I honestly couldn't tell you how long I stood there for. It might have only been for half a second, but it felt like an hour as I stared at Talia hovering over the bound and gagged Rachel, inviting me to fuck her on the bed. All I did know was that the cold emptiness I had been feeling inside of me had been replaced by something else; a hammering in my chest, a drumming in my ears, and a fire in my loins that quickly burned right through me. All of my angst, all of my anger and self-pity and unfocused rage boiled up and erupted as I quickly hopped onto the bed behind Talia and slid myself into her. She barely had time to sigh as she accepted me into her before I took a hold of her hips and began thrusting away with abandon, making her cry out in a mixture of surprise and pleasure.
"Ooooh fffffuuuuuck!" Talia groaned as I drove myself into her, eventually regaining her composure. "Oh my God, your cock feels so amazing right now..."
Through my numbing maelstrom of emotions, I felt powerful in that moment. All of my anger towards Stephanie, towards Simon, towards myself... I poured all of it into what I was doing, and it felt good. It felt so fucking good, and I didn't want it to stop.
Though I couldn't see their faces from my position, I could hear Talia talking to Rachel beneath us. "You are... ah... seriously the best...best girlfriend ever-ah! You don't know wha-ah-t...you're missing here... but I bet my... mmmmy tits look pretty good right now..."
Panting heavily, I bent forward and reached beneath Talia to grab one of her bouncing tits, kneading it in my hand as she groaned beneath me. As amazing as this felt, I wanted more from her, because as much as I was loving this, I knew in the back of my mind that I would trade almost anything for this to be Stephanie right now, and I hated myself for it.
I continued to lean forward, able to look over Talia's shoulder into Rachel's widened eyes. I could only imagine what she was thinking of me right now, seeing me for the first time as a sexual being as I literally fucked her girlfriend in front of her. Her eyes were all over the place, trying to take in as much of the scene as she could as she propped herself up on her elbows in an effort to be closer to us, her chest grazing my hand as I continued to fondle Talia. The fact that she was turned on only excited me more.
Talia tilted her head back as she groaned softly, her cheek brushing mine before I turned my face to kiss her. The angle wasn't ideal but given our positioning it was the best we could manage. Our mouths could only partially connect, but our tongues were free to engage as we both grunted and groaned with our efforts. I felt her weight shift beneath me as I drew myself ever closer to her, hearing her gasp, "Ian... Ian, I can't-" before her knees slipped out from under her and we gently dropped on top of poor Rachel.
"Oof! Babe, are yooohhhh shhhhit!" Talia managed to say to Rachel before I took advantage of our new positioning and began thrusting into her again. I shifted my legs in order to straddle Talia from behind, every thrust driving her between Rachel's spread legs. I began panting and grunting like an animal as Talia lost the ability to form words, burying her face in Rachel's neck and kissing it as she moaned. One of her hands crept back and gripped my hair as her body grew tense beneath me, a loud muffled groan escaping her as I groaned louder and louder. I never wanted this feeling to stop, which is precisely why it soon did. All it took was one moment to blink me eyes, and it suddenly wasn't Rachel looking up at me for that second. I wasn't sure who I saw exactly, but in that moment I thought of my guilt regarding Stephanie, groaning as I clutched Talia and erupted into her.
All three of us were panting heavily for a few moments until I slowly slid back off of Talia, at which point I realized why she had lost her balance to begin with. Her hand was between Rachel's legs and beneath her panties, slender fingers toying with her sex. Rachel's knees began to shake as her feet kicked fruitlessly, soft moans escaping her lips before she suddenly spasmed and went slack. Still in a haze, I heard Talia whisper, "How was that, babe?" before kissing Rachel's forehead.
Feeling more than a little awkward in that moment, I tried to sneak out of the room, making it as far as the door before I heard Talia whisper, "Coming and going, are we?"
I turned to face her, doing my best to smile as I whispered, "Sorry, I just...I figured you two would want to cuddle or something."
"Yeah... but there's room for one more. She doesn't mind..."
"I know, but..."
"Did... did I just make things worse for you?" she suddenly asked, tears welling in her eyes.
I turned and clutched her tightly, holding her against me while ignoring how amazing her bare body felt against mine. "No. No, what you just did for me was amazing, Talia. I'm just...I'm just all kinds of messed up right now. I just need to get my head straight is all."
She chuckled as she squeezed me before replying, "Can't help you get anything straight. I'm bi, remember?"
I held her tighter as I managed to smile and said, "You're amazing, Talia. Thank you."
As we let go of each other, she took my face in her hands and gave me a soft, gentle kiss, pressing our foreheads together as she broke it. "Whatever you need, Ian, no matter how long it takes, I'll be here for you."
I could have cried right then had I not been so exhausted. Instead I simply nodded, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before stepping out of the room and watching her close the door behind me.
I quickly returned to the couch and grabbed my boxers before creeping back into my shared room with Corrine and Amy. As I closed the door behind me, I couldn't help but stare at the sight before my eyes. Apparently at some point after I slipped out of bed, Amy turned over onto her side and Corrine cuddled up behind her. Corrine had even draped her arm over Amy, who had drawn Corrine's hand up to her chest, which as both incredibly adorable and insanely hot.
As I stood there looking down at them, I couldn't help but wonder what I was doing with either of them. When the three of us had gone to bed together, I had seen it as a great adventure... right before they both passed out. This was before I heard the noise in the next room, which had soured my whole mood and outlook. Against my better judgement, I strained my ears to listen and heard nothing from the adjoining bathroom, and assumed that everyone else went to sleep.
I once again began to ponder just what exactly I was doing with Corrine and Amy. With Corrine, it was like a fantasy come true, and yet something felt... I wasn't quite sure yet. Maybe it was my feelings for Stephanie, or maybe it was something else. All I knew was that something was off. As for Amy...well, things got a little more complicated. Our friendship had gone through the ringer over the last few weeks, culminating in the best sex I'd ever had. But was that all that her friendship meant to me? Just the opportunity for sex? Is that what any of them meant for me? Just a substitute for the emptiness that I was feeling after Stephanie? A filler for the void?
Then again, maybe I was just still a little drunk, thinking too deeply into things that weren't that deep to begin with.
I carefully crawled into bed behind Corrine, rewarded with the fact that she had indeed opted to wear nothing underneath the t-shirt; the hem currently sitting above her bare ass. Spooning behind her, she moaned softly as she nestled her body against me as I gently pressed against her.
I had just fucked one of my best friends as her tied up girlfriend watched us, and was now crawling into be with two different beautiful women.
I was the luckiest guy in the world, and yet I felt like crap.
As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but wonder what the fuck was wrong with me.
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