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“God, she really is beautiful when she comes,” Hoseok said, the bulge in his pants ever apparent.

“Baby girl,” Namjoon pulled his hand out of you bringing his juices to your lips. You parted them, granting him access as you sucked your orgasm off his fingers earning the deep rumble of his chest behind you as a response. “Is it okay if Hoseok plays with us tonight?”

You nodded, ever eager for more.

Hoseok was already sufficiently worked up from the show Namjoon had given him. He quickly removed his clothing, your eyes watching him while Namjoon rubbed lazy circles on your belly, your back flush against his chest. When he was completely nude, he stood at the edge of the bed, eyeing your form, slender fingers wrapped around his cock, pumping himself slowly. His cock wasn’t as thick as Joon’s but rather long and lean with a slight curve to it.

You definitely weren’t complaining as he finally moved towards the bed, dropping down to crawl across the mattress to where you lie, body on full display. He knew Namjoon’s rules and he refrained from kissing you as he grabbed your ankles and pulled you down to meet him halfway. You yelped with glee at his forcefulness as he flipped you over on the mattress, gripping you from behind and running his hands up and down your ass before giving it a harsh smack.

Namjoon grinned from where he sat against the headboard. “You like that, baby girl? Like the way he man handles you?”

You wrestled yourself out from beneath Hoseok’s massage to crawl the few feet up to where Namjoon sat, meeting his mouth with your own. You knew how much he loved this, how much thrill he got from sharing you. Showing you off.

You settled yourself between his legs, raising your ass gently into the air to give Hoseok the perfect view before lowering your pretty lips down to Namjoon’s leaking cock. He took care of you, now it was time for you to take care of him.

You had pressed a few careful kisses to Namjoon’s long shaft before you felt Hoseok’s presence behind you. He teased your entrance momentarily before leaning across your back and gently pushing himself inside of you. He let out a small groan as he felt your walls clench around him and you echoed his response in the dimly lit room, much to Namjoon’s delight.

“God, Namjoon, I d-don’t know … how you even  …make it p-practice,” Hoseok stuttered as he bottomed out inside of you. “With a pussy this fine waiting for you at home.”

“Oh, I promise,” Namjoon stroked your head, gripping your chin in his hand to look into your fucked out eyes. “It’s a great practice of self control.”

Unlike Namjoon, there was no gentle buildup with Hoseok and you were grateful for the prep Namjoon had already given you. Once he was settled, he immediately set a grueling pace, one hand reaching up to find purchase in your hair while the other gripped your hips so tightly, you knew it would leave serious bruises tomorrow. He pulled out, almost completely before slamming himself back into you, again and again causing you to lurch forward, your face colliding with Namjoon’s inner thigh.

Namjoon leaned back for a minute, arms resting at his sides as he took in the sight of his girlfriend getting pounded by his best friend. If his throbbing cock was any indication- he was very much enjoying the show. You struggled to look up at him as you panted under Hoseok’s rough pace and Namjoon traced the corner of your lips.

“Baby girl likes that, Hobi. She’d like it even more if you tugged harder on her hair,” Namjoon breathed, a smug smile on his face as you bucked your hips back, trying to meet Hoseok thrust for thrust.

Hoseok didn’t need more encouragement and he tightened his hold on your hair, pulling your head back to meet his lips, his body still slouched over yours to grant him deeper access. “Yeah, you like that you little slut?” he panted, keeping up his rapid pace. “You like the way your Daddy lets us play?”  

You nodded, letting out an assenting moan which seemed to push Namjoon over the edge. He leaned forward to grip your chin, pulling your mouth forward to reach his cock. With the other hand he held his cock in place, right at the edge of your lips.

“Open,” he demanded.

You happily obliged.

Having Namjoon’s cock in your mouth was a familiar sensation and you knew to immediately open your throat because if he was already this needy- he would be using all of it soon.

Sure enough, he gripped your jaw in one hand as he lazily began to thrust into your mouth, making sure to hold your face steady through Hoseok’s motions.

“Ugh, baby girl, you feel so good with your lips wrapped around my cock,” he murmured, nearly to himself but you preened at the praise he was giving you as he began to thrust deeper into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.

Hoseok’s thrusts were becoming erratic and you knew he was getting close to the end. He was rolling his hips into you at a frantic pace, sometimes not even fully bottoming out as he chased his high. The fact that he  had lasted this long was already impressive, but you had seen him dance and knew he had incredible stamina.

“I’m gonna fill you up, little slut” he panted, his breath hot against the outer shell of your ear. Namjoon was also losing his cool, his head slouched back against the headboard, his thrusts into your throat becoming quicker and shallower.

You groaned around Namjoon’s cock as you felt Hoseok sputter out of control, letting out a few more harsh thrusts deep inside you before throwing himself as deep into you as he could and  collapsing his full body weight on top of you as he spilled his seed.

The sight of his best friend finishing inside his girlfriend was enough for Namjoon and he held your head steady as he bottomed out inside your throat with a hefty groan and you felt the warm rivets of his cum inside your throat.

For a few minutes, the three of you just stayed there before the weight of Hoseok became too much and Namjoon released the hold on his head, allowing his cock to slide out of your mouth. Hoseok wrapped his hands around your torso and rolled over with you so that he could spoon you gently, your head resting on Namjoon’s massive thigh. Namjoon reached over to brush some hair out of your exhausted face and smiled down on you, the prime suspect of male satisfaction.

“Did you like that, baby girl?”

You nodded. “Can Hoseok play with us more often?”