The hand on your waist moves higher, slipping under your shirt to tease the skin of your breast, lightly pinching at your hardening bud. Your head falls back, resting against his shoulder and allowing him more access. He takes it greedily, moaning as he ruts his growing bulge against your ass whilst nipping at the skin of your neck.

His other hand slips lower, pulling your shirt up to expose your breast. A chill fills the air and your skin raises in goosebumps that travel down your arms and legs. Pressing yourself against him you shiver before grinding against him, moaning at his length catching against your core.

Before you met him, Ryland was practically a virgin. Sure he had sex before, but it was years before and he was far out of practice. But recently he's been insatiable, to you absolutely delight.

“Come on, spread.”

The hand massaging your breast, lightly pinches a nipple and you follow his command, opening your legs and allowing him better access. With a quiet purr, he presses his face against your neck and bites the skin there before licking it up and down.

“Are you licking me?”

“Mhmmm.” He continues to lick, occasionally biting your skin as laps your skin greedily. “Sweat is 99% water with trace amounts of minerals you know…. you taste salty.”

“That's absolutely disgusting, Ryland…. you're lucky that I love you.”

Instead of responding, he leans over forcing your head to turn as he roughly presses his lips against yours. It's an awkward angle and your neck hurts, but he kisses you with so much passion it makes your head spin. His hips grind against you faster, relishing in the wet spot your barely clothed core is leaving against the front of his jeans. The both of you pant into each other's mouth, tongues mixing as spit begins to dribble down your face.

Disgusting…. But oddly hot.

And he's right. You do taste like salt.

The door suddenly opens, creaking loudly as s large body steps in. Ryland panics, forcing your hips down and covering your nipples with his hands as the intruder looks down at the two of you.

“Awww…. without me?”

It's Lars. Thank god it's just Lars.

The body behind you sags for a moment and you hear Ryland chuckle before he shifts, exposing your breast to Lars and forcing your leg back up. He presses himself against you, pressing his cock against your core as he continues grinding. Whimpers fill the air as he massages your clit from both you and Lars, who is already approaching and dropping to his knees in front of your face.

“C-can I?”

Neither if you or Ryland respond, but you nod your head, desperate for more stimulation. Lars whines and leans forward, capturing a bud in his soft, warm lips with a wanton moan. Ryland purrs and reaches a hand forward, threading his fingers through Lars' hair and guiding him gently, all whilst praising the both of you.

“Good boy, Lars,” he pauses and nibbles at your neck, licking the skin once more. “Listen to how pretty she sounds. Doesn't she sound so good?”

“Mhm” Lars nods and moans against you, looking up to lock eyes with you as he continues to suck at your nibble, lighting circling the bud with a skilled tongue.

“Do you think we should give her more?”

“Yes, please! Ryland, please m-”

“Shhhh.” He bites your neck, sending tingling pain down your neck, “I wasn't talking to you. Lars.”

Lars eyes flicker away from yours, locking with Rylands behind you.

“Should we give her more.”

“Mhm.” Lars doesn't break off of you and Ryland tutts, cocking his head as he looks down at him.

“Use your words, Lars”

He pops off, spit trailing down his face, “yes!”

“Good. Take her underwear off for me.”

Immediately, Lars crawls forwards, his hands moving to your hips to pull your underwear down before yanking them off and throwing them somewhere else. Whilst he's doing this, Ryland shifts behind you, pulling his jeans down just enough to free his cock.

Fingers grip under your knee, raising your leg up to give Ryland better access. With a gentle kiss to your neck, he slides in, moaning at your wet, cunt greedily sucking him in.

Lars whines loudly and presses his head against your other knee, his fingers trailing up your legs towards where Ryland enters you. He lingers there, not knowing what he should do.

“L-lars,” Ryland grunts in your ear, hips slowly gyrating against you, easing his cock in and out of you with deep, slow thrust. “Touch her Lars.”

“O-okay.”

Fingers reach up, before they meet your clit, slowly circling the bud there. It's too much and you cry out, your hands reaching out to grab Lars head. But he just groans and leans forward, tongue tentatively reaching out to circle your clit. For a second you see white, and you moan loudly, clenching around Ryland who bucks against you wildly.

“Freaking… h-heck. You should feel her, Lars.” He pauses for a second, gathering his breath as you continue to flutter around him as Lars continues, not stopping for a second. “Look at you, licking her. So good.”

He slides out all the way and pushes back in, enjoying the desperate squeal that escapes your mouth. Instantly, he speeds up, pistoning out of you as loud moans and slapping fills the air.

For a second Lars pulls back, watching Ryland fuck you with wide eyes and puffy, wet lips. He shifts and spreads his knees, zipping down his pants and freeing his cock. With a whine he grasps it, stroking the flushed, dripping head before leaning forward, sucking your clit once more.

“Oh, f-fuck!”

“You're doing so good sweetheart,” he bites your neck before licking, “I'm going to cum in you and then Lars is going to get a turn okay? Don't you think he's been so good for us?”

“Mhm,” your fingers tighten against Lars' hair, pulling him closer to you. “Y-yes!”

Suddenly, Lars shifts down, doing something very unexpected. His tongue lowers to your hole, licking at the base of Ryland cock whilst teasing your entrance. With a loud grunt, Ryland stops moving, panting into your ear as Lars works, circling where the both of you connect.

“O-oh, fudge,” he continues again, slowly thrusting as his body begins to tremble. Lars groans and leans even closer, lapping at you like a man staved. “Y-yeah, very good! Fuck… I'm gonna cum.”

His hips stutter and he stills, burying himself to the hilt as his cock twitches and spills into you. Slowly, he softens before pulling out, the both of you groaning at the lack of contact. Lars tongue stills and he laps once more, gathering some of Rylands cum on his tongue before he leans back, looking up at the both of you with wet, puppy eyes and a twitching cock. Both you and Ryland are panting, twitchy and sweaty as he comes down from his high.

Suddenly Ryland shifts, sitting up and pulling you against his back against his chest. Both of his hands hold your legs open, spreading your dripping hole to the air. Lars follows, standing in front of you with clenched hands and a strained look.

“Come on, Lars. It's okay. She hasn't come yet… you can do it, right?”

Lars enthusiastically nods and leans down, capturing your lips in a messy, fast kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth, exploring and stroking your walls, he tastes like you and Ryland.

Ryland shifts, and leans forward, his hand resting on Lars cock and guiding him forward. With a whine, Lars pulls away from you, resting his head on your shoulder as Ryland leads him to your hole, teasing his tip with your soaked entrance. With a small, shallow snap of his hips, Lars fills you, stuffing you to the brim with his massive cock. Ryland always has to go first for him, stretch you out just a little bit. But you wouldn't have it any other way.

“There we go, good boy,” Ryland purrs, his fingers reaching up to thread into Lars' hair, pulling and massaging as Lars begins to shallowly thrust into you. It draws desperate moans from you, forcing you to claw at his back and rest your head against Ryland's shoulder, eyes closed as you pant loudly. Lars grunts and pulls back, thrusting harder as he looks down at you and Ryland.

Suddenly, Ryland pulled his head forward, locking his lips with Lars as he thrust into you. It's so tantalizing and you wait, whining and groaning as their tongues swirl together messily. All while Lars fills you greedily.