Angela's Apocalypse Pt. 02

Welcome to part 2 of Angela's Apocalypse. This story has bisexual people enjoying bisexual group sex. If that doesn't do it for you this might be a skip. This story also features aspects of loneliness and grief. Everyone involved in sexual encounters are 18+ and all characters are mine. Hope you enjoy!

Angela's Apocalypse: Recovery

September 2043

Angela slipped into the pink and white poster bed after shaking out the sheets a little, small clouds of dust billowing from them. The slightly musty smell of the sheets told Angela she would be doing some washing tomorrow if it was sunny. She had just snuggled down under the cool sheets, trying her best to ignore the stale smell, when she heard the rumble of Rivers' deep baritone through the walls. They were clearly much thinner than she originally thought. Truthfully though, having been alone in the house for so long she had no real idea how thin they were.

Rivers' velvety voice kept rumbling through the walls occasionally. Angela began to wonder what the two were talking about then realized that she couldn't hear Rhodes reply. There was a sudden exclamation and then a quieter grumble. Was that a moan she heard?

Warmth crept up Angela's neck as she realized what was happening. It had probably been a while since Rivers and Rhodes had such privacy, and safety. The sound of another muffled moan sent a wave of warmth trickling quickly into Angela's stomach, tightening pleasantly between her legs. Her mind played a sensual scene in her head; flashes of Rivers on his knees behind Rhodes, cocks rigid in front of them, dripping. Their mouths meeting and tongues probing forward, ravaging each other.

Slowly, almost carefully, as if she might disturb the glass like surface of a lake, her fingers crept past the waistband of her underwear. Rubbing slowly over the slightly coarse hairs she gave an experimental rub, closing her eyes softly, focusing on the sounds, the sensations, the pictures in her head. She circled her clit gently and slowly, becoming reacquainted with the feelings that rose inside of her.

A sharp gasp escaped, and her legs twitched open, as her body remembered what this felt like, how pleasant the memory of being touched like this. Suddenly, the images of Rivers and Rhodes melted away, replaced with Joshua. She paused only for a moment waiting for the arousal to ebb away. But a sudden cry of 'Riv!' kept her grounded in the sensation.

Now memories of Joshua flashed through her mind. Their synchronicity, their life together, their somewhat unusual sexual proclivities. Angela latched her mind onto those sensual memories of him, letting her mind explore them more freely than ever before.

Fingers dragged through her ever-moistening labia. Another gasp sprang from her as she plunged two fingers into her opening, surprised to find it so warm, so wet. What she hoped was a soft moan escaped her as she ran her now wet fingers over her clit.

She was dimly aware of the fact that Rhodes and Rivers had gone quiet, but it didn't dampen her enthusiasm.

Her breathing came in rough pants as she moved her fingers back down her slit and plunged them inside herself again, her thumb quickly circling her clit. She breathed out a moan as her hips began to shift rhythmically against her hand. The wave rose, gradually but consistently until her back arched, head pressed hard into her pillow. She bit roughly at her lip to keep from crying out as her fingers moved inside her.

When she came it felt like the first time. Her thighs quivered as her body rose slightly off the mattress, her toes holding her up as she shook. She was surprised by the spurt of warmth that covered her hand, trickling down her crack to the bed sheets. As her orgasm ebbed away, her hips lowering softly to the bed again, she rubbed gently at the wetness, relishing the sensations, remembering how this had felt before. Remembering Joshua with more love, instead of only debilitating grief.

She sighed out a long breath as her breathing evened out. She imagined Rivers and Rhodes wrapped around each other. She remembered Joshua wrapped around her, her chest welling with love and desire. It was a sexual reawakening for her.

~~

The next morning Angela woke up embarrassed, fully prepared for an awkward morning. She was certain the couple had heard her masturbating to their own pairing. At the very least she thought they might suspect she had heard them but neither Rivers nor Rhodes said anything.

In fact, the atmosphere was more relaxed than the day before, not quite familiar, not yet, but relaxed. There was still a general air of sadness, of grief at the missing children but as they began to discuss their plan, even that feeling began to ebb away.

Over the next five weeks the trio focused on Rivers' and Rhodes' recovery. Although Rivers insisted that he felt fine and was anxious to get on with the rescue of Jax, Rhodes held him back. He insisted he should rest up and let his shoulder heal properly to avoid infection. So, Rivers grumpily held himself back and tried to take it easy.

Angela had to admit it was nice having people around again. She was beginning to feel more like her old self again. The depressive episodes would try to roll in but then Rhodes would come ask if she wanted food. Or Rivers would ask her to help him refill the tub. Or both would ask if she wanted to go with them on a supply run.

Discussion of rescuing their kids gave her a new sense of purpose. Watching Rivers and Rhodes so tirelessly run through their very limited options for getting them back was inspiring; their dedication to their son was the only reason they needed to press on. They didn't have that same sense of futility that had festered inside Angela in the months she'd been alone.

The problem they kept running into was that they knew so little about The Safety. Their plan seemed to amount to one step, go to the meeting spot provided on the flyers and make sure they all knew their cover stories. They would bring weapons of course, but they would likely be taken from them upon their arrival.

"I'd feel better if we could at least scout out their location, get a feel for what they've got going on," Rhodes said annoyed.

"Me too," Angela conceded. "But none of us have any idea where that might be."

"It can't be that far though, right? Why don't we just wander around looking for likely places?" Rivers suggested.

"We could, but we're both still healing from our injuries," Rhodes said with a sigh. "Besides, what if we get caught in a horde while we're wandering around aimlessly? Or what if The Safety finds us and we're not prepared to go in yet?"

"Fair points," Angela said.

"We go out all the time Rhodes. We've gone on at least two supply runs since we've been here," Rivers pointed out. "We don't get caught by the undead then."

"Yeah, Rivs, because we know where we're going. We're not distracted looking for something with no clue of where it's at. We go where we need to then come back here. We can be sneaky, stealthy and quiet, it's not so easy when you're looking for something," Rhodes argued.

"Also," Angela began. "It's probably a pretty good distance away. I've been around this area for a year now and I haven't stumbled across any community big enough to be as organized as The Safety seems to be."

Rivers sighed and grumbled to himself before speaking again.

"Alright, alright. Once we get inside the community, how will we find the kids?" Rivers asked. "We can't just go in guns blazing. We have no idea how things work with them."

"It's frustrating," Angela agreed. "I guess we just go in as if we're looking for shelter and well... safety. If it's anything like some of the other communities I've seen and heard about in the past, there's likely a bit of a quarantine while they make sure there's no infection then introduction into the society's structure."

"We don't know that's how it will be," Rhodes grumbled.

"There's no way to know," Rivers said irritably. "We'll just have to hope for the best."

Angela rubbed his arm as he spoke, giving his wrist a companionable squeeze. He sighed and put his arm around her shoulders, resting his head on hers for a moment.

Truthfully, she was surprised by how quickly she began to feel a kinship with these two men. They had essentially barged into her life and interrupted her tedious cycle of depression and self-pity. She felt a certain panic that it had only taken her a few weeks to feel such a closeness with them, the anxiety of having more loved ones to lose was worrying, but she couldn't seem to stop herself. The care they gave each other soon became care for her as well.

It was clear that Rivers and Rhodes felt the same kinship that Angela did. At first it had simply been the shared grief of lost children, but as time went by and they spent more time together the men began to view Angela as a companion. From the moment that Rivers had laid himself on the dining room table to get his bullet removed she had shown concern for both of them. In turn, she quickly became someone they wanted to take care of as well. Rivers often thought about how Angela was just the kind of person they would have befriended before this whole fucking apocalypse happened.

Angela recognized the rapidly growing bond between the three of them. She could envision a future with them after they rescued their children; all of them living together, working together, surviving, thriving together.

As such she tried not to think too often of the brief glimpse of Rhodes' cock she caught. Friends didn't contemplate their buddies' genitalia, right? But every so often the image would pop into her head. Especially on nights when the men were intimate, their groans and moans echoing through the paper-thin walls.

The more comfortable they became with her, the more vocal they seemed to become. Never loud enough to alert any undead in the area, but enough that they must know Angela could hear them. In truth, she didn't mind that much. Hearing them was as close to sex as she was going to get for a while.

~~

Five Weeks Later

October 2043

Rhodes' arm was out of the sling. He was able to move it in a full rotation although it was somewhat stiff. Rivers' stitches had been removed, and the wound had healed over, leaving a pale scar in its wake. Both men seemed to be mostly recovered from their injuries. Since the "plan" they had come up with to retrieve their children was so wildly simple they could see no reason to continue to postpone it.

The night before the group intended to execute their plan, a huge mob of undead wandered into the cul-de-sac from the surrounding greenbelt. They milled around for hours, moaning and bumping into each other. It was comically gruesome to watch as the fresher ones knocked over or knocked bits off the older undead. Finally, the horde seemed to lose interest in whatever had brought them out. One by one they started to wander off through backyards, down the streets or back into the greenbelt. Some continued to mill around surrounding houses, rotting hands banging against doors and windows.

The trio very quietly checked and double checked the locks, traps, and barricades before creeping upstairs. They all huddled around the window in the girl's room, taking turns peeking through the small opening in the paper.

"It looks like they're thinning out," Rivers whispered.

"Maybe," Rhodes confirmed quietly after taking a look. "I still don't like the idea of you sleeping in here on your own Angie."

Angela waved a hand at him.

"I'll be fine. This happens sometimes and I've been alright every other time. We just need to keep quiet," Angela whispered.

Rhodes shook his head, still staring out the window.

"I'd feel better if you slept with us," Rhodes said not taking his eyes off a small group of undead milling closer to the house.

Angela's face reddened and she was grateful for the darkness that was surrounding them.

"It's OK, I'll be fine," Angela said.

"I think Rhodie is right. Just bunk with us tonight," Rivers said reaching out to squeeze her shoulder, his fingers tracing down her arm lightly.

Her heart raced at his touch, and she felt a surge of pleasurable tightness between her legs. She started to sputter a response when Rhodes pressed the paper back into place and held her gaze.

"I have to know you're safe," he said sincerely.

Another wave of pleasure washed through her.

"I can take care of myself," she whispered feebly.

"I know, Angie, but you don't always have to. Sleep with us tonight," Rhodes said pushing a lock of her short hair behind her ear.

His fingertips brushed over her ear, and she suppressed a shiver of delight.

"Well... alright," she said finally.

~~

The bed in the primary suite was a huge California King but with the bulk of Rivers between Angela and Rhodes it still seemed snug. Rhodes was curled around the back of Rivers. They had a blanket pulled up to their hips, their tanned and scared chests on display as they slept. Rhodes' arm was thrown over Rivers, his fingers dangling into the burly man's chest hair.

Angela had her arm tucked under her pillow; a blanket pulled to her waist as she watched the two men sleeping. They really were attractive men. The first day she had met them after they had bathed and come back downstairs, she had noticed. Their good looks were undeniable.

Rivers was tall, huge, burly, with a generous amount of tightly curled chest and body hair. His light brown locks just brushed his shoulders and looked silky after the wash. The hue complimented his green eyes nicely. Rhodes, just a bit shorter than Rivers, was lean and toned. His warm chocolatey brown eyes highlighted his dark roughly cut shaggy hair.

Angela felt the now familiar thrill run through her body. A wave of arousal puckered her nipples, diving lower through her stomach pleasantly, nestling into the crotch of her underwear moistening them. She pulled in a long slow breath, clenching her teeth at the growing pleasurable sensation.

This is what she had been afraid of. She should just turn away and stop looking at these handsome men. Just roll over and go to sleep, stop dwelling on the fact that she'd seen Rhodes' cock, and it was just as gorgeous as the rest of him. Stop wondering if Rivers' cock is just as beautiful, although she'd bet it was.

Her nipples stood out in her t-shirt, growing harder as they rubbed against the soft fabric with each breath she took. She couldn't pull her eyes away from these two men in front of her. She wasn't even touching herself and her body was responding simply watching them lying here in front of her.

Rhodes shifted in his sleep, a groan moving up his throat. Angela saw his hips moving beneath the blanket, pressing forward against Rivers. Rivers let out a little sigh and shifted his hips backward to meet the pressure. Rhodes' hand slid down his muscled torso, under the blanket.

Angela couldn't see beneath the blanket but could guess what was happening when Rivers let out a whimpering moan. Angela bit her lip and slowly, licked two fingers, then brought them down to her clit, rubbing in slow small circles over it. With her other hand, she rolled one of her nipples between her fingers.

"Rhodie," Rivers moaned, the deep rumble of his voice was laced with lust and vibrated in Angela's body.

Hearing it in person rather than through the wall was extraordinary. She pressed her thighs together as her panties moistened further.

Rhodes had his mouth clamped to the crook of Rivers' neck, sucking hard when suddenly he opened his eyes. His cheeks reddened a little, clearly, he'd forgotten that they were sharing their bed with Angela tonight. But she held his gaze as she rolled her nipple and rubbed her clit, still biting her lip hard. A look of mischief crept into his eyes and Angela smiled a little at the glimpse of who he had been before the undead rose.

Rhodes rolled his hips forward again against Rivers and grunted going back to licking and sucking his neck. He grumbled something into Rivers' ear quietly and Rivers slowly opened his eyes seeing Angela watching them. He grinned a little as well.

"Enjoying the show, Angie?" Rivers grumbled quietly.

Angela nodded, kicking her blanket off showing them how she was enjoying herself. Rhodes brought his hand from beneath the blanket and gripped Rivers' bearded chin, turning his head towards him, lifting his eyebrows. Rivers nodded, and Rhodes also kicked off their blanket.

The two men wore boxers. Rivers' cock tenting his garment dripped so profusely it left a wide, glistening mark on the fabric. Rhodes growled softly as he rolled his hips against Rivers, looking up at Angela. She peeled off her t-shirt and panties bringing her fingers back to her clit circling it slowly, moaning at the sensation. She slid her fingers between the soaked labia and plunged two inside herself gasping as she did so.

Rhodes hooked his fingers into the waistband of Rivers' boxers and pulled them down, biting him lightly on his shoulder. Rivers groaned as his cock was exposed.

Angela stared down at it. It was indeed at least as gorgeous as Rhodes'. He held Rivers' hard cock in his hand smearing the dripping precum all around his glans and down the shaft.

"Ughnn, yeah, Rhodie," Rivers reached forward and rested one huge hand on Angela's side, gently pulling her close.

"Want to come closer Angie?" he asked huskily.

Angela slid forward her fingers still pumping in and out of her. Rhodes took his hand from Rivers' cock and gripped Angela's wrist, again raising his eyebrows. Angela nodded quickly, sliding her fingers from herself. He put her two fingers in his mouth, sucking her juices off of them.

"I haven't tasted pussy in so long," Rhodes moaned around her fingers licking wetly at them.

Rivers reached behind him and pulled at Rhodes' boxers.

"Come on Rhodie, we're all naked here, join the party," he grumbled.

Rhodes gave Angela her hand back and slid his boxers down his legs kicking them to the ground. Angela caught a quick sighting of Rhodes' cock and moaned. She pressed a kiss to Rivers' hairy chest. Rhodes grinned and pushed his hard cock against Rivers' back, smearing his dripping precum on his skin and through his back hair.

"He likes to have his nipples bitten," Rhodes grumbled out. "Hard."

Angela looked at his nipples and sure enough ringing them were visible indentations, even a few scars. She ran her fingers over his peaked nipples roughly.

"Do you want me to bite you, Rivers?" she asked quietly.

"Fuck yes," he replied.

He rolled his hips grinding his thick cock against her leg. Angela leaned down and ran her tongue in a circle around Rivers' nipple before sinking her teeth deep into his flesh. His chest pushed forward, his hand twisting into her hair. He sucked a hard breath through his clenched teeth, his cock dripping madly on her leg.

"Ugghnn, Angie, fuck yeah," he groaned.

Angela sucked briefly, pressing her teeth harder into his nipple. His head bucked back, and a quiet yelp escaped him. She moved to the other nipple and repeated the process, digging her sharp canines into his skin. Rivers groaned and moaned the whole time.

Rhodes continued to pepper kisses along Rivers' neck and rub his cock against his back. He reached over Rivers and gripped Angela's thigh. His fingers ran from mid-thigh up to her throbbing clit. With fluttering touches, he circled it, bringing moans up her throat. Angela propped her leg open and pushed her hips forward giving him easier access to her pussy. Rhodes slid his fingers from her clit down between her soaking lips and pressed two fingers inside of her.

"Oh fuck, Angie, you're so wet," he groaned.

He pumped his fingers in and out of her. She pulled her mouth from Rivers' nipple, her mouth dropping open as she pulled in a gasping breath. He curled his fingers up, dragging them along her walls.

"Ooohhh, Rhodes," she moaned.

He abruptly pulled his fingers from her and brought them up to Rivers' mouth. His mouth dropped open eagerly and he groaned when Rhodes put them to his tongue. He pumped his fingers slowly. Angela resumed her biting of his nipples and pressed a hand on his shoulder guiding him onto his back.

Her tongue ran wetly between Rivers' pecs and down his abs. Cupping his balls in one hand she held his fully erect cock in the other hand. She delicately kissed the tip, his precum slicking her lips, which she opened sliding them over his throbbing head.

"Ah, god," Rivers groaned.

He reached down and ran his fingers through her short locks as her tongue circled his sensitive tip. She sucked hard, relishing the sharp flavor of him in her mouth. Rhodes moaned watching Angela bring her head down Rivers' thick shaft. She flattened her hand and took the entire girth of him into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as her head came back up his shaft. Rhodes grabbed his own cock and pumped up and down slowly watching them for a moment longer.

Her eyes darted up to Rhodes and caught his gaze. She wiggled her ass a little and raised her eyebrows. With a grin he leaned forward and crawled behind her. Her pussy dripped in front of him and his mouth watered at the sight of it.

Rhodes brought his mouth to her juiciness and dragged a tongue from front to back. He gripped her ass cheeks and ran his tongue back to front, flicking the tip of it against her clit. Her mouth stuttered over Rivers' cock, and she moaned.

"Oh fuck," Rivers whispered, and he bucked his hips upward tapping the back of Angela's throat.

Saliva and precum ran down his cock in rivulets rolling over his balls and dripping to the bed. Angela massaged his balls roughly, taking one in her mouth and sucking, coming back to Rivers' shaft, licking up the length, bringing her mouth down over it. Her hand massaging his balls slid over his wet skin. Rivers began moaning his fingers working through Angela's hair.

Rhodes ran his tongue up and down through her wet slit, relishing the taste of her arousal. His tongue pressed forward into her dripping entrance. He flicked it in and out causing Angela to moan again as her pussy continuously dripped, sending moisture trickling down his chin. He circled her clit with his tongue before he sucked it into his mouth, biting it gently. Angela squealed and Rivers' twitching cock popped out of her mouth slapping messily against his abdomen.

"Oh god," he quickly pulled himself up and crawled behind Rhodes, kneeling behind him.

Rhodes pulled his mouth from Angela's drenched pussy pulling in a deep breath. He ran his fingers over her labia thrusting them in and out of her quickly. Rivers planted a kiss on Rhodes' shoulder as he pushed his cock through his crack, spreading spit and precum around his tight hole. He swiped two fingers over the slickness on his dick and circled Rhodes' hole.

"Ugh, yeah Rivs," Rhodes groaned. His fingers curled into Angela again. "Ughn, Angie," he groaned.

"Rhodes," Angela moaned. "Rhodes, I... want... you... to..." she was panting trying to speak between breaths.

Rhodes was pumping his fingers hard and fast.

"What is it, Angie? Ughhhnn, Rivs," Rhodes grunted as Rivers thrust two fingers deep into Rhodes' puckered hole.

"You want Rhodie to fuck you, Angie?" Rivers grumbled out through a lustful haze.

"Yesss," she groaned.

Rhodes grinned as his fingers pumped in and out to the same rhythm as Rivers' fingers in his ass.

"I am... fucking you..." Rhodes moaned out.

"I want... your cock," Angela begged.

Rhodes grinned again. His cock was dripping madly, and he knew as soon as Rivers thrust into him, he would burst from the pleasure. Rivers shoved his fingers hard and deep.

"Ah, ughnnn, fuck, Rivs," Rhodes moaned his cock twitched, dripping onto Angela's calf.

He pulled his fingers from Angela and brought them behind him offering them to Rivers who sucked one of them enthusiastically, leaving the second for Rhodes.

"Condoms?" Rhodes panted.

Angela nodded and scrambled to the bedside table, wrenching the drawer open quickly. Surely there would be condoms inside. At first, she thought there weren't any, maybe Aric and Darin had been together long enough that they hadn't needed them. But by some miracle she found a crushed box at the back of the drawer that still had about five condoms inside. They had expired, but they were better than nothing.

Angela turned with a look of triumph on her face. The sight of Rivers and Rhodes together was almost enough to make her come. Both men knelt on the bed, Rhodes' erect cock standing rigid in front of him. One of Rivers' arms crossed carefully over Rhodes' good shoulder holding him tight to his hairy chest. Rivers' fingers worked in his ass, causing his cock to twitch with every slow thrust. Rhodes brought his second glistening finger, covered with Angela's arousal, to his own mouth. Their faces contorted in expressions of lustful ecstasy.

He leaned his head back against Rivers' shoulder and groaned as he sucked and licked his fingers. Rivers brought his mouth down to Rhodes' shoulder kissing and sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Both men moaned and writhed under the touch of the other. Angela brought her hand down to her clit circling it quickly, then thrust her fingers into herself.

"Ahhnnn, god," Angela groaned.

Rivers and Rhodes looked up momentarily and watched Angela as she pumped her fingers noisily in and out of her sopping pussy. Rhodes grinned around the finger still in his mouth and Rivers dragged his tongue up his neck.

"Fuck, you guys are so hot," Angela whimpered. "I'm gonna, ahn, you're gonna make me cum," she groaned.

Her fingers ground hard into herself, the heel of her hand rubbing her clit. Rhodes moaned theatrically and ran his wet finger down the length of his body to grip his cock. A devilish grin spread across his face. Rivers ran his tongue up the side of Rhodes' neck again.

"Oh! Ughnn, yes, fuck!" Angela felt the warm spurt on her hand, it trickled down her crack and settled wetly underneath her.

"Oh, good girl," Rivers grumbled out, causing Angela to moan again. "Condom?" he asked on behalf of the deliriously panting Rhodes.

Angela pulled her fingers from herself and started to wipe them on the bed sheets.

"Oh no!" Rivers grumbled. "Give that treat to Rhodie."

Angela lifted herself to her knees and made her way to Rhodes. He opened his mouth, his eyes glazed with lust and desire. He closed his lips around her fingers and sucked hard. His hands shot up and gripped her wrist hard.

"Oh god," he muttered around her fingers. "Condom."

She pressed it into one of his hands. He tore open the package and rolled it over his throbbing cock. Then his hand snaked around the back of her neck and he pulled her to him.

His lips were plump and soft, his tongue poked forward, sliding along her top lip and her jaw dropped slightly. The taste of her pussy invaded her mouth as his tongue twined with hers. He kissed her urgently but gently, squeezing the back of her neck slightly.

Rivers pulled his fingers from Rhodes' ass. He pressed him forward slowly. Angela lowered herself to the bed, Rhodes hovering over her on all fours. Rivers spat into his hand, wiping the moisture over his cock. Then he parted Rhodes' cheeks and pressed the spit slicked head of his thick cock against his pleated hole.

Rivers moaned and growled as he pushed forward. Rhodes' cock visibly twitched at the penetration, and he let out a long groan full of satisfaction. Angela alternated between watching Rivers' face and Rhodes' face, both exhibiting looks of pure bliss. Rivers sank into Rhodes until their balls rubbed together.

"Ahhh, fuck," Rivers' groaned.

"Ughh, yeah," Rhodes whimpered.

They stayed still for a moment, panting as Rhodes adjusted to the fullness inside him. Then Rivers pulled back out before thrusting into Rhodes slowly. Angela lay under him, and she cradled his face, planting a kiss on his lips.

As Rivers pressed into him again, Rhodes lined himself up with Angela's wet entrance. The heat poured off her and he could almost feel it through the latex of the condom. He thrust forward slowly relishing the warmth that embraced his condom clad dick. Angela gasped in a long breath as he filled her completely.

"Oh fuck, god, Angie," Rhodes groaned. Rivers thrust into Rhodes. "Fuck, Rivs!"

"Rhodie, uuhhnn, I'm... I..."

Rivers started to roll his hips rapidly, pounding into Rhodes. The force of Rivers' thrusts carried through to Rhodes' thrusts into Angela. The bed banged against the wall.

"Ughhhnnn, yes, Rivers, Ah! Rhodes!" Angela choked out, trying to stop herself from shouting.

Rhodes' cock slid quickly and smoothly through her creating a delicious friction. He pressed her knees wide holding them down as he pounded into her.

"Ah, ugh, fuck yes, oh fuck yeah, Rivs, harder," Rhodes groaned.

Rivers obliged and rolled his hips harder into Rhodes who bit back a yelp.

"Ahh, ah, fuck Rhodie," Rivers grumbled.

He was getting so close. He held Rhodes' hips, trying to give him enough flexibility to pound into Angela.

"Ugh, fuck, almost there," Rivers ground out pounding hard into Rhodes.

"Oh, shit, fuck, yeah, yes, yes," Rhodes' head was swimming, with the dual pleasure of being pounded and doing the pounding.

He wasn't sure how he was able to keep thrusting into Angela as Rivers fucked him. She was writhing and groaning under him bucking her hips in time with their hard fast thrusts.

"Ughnn, Fuck! I'm cumming!" Rivers exclaimed.

Rivers pounded forward hard as his cock burst, spurting in two huge explosions. He worked his dick in and out of the mess slowly letting Rhodes' twitching hole milk his cock as he continued to pound into Angela.

"Oh fuck, yeah, yes, Angie, fuck!" Rhodes groaned.

"Yeah, oh, yeah, yes, Rhodes, I'm... I'm so close, ughnn! AH!" Angela's pussy gripped hard at Rhodes' cock causing him to shudder. "Oh fuck! Ughn!"

The squeeze of her iron grip caused his cock to explode, spurting in three huge gushes. He held himself inside her, shuddering with each pulse of his dick, loving the feeling of Rivers' cock in his ass as he fucked Angela. As his orgasm began to ebb away, he thrust into her in small slow stokes, relishing the feel of being enveloped.

Rivers slowly pulled his cock free of Rhodes, eliciting one more weak spurt from his cock that trickled out of him. Cum seeped from Rhodes' ass and Rivers watched with satisfaction as it dripped down his taint, to his balls.

Rhodes pulled his cock from Angela, who shuddered a little at the exit. They all collapsed on the bed together panting, catching their breath. After a moment they thought to peek out the window and down the hall realizing they had let themselves get a bit vocal.

It looked safe, so they cleaned up in the en suite bathroom, then curled up together on the bed and fell into a deep and restful sleep. The next morning, they would meet The Safety.

Thank you so much for reading! I do hope you enjoyed it. Next week our trio will attempt a meeting with The Safety. See you then. xoxoxo, JS