The Yurt

This story is about a bisexual male and his experience with both his male friend and that friend's wife. Literotica does not have categories for bisexuality so until that changes I am using categories available. If that isn't your jam, I'd recommend skipping this story.

After moving back to my hometown last year, my old friend Brandon and I started hanging out regularly. He usually came across like a total bro but was smart, talented, and every once in a while the thoughtful guy beneath all the bravado showed through.

He'd gotten married to Lexi shortly before I'd moved home. Before I met her, I heard about her from a few other people, including his brother. The consensus was that she was a total bitch: she wasn't from here, was stuck up, and thought she was better than everyone. They didn't understand what Brandon saw in her.

I'd been concerned at first, especially when Brandon mentioned how important Christianity was to her. I assumed she would hate me because I was both bi and non-monogamous, but we got along surprisingly well when we met. Quieter and much more reserved than Brandon, she tended to retreat at parties and could come across as standoffish, but one-on-one she was a lot of fun.

One weekend, Brandon and I decided to rent a yurt deep in the woods, surrounded by cross-country ski trails. The week before the trip, he asked if it was okay for Lexi to come too. I reminded him my partner wasn't available that weekend. I had no problem with her going, but was she sure she'd want to spend an entire weekend in a single-room yurt with me and Brandon?

She did.

The day of the trip was a blizzard. We had to ski into the yurt with our supplies while the wind blasted through the trees. Heated only by a wood-burning stove we'd have to light ourselves, the yurt matched the freezing temperature outside, and I warned them it would probably take an hour to warm up.

I suggested skiing some more since that would be warmer than sitting in the cold. Lexi didn't want to go out into the wind again, though, so she stayed in the yurt.

After another hour exploring random trails in the woods, Brandon and I came back to find Lexi wrapped in a blanket beside the fire.

"Fuck, it's so cold," Lexi said. "I can't get the fire any better."

"You should have come with us. I'm sweating," Brandon said.

We both stripped off layers until we were down to just our thermals, then I checked the fire.

Lexi got up and pulled Brandon toward the bed.

"Come here, I'm freezing, warm me up."

"If you want body heat, you'll need to lose one of those seventeen layers," Brandon replied.

Brandon stripped off his thermals, then crawled into bed in just his underwear.

While Lexi pulled off her coat and sweater and Brandon crawled into bed, I rearranged the pile of logs she had built so the fire would burn hotter. I glanced over as she pulled off her thermals. She was in a sports bra and black underwear, and it shouldn't have been a big deal. I'd seen her in a swimsuit that summer, but in the confines of the cabin, it somehow seemed more intimate. She had a toned stomach and nice, natural, medium-sized breasts that she mostly kept covered up.

She climbed into bed on top of him and pulled the covers up.

"You really are warm," Lexi said as she lay directly on top of Brandon. The back of his head faced me, but she watched me.

"You're much better with the fire, Alex."

"It should warm up faster now," I said. "Did you check out the sauna?"

"I opened it. It will be a tight squeeze for the three of us."

"Alex can sit on my lap," Brandon joked.

"Is that how you usually go?" Lexi asked.

"Totally. It's mandatory at the gym. You have to sit on your buddy's lap."

Lexi looked at me. "When you sauna at the gym, are you two naked?"

"Of course," Brandon answered. "Aren't you?"

"No, I wear a swimsuit," she said. "Do you at least wear a towel?"

I laughed. "Your husband loves to show off his dick. I think he's very vain about it. Like a peacock."

"Fuck that, I'm not vain. Babe, Alex has a way nicer cock than me."

Lexi laughed and looked at me.

"Is he allowed to say that?" she asked. I shrugged, giving him a laugh. She looked back down.

"Alex's bi, so he can admire a dick, but are you really checking his out?"

"I'm not allowed to state a simple fact?"

"You aren't planning to go naked in the sauna here?"

"I brought a swimsuit," I said.

Brandon laughed. "I didn't. Both of you see me naked all the time. I planned to just drop hog."

"Are you serious?" she asked.

"Why would I want to go with clothes? I'd get all sweaty."

"Because it's weird?"

"Alex goes in the sauna with me all the time. It's never been weird."

"But we're both there."

"So?"

"Brandon!" Lexi let out a squeal.

"What?"

"You know what? Stop."

"I can't help it, babe."

"Seriously, you can't do that."

When I looked over, Lexi had her eyes down on Brandon again.

"I'm getting out."

Pulling back the covers, she climbed from the bed and slipped her thermals on; as she bent over, Brandon rolled toward the edge and slapped her ass.

"God, you are such an asshole," she said, with laughter in her voice.

"I could have really warmed you up, though."

She looked over at me and rolled her eyes.

"You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals," Brandon sang as he crawled out of the bed. He was in just his boxers, sporting an erection and not trying to hide it.

"Seriously, stop it. I'm not doing that in front of Alex."

"I can tell him to go ski."

"You wouldn't."

"Alex, earmuffs."

I brought my hands to my ears and turned to face the wall.

"See, he's a statue. He won't hear or see anything."

"You two are ridiculous. Alex, turn around."

I stayed facing the wall with my hands cupped over my ears as if I couldn't hear them.

"You're so stupid."

"He can't hear you, babe."

Brandon came over and placed his hand on my shoulder, and I turned, dropping my hands.

"Done already?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah, with me it only takes a single pump."

Lexi laughed. "At least you're being honest about that, but seriously, stop walking around with your dick out."

By now, the fire was roaring, and the yurt was finally getting warm. Even Lexi didn't rush to put more layers back on.

I glanced at where his cock tented his briefs.

"Want to take care of this for me?" he asked.

"Brandon! You can't say shit like that."

"Why not?"

"Alex isn't going to just suck your cock."

"Why not?"

"Because... it's," she hesitated, "It's homophobic to just assume any bi guy would suck your cock."

"I'm not assuming any bi guy would. I'm assuming Alex would. Maybe it's our regular thing after he sits on my lap in the sauna."

"Exactly," I said. I was surprised Brandon was talking like this, especially with an erection pointed at me, but I rolled with the banter. He'd always been crude, but in all the time I'd known him, he'd never suggested anything sexual with me.

"I hate you both," Lexi said, turning away.

Brandon just laughed again.

After dinner, we wound down for the night, and I fell asleep to the crackle of the fire. Deep in the night, Brandon and Lexi's whispering woke me. The yurt was quiet, so I could make out some of what they said.

"He's right there," Lexi said.

Lexi moaned.

"Shh," Lexi whispered.

"You're the one being loud," Brandon said.

"We have to be quiet," Lexi replied. "If he catches us, I'll fucking kill you."

"He won't care."

"I care."

Lexi moaned again, slightly louder this time. Turning my head just enough to see them, I found their bodies outlined by the glow of the dying fire, Lexi on top of him beneath the blankets. She reached between her legs and shifted herself upward; it was clear she was working his cock into her.

My dick responded immediately pressing against my underwear. I didn't move, though, not wanting them to realize I was awake.

Brandon thrust into her, and Lexi let out a louder moan.

"You're going to wake him up if you can't be quiet," Brandon teased.

They found a steady rhythm as Lexi lay atop him.

I wanted to grab my cock, trying to imagine a scenario where they'd just let me jerk off to the two of them. But it was far more likely that Lexi would scream and call me a pervert, ruining the whole weekend.

After maybe two minutes, Brandon whispered that he was too hot and slipped the blanket off them. Lexi glanced toward me and, apparently unable to tell I was awake in the shadows, kept looking my way as she worked her hips into him. Though she still wore the t-shirt she'd gone to bed in, her thermals and underwear were gone, so I could see her bare hips as she ground down on him.

With her head resting on his chest, she kept looking toward my bed as her breathing quickened. As Brandon's hands moved to her ass, she thrust herself down once more, holding herself there until a tremor ran through her. Her eyes never closed.

As she came down from her orgasm, she lay completely still on top of him, still looking toward me. Was she watching me or just staring into space?

Brandon's fingers moved from her ass to her back. They stayed that way, until Lexi finally pushed herself upright against his chest and turned her attention from me to him.

"Cum in me, babe," she whispered just loud enough for me to hear.

Then she surprised me by turning her head back toward my bed. When she was lying on him, I'd justified the looks as coincidence, but now she was turned away from the husband she was riding and looking at me.

Maybe she just wanted to make sure I hadn't woken up?

As Brandon started thrusting, his hands slipped beneath her shirt and cupped her breasts. This time she moaned much louder and, apparently unconcerned that I was there, she lifted her shirt over her tits while his hand worked her nipple.

Suddenly, seeing her tits, my voyeurism felt wrong. I wanted to look away, but was afraid she'd see the movement and know I'd been watching.

I stared, paralyzed, taking in her breasts as Brandon pumped into her one last time, groaning as he came inside her.

Still holding her shirt up and staring toward me, she stayed on top of him for a long moment before finally getting up. After grabbing something out of her toiletry bag and wiping herself down, she climbed back into bed without putting her bottoms on and snuggled beside him.

I wanted to wait for them to fall asleep, then get myself off, but even once I thought they were asleep, I was too afraid of them waking and too guilty about watching. I lay there for a long time before finally falling back asleep.

The next morning, pretending nothing had happened, we spent several hours skiing before heading for the sauna. Without discussing it, Lexi and I faced opposite walls while changing into our swimsuits. When I turned, Brandon was standing nude with a towel in his hand.

"You were serious?" I asked.

"Dude, you see me in the sauna all the time. Lexi worships this dick. Who fucking cares?"

"When have I worshiped that dick?" Lexi said, making air quotes around worship.

"You sure seemed to worship it last night."

"Brandon!"

"What?"

"Don't say that."

"That we fucked last night?"

"We didn't," Lexi said, looking at me.

"You didn't cum all over my cock while Alex slept? Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't wake up. She was loud."

"Brandon," Lexi said in a serious tone. "Alex, I swear we didn't. I wouldn't do that in front of you."

"That's cool," I said. "If you gotta fuck, do it. We all have needs."

Opening the door, I slipped into the sauna and Lexi had been right: the three of us barely fit inside what was clearly a two-person model. I took the far edge, surprised when she slid in beside me.

I would have tried to avoid touching her, but that was impossible in the tight space. My thigh and shoulder pressed against hers. I'm taller, so looking across gave me an easy view of her bikini-clad chest.

On the other side, Lexi was pressed even more tightly against Brandon. When he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, she leaned into him, and his hand rested near my shoulder in the cramped space. Reaching over, he gave me a playful squeeze; when I flinched and looked at him, he laughed.

"Lap time?" he asked.

"Brandon, can you not be disgusting?" Lexi said.

Her hand was wrapped on his thigh, though. Her fingers gripped him high up, close to his exposed cock. We sat in silence for a long time. Every once in a while, I glanced over and saw her fingers clenching and unclenching against his thigh.

Brandon's cock swelled from its original flaccid state, not to a full erection, but still semi hard. I looked away, trying to avoid my own cock responding to the woman pressed against me and the sight of him.

We sat there until we broke out in a deep sweat, each of us pretending like Brandon didn't have a full hard-on and that Lexi's wrist wasn't brushing against it.

Finally, Lexi said she was too hot and getting lightheaded, so she left. Brandon and I sat in the sauna with his cock pointed straight up.

He glanced over at me.

"Sorry, bro."

My own cock had hardened, but I pretended like he couldn't see it.

"I'm going to get out, too," I said. I bit the bullet and adjusted myself before walking out, holding my towel over my crotch.

Lexi was lying on top of the covers, still in her bikini.

After laying my towel across my bed, I stretched out and closed my eyes, trying to relax as my erection began to subside. A few minutes later Brandon emerged, still hard, and went straight to Lexi's bed; I watched him climb over her and press himself against her mound.

He leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back once before he started kissing his way down her neck.

She let him continue for a while as though she didn't realize I was there. He shifted and grabbed his cock, sliding it up and down her groin.

"Stop. We can't do this in front of Alex."

"He doesn't care."

"I care," she said.

"I can leave," I replied.

Lexi leaned forward, looking at me. "No, don't give in to him. That will make him even worse."

"Come on, Lex," he said, rubbing his cock more firmly against her. "You know you want this."

"No. If you want to get off so badly, go have Alex suck your dick."

"What do you say, buddy?"

"Sure," I joked. "Come over here. I don't want to get up."

"Will you make me suck you as well?" he asked.

"Not if you don't want to."

"No homo?"

"Can you say no homo if I'm sucking your dick?"

"If I say no homo it's not gay."

"No homo is homophobic, babe."

"Does anyone say no homo anymore?" I added.

"I do," Brandon said. "How can I be homophobic if I'm letting Alex suck my dick?"

Lexi shifted fully to her side.

"Would you actually suck his dick? Like, if we both said yes, none of this banter and no homo bullshit, would you actually do it?"

"Sure, I like Brandon, he's attractive, and he has a nice cock."

"But he's your friend. And he's not gay."

"I think if anyone could get a no-strings-attached BJ and be cool with it, it would be Brandon. And the not-gay thing is his problem, not mine."

"Can I, babe?"

"You're fucking serious?" she asked.

"I bet he gives such a good blowjob. Like better than you."

"I hate them."

"Exactly. He has a cock, so I bet he knows what to do. And gay guys love cock way more than straight women."

"He's not gay."

"Bi, whatever. I think that means he's even freakier. Besides, you only give me pity blowjobs."

Lexi sat fully up. "You're serious. Like, if I said yes right now, you'd let him suck your dick? No joking."

It had been a bit, some crude joke Brandon thought was funny in his attempt to get Lexi to fuck him. But he was actually considering her question seriously, and now I needed to decide whether I would suck the dick of my straight, married friend.

I'd been joking before, trying to match Brandon's casual tone. But randomly sucking a guy's dick was not something I did.

Although I had experience, the men I'd been with were gay, and there had always been some kind of dating or at least a situationship. This felt like a very bad idea, but Brandon would surely admit it had all been a joke.

Instead, Brandon said, trying to project his usual confidence, "Yeah, I guess I would."

Lexi looked at him, then at me for a long time. I had zero idea what she was thinking.

"Okay, let's do it," she said.

"Wait, what the fuck?" I said.

"Well, I'm not going to fuck him, and I'm kind of sick of him pushing his erection into me." She paused, then added, "And it might be kind of hot to see you suck his dick. You sickos both seem so into it."

"I was joking," I said.

"So you won't?" she asked.

"I didn't think we were being serious. Like, Lexi, I watched you get into a whole big fight about monogamy with Brian and Kristen when you found out they'd swapped."

"We aren't swingers, though," Brandon said.

"This isn't swinging?"

"It's just this once," Lexi said flatly. "Kristen gets like passed around those parties. It's fucking disgusting."

"What the fuck?" I looked at Brandon. "You actually want me to give you head?"

He blushed, but his erection hadn't diminished.

"It could be fun."

"You aren't bi, though."

"God, no."

"Maybe he's a little heteroflexible?" Lexi said.

"Don't call me that."

"What are you then?"

"Maybe a little bit. Just don't use that word." He shuddered dramatically.

"You two are serious?" I asked.

They looked at each other for a long time until Lexi laughed. Brandon joined her. Soon neither could control themselves. Clearly this was some sick joke they'd concocted to fuck with me. Still laughing, they turned toward me.

"I guess we are," Lexi said between giggles.

I stood and paced the small room.

"We don't have to," Lexi said, bringing herself under control. "I just thought you'd be into it."

I didn't answer. For all Brandon's crude jokes, he had never made me believe he wasn't firmly hetero, while Lexi, though attractive and fun, had always struck me as sexually repressed enough that I wondered whether she'd still been a virgin at thirty-eight when they married. Even assuming they wanted to do this right now, wouldn't they regret this immediately afterward?

But I couldn't help glancing at Brandon's cock, still hard after the entire conversation. He gripped it at the base as he teased it against Lexi. After watching them the night before and sitting through this entire conversation, I was so fucking horny that it looked really good. Perhaps if I did this, I could justify getting myself off afterward.

"Are you sure you aren't going to regret this? I don't want to fuck up your marriage or our friendship."

Lexi slid out from under Brandon and walked over to me.

"Alex. I don't know what will happen next, but right now, I desperately want you to suck my husband's cock."

"Why?"

"Because I'm fucking horny, and it seems way, way sexier than making you leave and having him fuck me."

"Promise this won't be a terrible idea?" I asked.

She leaned in and pressed her forehead against mine. Her lips were an inch from mine, and for a moment I thought she would kiss me.

"No." She laughed. "But let's fucking do it."

She grabbed my head and turned it so we both looked at Brandon. He sat at the edge of the bed, his erection pointing toward me, ready and waiting.

"He looks pretty sexy, right?"

"Usually, I have a safe-sex and STD discussion with partners."

"We both got tested recently. We haven't been with anyone since then. I've already heard your practices and am comfortable with them."

I didn't say anything else. I broke away from Lexi and took the two steps over to him, dropping to my knees.

"Any ground rules or anything?" I asked.

"You're only sucking my dick, bro," Brandon said. "We aren't fucking, I'm not returning the favor or kissing you or anything gay like that."

When I brought my mouth to his cock, a surprisingly high-pitched moan escaped him. My erection pressed awkwardly against my shorts.

"Is it okay if I take off my shorts? I usually play with myself a bit while I do this."

"Just don't cum on me," Brandon said.

Slipping my shorts down, I took myself in one hand and gave my cock a few slow tugs before bringing my mouth back to him. As I took him deeper, my other hand moved to tease his balls.

Lexi dropped to my side. I looked over, and she just smiled. "I wanted a better view."

"Want to help?" I asked.

"No. I hate it. But maybe I'll learn."

"Fuck," Brandon moaned as he reached out, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me down to his cock.

"Do you deepthroat?" he asked.

"No," I mumbled around his cock.

"Bummer, I've never been with anyone who does."

Moving my hand from my cock to his shaft, I stroked him while taking him as far into my mouth as I could. He wasn't huge, so getting almost to the base took little effort, though holding there for long would have made me gag. When I reached the point where I would normally pull back, I went a little farther instead, until my nose pressed into his pubes.

"Oh shit," Brandon moaned, pressing his head into the mattress while thrusting deeper into me.

"No way, baby," Lexi said.

His penis twitched. I hadn't even been trying to get him off yet, still settling into the experience, but I knew the signs; pulling back, I caught the first spurt on my tongue.

I'd always been mixed about cum. Sometimes I was desperate for it, wanting the guy to cover me. Other times I was indifferent but knew how much it turned guys on if I acted obsessed.

This time, I didn't have to fake anything. I sucked hard and felt my arousal grow as each spurt landed in my mouth and I swallowed.

When he was finished, I broke off. I brought my lips to his groin and kissed him. He rested a hand in my hair.

"Sorry," he said.

"Hmm?" I asked into his stomach as I kissed it again.

"I'm a little embarrassed."

"I can't believe you did that," Lexi said. "It was so fast."

I sensed her trying not to laugh at him before she crawled up and gave him a kiss.

"Was someone a little too excited about his buddy blowing him?"

"Shut up."

"I don't think that was even two minutes."

She leaned in for another kiss as she pressed her body against his. I was still kneeling between his legs, her ass right above my head.

"Did you like that?" he asked her.

She didn't respond right away, then turned to look down at me.

"It was pretty hot," she said.

"Why?" he asked.

"I guess it's supposed to be so wrong. Like you're my husband. God."

"Are you wet, baby?"

"Shut up."

"I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes," Brandon said, then after a pause added,

"Alex is really good at giving women head."

"How would you know?"

"Alex, how are you at cunnilingus?" he asked.

Lexi would never allow that.

"Alex?" Lexi asked.

What the fuck.

"Uh, I'm okay, I guess."

"Only okay?" she asked.

"I don't know. Every cock is basically the same. I think each woman likes something different. It requires learning."

"She'll tell you what she likes."

This time, there was no grand negotiation. Lexi simply leaned in and kissed Brandon more deeply while his hands slipped her bikini bottoms down; then she rolled onto her back on top of him, his softening cock hanging below her.

She opened her legs and exposed herself. Her pussy was slightly red from being pressed against him. She had full lips and a nice dark brown bush. Leaning forward, I held myself there for one long moment, taking her in before finally asking, "What do you like?"

"Brandon, what do I like?"

"Uh," he paused as though being given a test he'd never studied for. "Your clit?"

"If you're good, maybe I'll have you teach Brandon," she laughed.

"If you let him teach you to suck dick," Brandon replied.

"We'll see, babe, let's see how he does."

She brought her hand down.

"Warm me up a bit here," she said, waving over what seemed like her entire pussy.

"Then once I'm ready, lick my clit." She tapped it twice. "Don't be too hard. Gentle and consistent strokes with the flat of your tongue. I might want a finger inside me. I'll tell you."

I took her in for a moment, partly admiring her and partly getting my bearings. When I finally leaned forward, I started kissing her stomach. I brought my tongue out, tasting the salt left by skiing and the sauna. I moved down her groin and into her bush.

"Oh, shit," she giggled.

"Was that okay?" I asked.

"No, it was good. You just surprised me."

"Sorry."

She laughed again as I lowered my mouth. I kissed slowly around her labia rather than concentrating on a single spot. When she moaned, I took it as encouragement and began licking along the folds of her pussy.

I took my time. My erection was pressing hard, demanding attention, but I ignored it. I doubted I would ever get another chance to taste her.

After kissing and licking her lips, I ran my tongue up her slit, gradually licking deeper, trying to capture her musky tang.

"Fuck," she whimpered.

"Like that, baby?" Brandon asked.

"He's going to be giving you lessons."

"What is he doing that's so good?"

"I don't know. He's just... taking his time." I licked up to the edges of her clit. "Fuck," she grunted.

"Too much?" I asked, breaking away.

"No. I'll tell you if I have notes."

I brought my lips back to her clit and flattened my tongue, gently brushing it over her. Repeating the motion, I slowly licked her clit as she made small whimpers.

I changed my motion occasionally until she gasped.

"Just like that, babe."

"Babe?" Brandon asked.

"Shut up," she moaned. "I forgot who was who."

I kept up the light circular motion that I'd been doing when she gasped. Her hand came down and pressed my head hard into her. I leaned in and applied slightly more pressure.

"Finger me, Alex."

Sliding a finger along her opening first, I eased it inside once it was lubricated, moving slowly while continuing that circular motion with my tongue.

Looking up, I tried to read her reactions where she lay against Brandon. His fingers had slipped beneath her bikini and played with her tits. She unclasped her top, pulled it off, and placed her hands over his, guiding how he touched her.

"Oh fuck, just like that, just like that."

Just like the night before, her breathing quickened, and I knew she was close. But now she was much louder.

"Fuck, fuck, yes, Alex." She let out a long stream of mumbled words. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck, I'm going to cum. Keep going."

Her movements grew more frantic as she pushed her hips into my face. Then, she held still as all her obscenities stopped. I kept licking. Then she let out a huge gasp and her whole body quivered. Only then did her hand come down and push my head away.

"Fuck," she gasped, then lay back against Brandon.

I knelt there as she lay against him. I leaned back slightly and noticed Brandon's dick was hard, pushing up against Lexi's ass.

After a long moment where Lexi just lay against Brandon, she leaned forward. "That was really good."

"Yeah?" I smiled at her.

"Having both of you touching me? Fuck, I could..." She broke off with an embarrassed look. Leaning farther forward, she noticed Brandon pressed against her, took him in her hand, and guided him to her entrance. Rather than taking him all the way in, she played with him there while watching me.

I took my cock in my hand and stroked myself as I watched them teasing each other. I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue, running it up Brandon's shaft, then through Lexi's groin.

"Fuck, bro," Brandon moaned.

Lexi leaned forward and took him all the way in. I continued to lick them without a real goal besides enjoying the heat of the two of them mixing. Lexi brought her feet to the ground so she was squatting over Brandon's cock as it pumped in and out.

"You like this, babe?" Brandon asked. "Remind you of all the slutty things you did before you met me."

"I wasn't a slut," she said, looking at me.

"You didn't have threesomes?" he asked.

"Not like this," she grunted. "They were always too scared of the other guy's dick."

Reaching down, she grabbed my hair and drew me up. I didn't understand what she wanted until her mouth met mine and her tongue darted out.

"You can cum on me," she whispered into my mouth. "If you want."

As we kissed, I stroked myself while one of her hands cupped my balls and the other moved around to grip my ass.

"Will you cum for me?"

I groaned into her mouth.

I was stroking myself. My cock was inches above where Brandon was thrusting into her, and as she pulled me closer, my cock head pressed into her bush.

"Cum for me, Alex. Cum on us." Her breathing quickened. "Please. Please, Alex, I need you to cum, please."

I stroked myself hard, and felt my release building.

I came in a violent burst, cum splashing against her stomach and down into her bush. She kissed me for a long moment as her fingers continued to tease my ass and balls. She moved one hand from my balls to her stomach. Breaking the kiss, I watched her run her fingers through my cum before lowering them to where Brandon was entering her. She rubbed his cock and her entrance for a moment until Brandon groaned.

She looked into my eyes and gave me a smile as he gave one more thrust into her, then pulled me back in for another kiss.

Lifting herself off Brandon, Lexi settled back against him but kept her eyes on me as I took in the sight of her. My cum still dripped down her stomach and his spilled out of her.

"Want a taste?" she asked.

When I said nothing, she reached out and pressed me down into her.

"Just a taste. I don't have another in me at the moment."

Dropping to my knees one more time, I lowered my mouth to her entrance and lightly brushed my tongue over the spot where Brandon had been, then continued upward through her bush.

As I stood up, taking my two friends in, I knew I was about to find out if this had been a huge mistake.

Lexi shifted so she sprawled partly against Brandon and looked up at me.

"Come here," was all she said.

I crawled toward her as she wrapped herself around me and pulled Brandon against her other side.