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"You're playin' with fire, doll," James growled as he watched his very smug, brand-new girlfriend readjust herself on his lap for what he swore was the hundredth time. He had finally gotten the courage to confess to her just minutes before, and now she was determined to give him a show for whatever reason. However, he wasn't the only one watching and enjoying it.

Sam sat right next to them on the couch, stroking his cock that he had just barely taken out of his pants. For some reason, it was turning him on to watch the girl he'd been crushing on for who knows how long with another guy. Obviously he wasn't just friend-zoned or anything, since he was also apart of this relationship now, but it nonetheless got him off. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, but the erotic sight before him was quite well worth it.

"What's the matter, Jamie? Can't take a little movement?" she questions tauntingly, rubbing her ass just right to brush against his painfully hardened erection, causing him to hold his breath. His jaw clenched slightly, and wrenched her head back forcefully yet smoothly, trying to make sure he wasn't hurting her.

"You know what happens to naughty girls, right sweetheart?" he asks, to which she just holds his intense gaze and stays silent. "They get punished."

She hummed, rolling her hips against his and making him groan, fingers digging into her hips. "Is that so? Punish me then."

"Gladly."

In a flash she was rolled over onto her back with him on top of him, and he swiftly brought them up so she was laying horizontally on the couch, so none of her body was touching the floor. He caged her in with how close he was, and made quick work of discarding clothes.

"I'm joinin'," Sam said; he wasn't requesting, he was telling. He scooched so he was right at her head, and smirked down at her before leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips.

As he did so, James tugged his boxers down as fast as he could and buried himself inside her with one fluid thrust, groaning at how warm and tight and perfect it was. It was heaven.

"Fuck, baby," he breathed and reveled in her muffled moan (since she was still in the middle of kissing Sam), a hand coming up to pin her wrists above her head, "you're so fucking sexy. So perfect, so warm."

He started to bring his length in and out of her, keeping his pace hard, thorough, and steady. He could practically feel his tip kissing her cervix, bruising it for at least the next few days to come. "You like bein' treated like a slut, bitch? Yeah, I bet y'do. Squeezin' me so tight like y' never wanna let go."

Sam finally broke the heated kiss, but in contrast to James, didn't really care about fully taking off his clothes. He just wanted to make them feel good. He stroked her cheek, listening to her noises of pleasure now at regular volume, before shoving his dick inside her throat. Her gags and chokes on his cock was music to his ears, and his head tilted back in pleasure as she sucked him off.

"Such a good girl," Sam gasped, "oh fuck, that feels so good..."

"So the slut can make dick feel good both ways, huh?" James chides, chuckling as he intensified his pace, causing her to swallow more of Sam's dick. "Good to know."

"Oh fuck, 'm gonna cum," Sam warned, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Shit, shit, shit-"

"I am too," James grumbled, putting his lips to use and kissing down the column of her throat, latching onto a hardened nipple and sucking harshly. She moaned at the sudden stimulation, giving vibrations to Sam's cock still inside her throat, and it quickened his coming release all the more. "Can tell she's gonna too. Grippin' me like a fuckin' vice."

And finally all three of them came in unison, the blissful and intense sensation washing over both of them. James and Sam both moaned out loud, Sam also breathing her name like a prayer, as they both shot their loads into her throat and dripping, eagerly waiting pussy.

They both slowly pulled out, and all of them were gasping and panting. James rested against her, and Sam laid on his side so he could be near her too.

"Holy shit," he panted, "that was..."

"Perfect?" her and James asked in unison, making the three of them chuckle a little bit. They cuddled up with each other, stroking hair and bodies and murmuring words of praise and "I love you's," and dozed off peacefully.