Secrets - Barry

"Mr. Bee, do we really have to go through all this?" The voice of the female student from the back of his class brought a smile to the teacher's face.

"Yes, Miss Jordan, school isn't over yet." Barry, or colloquially known as Mr. Bee by most of the staff and students, answered his student without even looking from the already finished tests on his desk. Still, the smile remained on his face.

To say the seniors of Anderson High had senioritis was an understatement. School was over in two weeks, and they were all ready for their final summer break before becoming adults. Barry included himself in being ready for summer break, he loved his job and he loved his students. But it was May and he'd been teaching since the middle of August, it was time for the young men and women to move on. Senior finals had finished already, and final grades were just around the corner. This last month had been nothing but busy work simply to keep the seniors in his class from getting in trouble.

Fortunately for Barry, he was a rather popular teacher among the students. He was an oddity among the school as well. Chocolate skin, a well maintained beard, bald, and a build that was more befitting of an athlete than that of a nerdy social studies teacher. At 32, he was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, and he wasn't deaf to the whispers the girls had about him, nor was he blind to the looks. It didn't help that he wasn't a Secrit Vale native, hailing from Mississippi instead.

The bell rang and the students stood up as they started getting ready to leave.

"Tests on my desk before you leave, if you didn't finish, make it up on Monday!" Barry called out from his chair. He looked up, nodding at the students as they placed their sheets on his desk one by one.

"Mr. Bee, you coming to the volleyball game tonight?" Jordan asked, stopping in front of the desk. Barry looked up at his student and shrugged as if he didn't already know the answer.

"I don't know. I've seen you play before Jordan, it wasn't all interesting." He joked with a smile. Jordan gasped and the nearby students laughed. The truth was quite the opposite of Barry's teasing. Jordan was the team captain and easily capable of going places if she decided to stick with volleyball.

"You're such a liar." Jordan remarked. Barry smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, I'll be there, and good luck."

"That's better." With that, Jordan slapped her unfinished test on the desk and walked out of the room. The door closed behind her, dampening the noise of dozens of students walking through the hallway right outside as they started making their way homes. Barry sighed, leaning back in his chair and taking the brief moment of silence to relax. Another day down, another weekend coming up. He had been looking forward to tonight, Fridays had slowly become his favorite day. Not simply because it was the end of the work week, but because of her... a woman by the name of Rebecca. His phone buzzed with an incoming text message and he quickly pulled it out of his pocket to open it up. Just as planned, Rebecca had messaged him.

R: It's Friday, you know what that means!

B: You. Me. My bed.

His response was quick, Rebecca's response was even faster.

R: See u in 20.

Barry closed his phone, feeling his pants tighten as a tent formed at the thought of what he was about to get up. Was it wrong? Yes, Rebecca was a coworker. But more importantly, she was a married coworker. Unhappily or not, it shouldn't have mattered, yet Barry didn't care about that. They were a fling, they both knew the circumstance. It was purely physical, mind-blowing sex and the occasional drink, that was basically it. It was enough for Barry. His cock twitched in his pants and he put his phone away. Twenty minutes, the time would fly after waiting all week for his regularly scheduled hook-up.

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"Fuck, you're so big!"

Rebecca's loud moan filled the silence as Barry slid his long and girthy member into her from behind. He moaned as her walls, slick with arousal, clamped down around him. Rebecca lay in front of him, milky white skin slick with sweat, auburn red hair hanging down over her face. Pleasure coursed through both of their entangled bodies, causing pre-cum to drip from Barry's tip.

"You feel so good." Barry breathed out as he gripped Rebecca by her hourglass waist. His tight grip left an imprint on her smooth skin as he buried himself inside her completely. Rebecca moaned loudly again, gripping the pillow in front of her with tightly closed fists. It didn't take long for Barry to hit her cervix, Rebecca was significantly smaller than him at only 5'2. Nearly a foot difference.

"Fuck me, Barry."

Barry moaned at the sensual voice coming from Rebecca, his eyes scanned over her back and met her eyes as she looked back at him with pleading eyes full of lust. With a smile, he obliged and pulled back before slamming into her wet folds hard. Rebecca squealed, mouth wide open, and the smack of flesh on flesh rang out. His cock twitched with pleasure and Barry slammed into Rebecca's pussy once more. Their moans filled the room, a song of forbidden pleasure.

The two had been hooking up for months now, ever since the staff Christmas party back in December. He had drunk a bit too much and Rebecca was looking for revenge after arguing with her husband. Rebecca had always wondered if the rumors about black men were true, and she had found out that it was indeed true for Barry before the night was over. Ever since, they agreed that Friday after school was the best time. Her asshole husband always worked late, sometimes even staying overnight out of town, and neither of them had any kids of their own to worry about. It was the perfect opportunity.

More pleasure shocked its way through their nervous systems, causing the pair to moan in unison. Barry continued his thrusts, and Rebecca let her lust take over. She began thrusting back into him, meeting his hips with every motion until they found the perfect rhythm. Her walls massaged every inch of his rock-hard cock, and Rebecca continued to squeal and moan. Her eyes gazed upon the diamond ring on her left hand, a wedding ring that was way too big and only served to remind her of her status as a trophy wife. She should have felt something upon seeing her ring, shame or guilt, or even disgust. Hell, if anyone found out about the two of them, they would definitely look at her like she was shameful or disgusting. But she felt nothing, only pure joy as Barry continued to pound her soaking wet pussy with the kind of ferocity she loved so much.

Her sex grew wetter, creamier, leaving a trail of white on Barry's tool. As she buried her ring hand beneath the pillow to keep it from view, she looked back at Barry with green eyes, ogling the muscles that lined his body. Six-pack abs, thick chest, wide biceps, big cock. He was the perfect man.

"I'm gonna cum again..." Rebecca moaned. Barry grunted out his response. He was too focused on keeping his rhythm up. Rebecca's moans grew louder and louder, until they crescendoed into a loud open mouth scream of pure bliss. Her juices flowed out like a river, coating his cock and splashing out onto the bed sheets beneath them.

"Fuck yes." Barry groaned. He loved it when she came like this, it worked him up more than anything else she ever did. A sign that he was doing his job right. As Rebecca screamed, Barry continued to pound her through her orgasm. His grip on her waist grew tighter, his balls began to tighten up as his own climax drew nearer.

"I'm getting close..." He moaned out over the sounds of their bodies slapping together. Those were the magic words, a signal for Rebecca to do what Barry loved so much.

Her body was nearly a blur. With a moan of approval, Rebecca pulled herself away, leaving her pussy feeling empty and gaping as she spun around. She quickly engulfed Barry's cock with her mouth, moaning at the taste of her juices on his smooth skin. She took him in deep, moaning and holding back a gag as his circumcised head pushed against the back of her throat. Pre-cum dripped onto her tongue and Barry moaned loudly. It was a bestial moan, primal, a sign of pure pleasure, and Rebecca loved it every time she heard it.

Barry was a great fuck, unlike her husband. Barry was vocal, attentive, and made sure she always got hers first. As much a gentleman as a man could be when taking someone else's wife. In return, Rebecca was more than happy to repay the favors. As her head bobbed up and down on his member, she looked up at him and they locked eyes. No words were spoken, but Barry knew what she wanted, as if a command was beamed directly into his mind.

"Cum in my mouth."

She had said it to him a hundred times before, and would lovingly say it a hundred more times. With one final groan, Barry gripped Rebecca's red hair with both hands and exploded in her mouth. His body tensed up, toes curled, hands gripped her hair tight. Rebecca froze, keeping her lips wrapped tightly as the large cock twitched and let loose everything. Rope after rope of white, hot, semen shot into her throat, coating her tongue before sliding down her esophagus. She shivered with pleasure and moaned at the taste. He tasted good, salty but not overbearingly so. His cum was like a drug. Hell, Barry was like a drug and she couldn't ever get enough of him.

"Holy fuck."

Barry groaned out as his explosive orgasm finally began to wane. His body relaxed and Rebecca moaned as she swallowed the last remaining drops. Barry flinched as he felt her tongue swirling around his overly-sensitive head and he let out a soft laugh. Rebecca giggled and let Barry pull himself from her mouth. Naked, bodies glistening with sweat, the pair flopped down on the bed and let out a sigh of relaxation. Rebecca lay on her stomach, head facing Barry's feet. Barry lay on his back, with one hand slowly rubbing Rebecca's bare butt.

"I made a mess." Rebecca giggled after swallowing the last remnants of cum in her mouth. Barry laughed and shook his head.

"You always do." As his cock softened, he began to feel the aftereffects of their time together.

They always went at it hard, and he was always a little sore afterwards. Rebecca was no different, though the soreness didn't last as long as it used to. She saw that as a sign that her body was finally getting used to his size. Rebecca giggled at Barry's response and rolled over onto her back. Her small, perky breasts lay flat against her chest, nipples still hard and pointing up at the ceiling. Barry shifted his hand onto her thigh, and his gaze caught a glimpse of her sex, marked red from the rough abuse they were so accustomed to inflicting on one another.

"Are you going to the game tonight?" Rebecca asked after a few seconds of silence.

"The volleyball game? Maybe, it depends." Barry answered smugly. Rebecca kicked his shoulder softly with her bare foot and smiled.

"On what, Mr. Bee?" Barry rolled his eyes at the usage of his nickname and placed his free hand on his chest.

"On if your husband is coming home tonight or not."

"Oh is that so?" Rebecca giggled, heart racing as her mind immediately knew where the conversation was going. "Just so happens that Tony is not coming home tonight." Rebecca giggled again and shifted on the bed so that she was propped up on one arm. Her free hand traced circles along Barry's thigh, her fingernails just barely grazing against his skin.

"So maybe you don't go home tonight either." Barry responded. "We can grab some drinks, order some food, stay naked..." Rebecca moaned at the thought of a night in with Barry. It was crossing a line for sure, or getting close to crossing their line. But Barry simply wanted more of her.

"I would love to," Rebecca answered after a moment of silent pondering. "But I told Bethany I would go to the game. You know how important volleyball is here."

Barry couldn't help but smile. It was true. Anderson High didn't have much in the way of sports. The football team was bad, the basketball team was mediocre, and nobody cared about most of the other sports. The only exceptions were baseball and volleyball. The boys baseball team had won the state championship two years in a row now, and the girls volleyball team was poised to make it to their state championship for the fourth year in a row.

"Yeah, some of the girls kept asking me to come tonight too." He responded.

"Oh I bet they were." Barry picked up on the veiled jealousy in Rebecca's tone and lifted his head to look up at her. "What?" Rebecca asked, feigning ignorance. "You got those senior girls all over you."

"You can't be serious right now." Barry groaned in annoyance. Just like that, the mood had soured. She always did this, always found something to pick at him about, nagging just to nag.

"What? Are you really going to lay there and act like you don't see it?"

"I wasn't even thinking like that. They're my students."

"Whatever dude, we both know if those little 18 year old girls threw themselves on you, you'd go for it."

"Oh like you did? And still do?" They both stared at each other and Barry could see the anger welling in Rebecca's eyes. In a flash, Rebecca kicked him in the arm with her foot, harder than before, and Barry sucked his teeth in annoyance.

"You're an asshole, Barry."

"Only to people who start shit for no reason."

"I wasn't even trying to, oh my god." Rebecca rolled out of the bed and began angrily picking up her clothes. Barry rolled his eyes. At this point, their post-sex arguments were just as regularly scheduled as their hookups. Almost every time, they'd fuck, they'd argue about some perceived slight, Rebecca would stomp out angrily. But by the end of the weekend, they'd make up over text and plan for another end of the week meeting. It was clockwork, and it was beginning to wear thin for Barry. Why couldn't sex between two consenting adults simply be just that?

Why did they always have to find something to argue about?

"Yep, that's me." Rebecca snapped as she began dressing herself. "Just some whore that likes to start shit for no reason." Barry scoffed and shook and picked up his phone to check the time.

"Well if the shoe fits." He responded. "My mama always said people get mad because they feel it's some truth to it." Rebecca moved fast, picking up his shoe and launching it in the air. Barry moved quickly, dodging his head to the side so the shoe hit the wall instead of his face. Now it was his turn to feel anger swelling inside. "Fuck out of my house." His words were low, nonchalant but still laced with anger.

"Go to hell, Barry." Rebecca barely had one shoe on before she was stomping out of his bedroom.

"Shit I will. Save a room for yo' cheatin' ass too. Right next to mine." Barry didn't wait for a follow-up response. He knew Rebecca heard his last words, but the only response was the slamming of his front door after a few seconds of silence. Silence long enough for Rebecca to finish getting dressed, presumably.

"What the fuck bro?" Barry groaned in frustration and rubbed his hands over his head.

Why were women so damn complicated?

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The sun went down and Barry decided to stay in. The students might be upset but he didn't want to deal with seeing Rebecca. The plan was simple, dress comfortably, watch some Houston Rockets basketball, and go to bed. Not even a minute after getting comfortable in a muscle shirt and basketball shorts, he felt his phone buzz with a text message. He sighed, already knowing who it was.

R: Heyy.

B: What's up?

R: I wanted to apologize for earlier.

B: It's all good. I ain't tripping over it.

R: Ok, good. I'm not either.

B: Ok.

R: Didn't see you at the game

B: Yeah. Stayed home.

R: Nice. I'm out with Bethany at the Union now. Our girls won so we're celebrating in their honor.

Barry couldn't help but roll his eyes before typing. Of course she was. Any reason to get drunk.

B: Ok.

And just like that, things were back to normal between the two of them. Or so Barry thought. Dry text messages aside, there was no animosity between them. This was the way it always turned out.

Rebecca's response wasn't what Barry had expected. His phone buzzed and he opened their text messages to see a selfie of Rebecca and Bethany at the bar, pressed cheek to cheek with wide smiles and an angle that gave Barry a full view of Bethany's cleavage. Before Barry could respond, another photo was sent. The second was of the two women taking a full-body shot in the bathroom mirror. Rebecca was in a pair of black form fitting leggings, an Anderson High t-shirt, and white sneakers. She looked good, as always, and it brought a smile to Barry's face. Bethany was wearing a loose white sundress that was short enough to show off her thick thighs, and a pair of flip-flops. Her breasts were practically begging to pop out.

R: What do you think?

B: You look good, have fun, stay safe.

R: Just me? Not Beth?

Another picture was sent. This time, it was just Bethany, sitting across the table with a drink in her head. Barry found himself examining the woman in the picture with a strange curiosity. What was Rebecca up to?

He only knew Bethany in passing. She was a freshman teacher for math. She and Barry were in different grades and different departments. The only thing he really knew about her was that she was a mother of two and had a history of relationships ending rather quickly. Of course that was all coming from Rebecca's mouth. So not even Barry knew how true it all could be.

But the picture brought one thought to Barry's mind. Bethany was an attractive lady, chubbier than Rebecca, though that was by no means a bad thing. With brown hair, tanned skin, and brown eyes, it was easy for Barry to see how she was able to get a lot of guys' attention. What he couldn't understand was how her relationships just always ended up failing, according to Rebecca.

B: She's cool.

He kept his response simple, unsure of where Rebecca was going and trying not to walk himself into another trap. Barry set his phone down and walked into his kitchen to pull out a drink. At first it was just water, but the sight of the six-pack deeper in the fridge made him realize he wanted alcohol instead. The bottle hissed as he twisted it open and he took a sip before walking back to his couch. He sat down and saw another message from Rebecca, this time it was a quick video.

Rebecca stood in a bathroom stall by herself with a mischievous smile. With one hand, she lifted up her shirt and revealed the black bra she was wearing beneath. The camera slowly panned down her body, showing off her flat stomach and stopping at her waist. With a giggle, Rebecca tugged on her leggings just enough to reveal the string of the thong she was wearing. The video ended and Barry found himself suddenly dealing with an erection.

This damn woman and her siren seduction.

B: You coming over after?

He took another sip before Rebecca responded.

R: Yes, and I have a present for you.

B: What's that?

There was a break long enough for Barry to finish his beer. Fortunately for Barry too, what Rebecca sent to him next would have made him spit his drink out if he had any left.

Another video popped up in the text chain, but it was of Bethany instead. The women were in the car this time, and Rebecca was obviously filming as Bethany sat in the back of the car. In one quick motion, Bethany pulled down her dress and flashed her large breasts to the camera. She held them up with her hands, pinching her nipples and jiggling them, causing Rebecca to cheer from behind the camera. The camera then flipped to show Rebecca's wide smile. "She's joining us tonight." Rebecca announced. "Call it my apology gift for earlier." Rebecca blew a kiss then the video ended.

Barry should have been dumbfounded. He should have been angry at the fact that Rebecca pulled another person into their secret. A secret that she herself declared could never get out. He should have chewed Rebecca out and told her not to come.

He set the phone down instead, the tent forming in his shorts taking all the blood away from his brain and reasoning along with it. What guy wouldn't want to have a night with two sexy women? It was practically every man's dream! There was no worry in his mind about their secret getting out, just lust now.

Barry pulled out the rest of his six-pack from the fridge, realizing he was going to need it to get through the night without stressing out even more. By the time he was halfway done with his second beer, the doorbell rang. He paused as he deliberated whether or not he should open the door. The chance to end this now was here, all he had to do was tell them to go away. Tell Bethany that her friend was drunk and there was nothing to do or see.

Barry opened the door and looked at Bethany and Rebecca standing on the front porch. They looked even hotter in person. Rebecca had obviously touched up her makeup and did her hair before going out, and Bethany's smile was even more attractive in person. He stood to the side, accepting what was to come tonight. Fun now, consequences later.

The women stepped into his house and Barry closed the door.

"Hey Bet..." Barry was cut off by a forceful kiss from Rebecca. She moaned into his mouth and ran a hand down his shirt. Her hand stopped at his crotch, squeezing his erection softly and she moaned again.

"Hey sexy." She greeted in a sultry tone. Barry returned the kiss and then placed a hand of Rebecca's arms.

"We... I think need to talk?" He questioned, glancing over at Bethany who watched the exchange with bright eyes.

"Oh she's fine." Rebecca said quickly. She spun around and walked towards the table where Barry's half finished beer sat. She grabbed it and took a sip. "I told her awhile back, she's not going to let it slip."

"You can trust me." Bethany answered. Barry closed his eyes to hide his frustration and he heard Rebecca open another beer.

"Sorry, I just... I don't know you that well and..."

"Barry, baby, she is fine." Rebecca interrupted, handing the open beer to Bethany. "I told her about us back in December before we even decided to keep this thing going. Obviously she hasn't told a soul."

Barry shifted his gaze back and forth between the two women and smiled. It made sense, the women were genuinely best friends. There probably wasn't a single secret between the two of them.

"And I have heard a lot about you, Mr. Bee." Bethany remarked, adopting the same sultry tone that Rebecca had used earlier.

"Everything." Rebecca added, swaying her way towards Barry. She wrapped her arms around his waist in an embrace and pushed her hips into his, feeling his erection through his shorts.

"Rebecca mentioned your fight. I suggested we hang out." Bethany continued to explain in between sips. "Also I was curious."

"About what?" Barry asked, though he had an idea what the answer already was.

"If what Rebecca tells me is true."

Barry smirked at the response and Rebecca giggled.

"That's a yes!" She cheered.

"That's me saying I need another drink." Barry remarked. There was no denying the attraction to Bethany, she was gorgeous just like Rebecca, and the thought of a threesome was enticing. But he needed to relax. As he moved towards his beer and opened a bottle, he couldn't quite figure out why he was so nervous suddenly. He was never a nervous man around Rebecca, maybe it was because he didn't know her friend on the same level.

The women were already drunk, or buzzed at the very least. Barry had gone drinking enough times with Rebecca to know how she got when she had a few drinks in her. Bethany was a harder read, but the way she pounded back the bottle told Barry that she was probably on the same level as Rebecca.

"Isn't he just... so hot?" Rebecca asked as she moved towards Barry who had decided to sit on the couch. There was a giggle from her as she sat down and placed a hand on Barry's chest.

She leaned forward and kissed him softly, parting his lips with her tongue and probing deeper into his mouth. Barry returned the kiss, finding the way her lips tasted ten times more intoxicating than any beer. Rebecca moaned, slipping her hand on his chest down into his shirt to touch his skin directly. She could feel his heart beating quickly and slowly pulled away from the kiss.

"Just relax," She whispered in his ear. "Let it happen, I got you." She spoke with a reassuring confidence that put Barry at ease, causing him to nod in acceptance and lean back as Rebecca resumed kissing him. She rubbed his chest with her fingertips gently, breathing heavily with arousal as she planted kisses on his neck.

In front of the pair, Bethany watched as the couple melted into each other. Barry closed his eyes and Bethany dropped to her knees. She touched Barry's knees, causing the man to flinch momentarily. Rebecca giggled and ran her hand along the side of his face. Bethany watched as they immediately went back to kissing each other and grabbed the waistband of his shorts. Barry lifted up immediately, lust had taken over the trio and there was nothing stopping them.

Bethany pulled his shorts and underwear down at the same time, gasping at the size of his large erection as it sprang free. Her own arousal grew and she felt her underwear dampen. She wasn't sure what she had expected. Rebecca always said he was a big man, but she never really described his cock. She was surprised to see how smooth his skin was, how thick and long it was. She'd had plenty of men before, there was a reason she had two kids after all, but none were quite like Barry's.

Barry kept his eyes closed as he and Rebecca continued their make-out session. He had let Bethany pull his clothes down without even registering it. He was aware of her presence, naturally, but he was focused entirely on Rebecca. Despite their arguments, her presence always had a way of drawing him in. She was a drug, an addiction that not even rehab could fix. As he and Rebecca kissed, he ran a hand along the side of her thin frame and slipped it up her shirt. Rebecca broke away from the kiss, smiling, and Barry watched as she quickly pulled off her own shirt, revealing her bra. Sitting up on her knees, she unhooked her bra and tossed it over the couch. Barry already knew what to do, what he always wanted to do whenever Rebecca bared herself in front of him. He leaned forward and took one of her perky nipples into his mouth, causing Rebecca to gasp and moan at the sensation.

Barry's cock twitched involuntarily in front of Bethany and she moved in closer. In one smooth motion, she wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft and wrapped her lips around the head. It twitched again at the sensation and Barry moaned. Bethany licked the head and moaned. She pushed her head down slowly, taking him further into her mouth and slowly stroked him with one hand at the same time. Barry continued sucking on Rebecca's nipples, alternating from one to the other every few seconds.

Bethany's mouth watered, causing her spit to dribble down the side of Barry's shaft with each passing second. She continued to bob her head up and down, using her hand to stroke him in tandem. Before long, his erection was coated with her saliva, and her skilled mouth had the man moaning softly. She was unaware of how much time had passed, but it was enough time for her jaw to start growing sore. It had been months since she was last with a man, and her body was hungry for the man in front of her. She stood up, lifted up her dress and pulled down her soaked panties. She turned around, showing off her plump ass to Barry who had paused to watch the little show.

With a smile, Rebecca leaned down and grabbed hold of Barry's penis with one hand. She held it up straight and watched as Bethany slowly leaned forward then lowered herself. Rebecca lined Barry's cock with Bethany soaking wet entrance and watched with a smile as her best friend slid down on her man, back to him. Her pussy squelched as it suctioned him in and Bethany let out a loud moan.

"Mmm... good isn't it?" Rebecca asked. Bethany moaned and looked back at her friend. "Ride my man, Beth." Rebecca ordered. "Feel how good he makes me feel." Bethany moaned in response and began sliding up and down on Barry's erection.

All three of them let out a moan, with pleasure overwhelming Barry and Bethany and Rebecca relishing the sight before her. Barry watched Bethany's rear as she bounced up and down on him. Her thick ass jiggled with each motion, her folds velvety and soft, gushed along his member and drenched it in juices. Rebecca removed her hand and stood up, causing Barry to grab Bethany's rear with both of his hands and give her ass a squeeze. Bethany leaned forward, bouncing on his cock and moaning loudly. Beside them, Rebecca finished undressing herself, kicking off her shoes and pushing her leggings and panties into a pile on the floor with the rest of her stuff.

Completely naked, Rebecca climbed back onto the couch beside Barry and grabbed one of his hands. She watched her friend's rear as it continued bouncing on Barry, and brought his hand to her own sex. She moaned as she rubbed her clit against his fingers, her folds drenched and aching for attention. The erotic sight before her was unlike anything she had ever seen, the sounds of their skin hitting together, the sound her own pussy made as she rubbed it, hearing Bethany's moans and knowing it was because of Barry, the forbidden lover she had claimed as her man long ago in secret. The thrill of it all was enough to send Rebecca into overdrive, and it only took a few moments for her orgasm to hit her.

"God... you're going to make me cum..." She moaned out. Barry and Bethany didn't respond, rather they couldn't. Their entwined bodies had their minds trapped in a fog of lust that drowned out all logic. The only sounds they could make were moans. Rebecca continued to use Barry's hand to rub her clit and she cried out in pleasure. Her juices flowed out from beneath her thighs, dripping down onto the couch below her.

"Yes... yes... yes..." Bethany managed to cry out with every bounce. She moved faster on Barry's cock, feeling her orgasm beginning to approach quickly. She slid up and down Barry's erection with ease, her juices allowing her to glide smoothly. "Fuck..."

Barry turned his gaze away from Bethany's bouncing ass and looked up at Rebecca in an attempt to distract his mind from the pleasure. He wanted to prolong the pleasure, to stall his own impending orgasm just a little bit longer. But seeing Rebecca's face twisted with pleasure, her mouth open as she orgasmed right beside him only served to send him into overdrive. He could feel his balls tighten and the familiar tingle of a climax.

Then Bethany stopped. She slammed down on his cock one last time and held herself in place, moaning loudly as her orgasm rocked its way through her body. Her walls clamped down on Barry's erection, massaging it as her body tensed up.

"Oh thank you... thank you... thank you..." Bethany moaned as she let the orgasm course through her body. The sudden stop in motion pushed Barry's orgasm away and he let out a thankful moan. Bethany continued to sit on Barry, breathing heavily as she let her body relax. There was silence between the trio, their heavy breathing and the TV being the only sounds filling the air.

"Fuck that was sexy." Rebecca finally called out. She moved herself away from Barry's hand and repositioned herself on the couch so that she was next to Bethany. "How do you feel, bestie?" She asked, hugging Bethany from behind and placing her chin on her shoulder. "Was it good?"

"So good." Bethany responded. Rebecca giggled and squeezed her friend's arms.

"Good, my turn." There was a pout from Bethany as she slowly stood up, letting Barry slide out from inside her with a wet pop and leaving her feeling empty. Rebecca wasted zero time, replacing Bethany's pussy with her own mouth instead.

"Oh fuck..." Barry gasped out at the sudden change. Rebecca slurped up her friend's juices that coated Barry's cock, bobbing her head up and down his entire length with practiced ease.

Rebecca balanced herself on her knees, bracing herself with her hands on thighs as she continued to suck Barry from the side. Muffled moans escaped her throat and Barry grabbed a fistful of her red hair with one hand. With Bethany, he let her take charge, to do what she felt comfortable with. Rebecca was a different experience. Over the months, they learned that they liked it rough. The rougher the better they both subscribed to and Barry was never one to disappoint. He pushed her head down until her mouth met the base of his shaft. Her throat closed around him and she fought back a gag.

Bethany watched for a moment, watching as Rebecca throated Barry with vigor. She was almost envious of the treatment. The way Rebecca's body jerked to fight back the urge to retch sent a shiver down Bethany's spine and she realized she needed more. She slid herself out of her dress while Rebecca slid Barry's cock from her throat. Rebecca gasped for air and looked up at Barry with the same wicked smile she always had when they were together. Rebecca wiped the drool from her mouth and motioned towards Bethany before engulfing Barry's cock once again.

With one hand, Barry moved Rebecca's head up and down his member, pushing it into her throat and back out again and again. As Rebecca gulped and gagged and moaned, Barry looked over and eyed Bethany's curvy body and large breasts. She smiled at him, swaying smoothly to give him a show.

"Glck... glck... glck..." The noises coming from Rebecca's throat grew louder and Barry moaned, raising his head as pleasure overwhelmed his sensitive member. Bethany climbed onto the couch beside Barry and laid down on her back. She spread her legs, with one foot on the back of the couch and the other foot hanging off the edge, allowing him a full view of her still drenched lips. With one hand, she squeezed her breasts together while her other hand trailed down towards her clit. She rubbed herself in slow circles while she watched the pair in front of her.

"Fuck you're so fucking good at that..." Barry praised softly. He pushed Rebecca's head down and held it there, causing the woman to moan and breathe through her noise. She massaged his cock with her throat while thick drool pooled out. She gagged, feeling her stomach lurch painfully and her pussy ache with want. Barry pulled Rebecca's head off of his member and watched as a thick string of saliva stretched from his head to her mouth. Rebecca took in a deep breath and looked over at Bethany with runny eyes.

"Naughty girl..." She said, her voice a little hoarse from the rough treatment of her throat. Bethany simply smiled and continued rubbing herself in slow, sensual circles. Rebecca then looked up at Barry. She moved up onto her knees, wiping her mouth of drool. She crawled across the couch towards Bethany and Barry stood up, taking his shirt off. Bethany watched as Rebecca climbed on top of her and stared into her face.

"Can I kiss you?" The redhead asked softly, sweetly. The women had been best friends for years, not once did Bethany ever consider herself sexually attracted to Rebecca. But something about tonight was framing everything in a new light, and Rebecca was suddenly the hottest woman on the planet. Bethany nodded in silent consent and Rebecca leaned forward. Their lips met and they kissed each other like lovers who had made out hundreds of times before.

Rebecca's hand moved down Bethany's body and came to a stop at her friend's clit. Replacing Bethany's hand with her own, Rebecca slowly continued circling her clit and Bethany moaned into their shared kisses. Behind them, Barry watched the pair of women and then climbed onto the couch on his knees. He positioned himself behind Rebecca, lining himself up with her dripping wet entrance. In one smooth thrust, he slid into her completely. Rebecca moaned out loud, lifting her head up as Barry filled her to her very core. Barry groaned with lust.

Rebecca had always been tight, even with her being incredibly aroused. Her inner walls massaged his manhood with a tight, almost painful grip. But it wasn't until tonight that he realized just how tight she truly was. The difference from Bethany to Rebecca was almost at an extreme level. Both were pleasurable in different ways. Barry gripped Rebecca's hips and began thrusting into her.

Their bodies rocked together with each thrust and their nipples rubbed against one another, causing both women to moan. Barry thrust into Rebecca harder, like they both loved, and let out a groan himself.

"Fuck yes." He sighed out as he began pounding into his woman. Rebecca cried out, the pain of her cervix getting hit mixing with the pleasure of his manhood hitting every inch inside her. She felt another orgasm approaching, and could sense Barry's getting close as his cock twitched inside her. Rebecca kissed Bethany hard, moaning into her mouth and rubbing her clit faster.

"Fuck baby..." Rebecca cried out. She rubbed Bethany furiously, her hand a blur. Bethany moaned louder. Their bodies all rocked against the couch as Barry continued to piston in and out of Rebecca.

"I'm cumming!" Bethany suddenly yelled out. She cried out as Rebecca's hand brought her to her second orgasm of the night. She wrapped her arms around Rebecca in a tight embrace and rode the wave that rose through her body.

"Fuck me Barry!" Rebecca cried out. Barry moaned out his response.

"I'm gonna..."

"Inside me!" Rebecca belted out before Barry could even finish speaking.

Their orgasms hit at the same time. Barry buried himself inside her and groaned loudly as his cock exploded. Rebecca screamed out loud as her juices sprayed out from around the member buried inside her and spilled all over Barry and Bethany. Rope after rope of semen sprayed inside her, painting her pink walls white. They rode their orgasmic waves together and then collapsed. Barry fell back on the couch, pulling out of Rebecca with a wet pop. Rebecca sighed blissfully and collapsed on top of Bethany. She smiled, feeling Barry's cum drip out of her and plop onto Bethany's waist.

The trio lay on the couch in silence, breathing heavily, exhausted and sore.

"Wow..." Rebecca finally managed to get out. The three of them all laughed.

"Now what?" Bethany asked. Rebecca sat up and looked her friend in the eye. Then she looked at Barry.

"I think..." Barry started. "We need a towel."

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