door with a loud bang.
Thomas leaned back a little and looked down at you with a smile.
“I’m sorry, are you ok?” He asked while gently stroking your head.
“Yeah, I just got scared of who that was,” you said quietly and smiled back.
Thomas leaned down and kissed your forehead. Ethan got up and locked the door with a key.
“Now we should be safe” he winked at you and sat back on the couch.
“Where were we? Oh…” you said with a smirk and got back to Thomas’ cock. He started gasping again, his chest was raising and falling faster and faster. You kept taking him deep, choking around his length a little.
“Fuck that’s so good…I’m so close…”
Thomas whispered and tensed up. He came with a loud whimper, bucking his hips towards your face, spilling his cum in your throat. Your eyes got teary but you swallowed everything. He finally let go of your hair and sighed, still panting. You licked your lips clean and smiled at him.
“You’re gorgeous like that” he mumbled and leaned down to kiss you.
Ethan cleared his throat, reminding you about his presence. You smiled and glanced at him.
“Sorry…” you said with a grin.
“Oh yeah, I can see how sorry you are.” He said, his eyes were dark and his trousers could barely hold in his hard cock.
Thomas shifted to the side and patted the couch next to him. Ethan smiled and hummed.
“On your back” he growled and stood up, quickly getting rid of the rest of his clothes.
You laid on the couch with your head on Thomas’ lap, and legs bent. Ethan gave himself a few strokes before settling down on his knees in front of you. He watched your face as he kept teasing your entrance with his cock.
“You want it? Hmm?” He purred, stroking your thighs and wrapped your legs around his waist.
“Yes, please…” you whimpered.
In one strong push he slid inside of you, making you scream. It was so good that you almost instantly felt bliss. He gave you only a quick moment for adjusting before he started thrusting his hips hard and fast. His grunts and your moans filled the room. Thomas’ hands slipped under your dress and pulled it high enough to expose your tits. He started playing with them, squeezing them and pinching your nipples. He leaned into your ear.
“You’re doing great, look how well are you taking him. Such a good girl…” he said and pinched you just a bit harder.
Ethan kept slamming into you mercilessly, moving the entire couch with the three of you. His frustration set free all his animalistic features you loved so much. He was wild. You felt Thomas getting hard again, poking the back of your head.
“Come for me, fuck..” Ethan lost control completely, his thrusts were almost too much to take.
It didn’t take you long to get there. You came right with him, with a loud moan, clenching around his cock as he spilled inside of you. He almost growled, digging his fingers so hard in your hips that he surely left some bruising. As the two of you came down, he slipped out of you and kissed your tummy. Thomas put his two fingers under your chin and tilted your head up to meet your eyes.
“I think it’s my turn…” he purred.
His eyes got darker as he wrapped his hand around your throat. You noded, swallowing hard. Ethan moved away and leaned back on the pillows, still panting with a smirk on his face. Thomas let you go and smacked your thigh, making you sit up straight. He moved a little to the centre of the couch and sat down comfortably. His legs wide apart, the trousers and underwear still pulled down. You looked at his hard cock, twitching in his hand and smiled.
“Oh i know how much you love it.” He said with a grin. “Show me that i’m right” He slapped his lap, ordering you to straddle him.
With your legs still shaky after Ethan’s rough treatment, you managed to lift your dress a little, and climb onto Thomas. You felt Ethan’s cum dripping down your thigh and on Thomas’ skin. He hummed and gathered it along with your wetness and started stroking himself with a grin.
“What are you waiting for? Ride me, you slut.” he spat out and smacked your ass hard.
You sqeaked but his words made your pussy ache for even more. You moved a bit forward and lifted your hips to slowly slide down on Thomas’ cock. He grunted and firmly grabbed your hips, pulling you down on him. You whimpered, still sensitive after Ethan, but so eager for more.
“That’s it, good girl…” he muttered, and sqeezed your ass, moving your hips back and forward.
One of his hands went to your hair and yanked your head back. You sqeaked as the other pinched your nipple, making you thrust your hips a bit faster. Ethan kept watching the two of you with dreamy eyes, as the best show he could imagine for that evening. Thomas let go of your hair and spanked you again, leaving a red handprint on your ass. You kept riding him faster, enjoying his chaotic and loud breathing, his moans and grunts. Suddenly he slipped one of his hands between you two and grinned.
“I know how much you like my fingers, you greedy thing” You frowned but only for a moment. He gathered your juices dripping on both of you, and pushed his two fingers into your pussy, giving you an even bigger streatch.
“Fuck…Thomas…” you only managed to mumble, throwing your head back in pleasure. You pinned your claws in his shoulders, thrusting your hips faster and faster, chasing the sweet relief.
“Come, i know you want it” he purred, his other hand firmly gripping your hip.
You didn’t need much longer. A wave of spasms went through your body as you came with a loud moan, riding out your orgasm on his cock and fingers at once. He came right after you, filling you up with loud whimpers, thrusting his hips up uncontrollably. You felt like passing out, only his arms wrapped around you cought you on time as you came down. He lifted you up and at you on his lap. Your body was still trembling, overwhelmed but so damn satisfied. He pulled you close to his chest and kissed your head.
“You were amazing.” he whispered, making you smile.
As you bacame more aware of your surrounding, you noticed Ethan who moved closer and started cleaning you up with a towel. Thomas kept stroking your back and humming quietly. Ethan finished and leaned down to give you a soft kiss. He put your legs across his lap, and started massaging your thighs and calves.
“Everything alright cucciola?” He asked with a soft smile and concered look on his face.
“Better than i was hoping for.” You responded with a blissful smile.Thomas cleared his throat and looked down at you.
“Maybe…you could come over to our next gig?” he said and they all chuckled.
“I don’t see why not” you responded with a grin.
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