Entranced, I watch as they kiss and fondle each other. They must have just gotten started. Dane has his hand working between her legs and she’s stroking his cock, which is rock hard.
My cock is rock hard I realize as I continue around the edge of the room to get a different view.
I feel completely weird as I find a place against the wall where I can lean against it and watch. They’re ten feet from me, completely immersed in each other, and my dick feels like concrete. I’m reminded of that night weeks ago when I watched Avril get fucked, and I wonder what the hell is wrong with me that I can be so turned on by that. Watching her with Dane is a million times more intense.
I should be running away and pretending I never saw this. Not sure how I’ll look them in the face on Monday at the office, but that’s not enough of a risk to have my feet moving. Instead, they stay firmly planted while I squeeze my hands into fists to prevent myself from jacking off.
As much as I’m fascinated and turned on, there’s a tiny kernel of jealousy starting to brew deep down as I watch Dane’s fingers pumping in and out of Avril. She and I shared something that night we watched each other, and it was outside the bonds of just friendship. It was sexual. There was a connection, but I never would have thought to act on it. I’m not sure whether I hate Dane or admire him for pushing past something I couldn’t.
But really… I can’t hate him or her. They’re both enjoying what they’re doing, and I can tell by the way their hands are moving and the way they are kissing that this isn’t the first time they’ve been together. They obviously have a connection, and the only way I could ever begrudge that is if our friendship gets ruined.
It might. But it might not.
All I know is I’m rooted to the spot, unable to look away and knowing when I do finally jack off or fuck someone else in here, I’m going to come harder than I probably ever have before.
Neither of them seem to be in a hurry to get off, slowly and lazily touching each other, and it’s driving me crazy. I consider finding someone in here to fuck, just so I can get off, but then I’m surprised when Dane rears up and spins Avril so her back is along the reclining portion, which has her facing me. Dane spreads her legs wide. My eyes go straight to her pussy, which is glistening wet. My view is immediately obstructed as Dane drops to his stomach and presses his face right into her. My cock jumps as Avril’s back arches in pleasure, and I have no choice but to adjust myself, stroking myself lightly over my jeans.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Dane’s head moves back and forth as he eats Avril’s pussy, and it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. My mouth waters, and that little kernel of jealousy expands a tiny bit. Part of me wants to clap Dane on the back, but the other part wants to pull him off her so I can get her off with my tongue.
It takes no time at all and Avril’s head shoots up as her hands go to Dane’s head where she fists chunks of his hair. She cries out her release as her hips rotate to create more friction between his mouth and her clit. He keeps at her, and I can hear her say “stop” as she pulls on his head.
And as soon as his head lifts to look at her, Avril’s gaze shifts past him to land directly on me. It happens all in an instant, but it seems like I watch it in slow motion.
Her eyes go wide with shock followed by a flood of guilt within those blue irises. I only get contrition for a second at most before flames leap in her eyes as she realizes I just watched Dane eat her out and there’s a part of her that likes it.
Avril murmurs something I can’t hear, but Dane does, because he’s pushing up and turning to look over his shoulder at me. There’s no guilt on his face at all, but I see an openness I’d expect if I were to walk into a bar to meet him for a long overdue drink together.
Leaning to the side so she can see past Dane, Avril then does the absolute unthinkable. She lifts her arm, turns her palm upward, and holds it out to me. Her eyes are hot and fevered. When I glance at Dane, I can see he’s turned on by the prospect of what Avril is silently offering me right now.
She’s beckoning me to play with them, and my conscience finally decides to rear its ugly head. I move to take a step backward only to be brought up short by the wall to my back. Dane’s face turns troubled, and Avril pushes off the chaise to walk toward me.
My eyes roam all over her body as she comes my way, my first completely unfettered view of her as I couldn’t see much of her body that night we both fucked other people in here. She’s stunning… breasts heavy with tight nipples and cropped blond hair on her pussy that’s slightly darker in the middle because it’s wet. My cock starts aching as she gets closer, and I feel like a deer caught in the headlights.
Avril steps right up to me, and my eyes come up to meet hers.
“Please join us,” she whispers, and I don’t mistake the plea in her voice. I’m not sure if this is out of guilt they’ve been caught or she truly wants me, but I’m so fucking horny at this point, I’m not sure I even care. Somewhere in the back of my mind, something is screaming at me to move cautiously and take heed, but this is Avril standing in front of me.
A woman I’ve loved for a long time in the same way that Dane has loved her.
The look in her eyes is asking me to love her in a different way right now.
“Is this wrong?” I ask her.
“It’s not to me,” she murmurs, and I want her to touch me so bad. If she touches me, my decision will be made.
She doesn’t, though, and I know she wants me to walk on my own accord the rest of the way.
I look past her to Dane. He’s now standing beside the chaise, his erection standing tall. Nothing about the woman whose pussy he just ate inviting me to join them is turning him off. He gives me a nod, telling me it’s okay.
But nothing about this is okay.
My two best friends.
My two best platonic friends.
Standing naked and asking me to join them.
“Fuck it,” I mutter just as I reach out to pull Avril to me. She comes easily and steps right into my body, her lips coming straight to mine.
I groan when her tongue breaches my mouth, and my hands go to her ass to pull her against my erection. Avril sighs. It sounds like happiness to me, so I choose to believe I am making her happy.
She works her hands in between us, opening my jeans. When her hand wraps around my cock, my knees go weak. My eyes start to roll, but Dane stepping up behind Avril makes them pop wide. He wraps his arms around her, one hand going to a breast, the other going between her legs. Avril’s hand tightens on my dick, and she strokes me hard as Dane fingers her.
“Kiss me again,” she whispers, and I do without hesitation.
I’m so worked up I’m surprised I’m not spilling in her hand, but the entire scenario is so surreal, I’m having a tough time even processing the feelings.
“Let’s go back to the chaise,” Dane says in a low voice. Before I know it, he’s pulling Avril by the hand that way. She, in turn, takes my hand in hers, regretfully letting go of my dick. The three of us walk in a line back to the furniture that’s just begging for something dirty to take place on it.
Dane, being Dane, takes control and pushes Avril toward the chaise. He positions her head near the low reclining portion so she’s on her hands and knees. I watch mesmerized as he runs a hand down her back, dragging his fingers through the crack of her ass to play lightly at the back of her pussy.