Dean comes home

Dean arrives home excited to have sex with Brooke. He loved not having to do any of the foreplay and was able to fuck her right away. He makes his way up the steps and to his bedroom, he knows Brooke is waiting for him.

Dean opens the door and is surprised to see it was only Brooke, Richard was not there. Brooke was laying on the bed only wearing a shirt and playing with herself, just like she has the past couple of days waiting for Richard to come eat her pussy.

Dean stopped in the doorway, “Where’s Richard?” He said with an almost angry look to him.

“I thought maybe you could eat me out this time baby,” Brooke says seductively trying to convince Dean to do as she wishes.

“What? No. Why?” Dean says as he shakes his head. He turns around and leaves before Brooke could say anything.

Dean storms down the hall. Brooke is left dumbfounded, is Dean really refusing to eat her pussy?

Dean returns to the bedroom holding Richard by his collar. He pushes him towards Brooke who is still laying on the bed pant-less. Richard falls to his hands and knees.

Dean talks to the room, “Richard, go eat her pussy. Brooke, I’m going to go eat dinner and when I hear you orgasm I’ll be back to fuck you.” Dean turned around and left the room, he felt empowered. He felt like an alpha with Brooke and Richard being his betas.

Brooke couldn’t believe Dean’s confidence. She looked down at Richard who was on the floor. They both didn’t say anything but Richard started crawling towards her, she instinctively started playing with herself again. Brooke thought to herself that Dean wouldn’t be so confident if he knew how good Richard was at licking her pussy or how big his cock was.

Richard made contact with Brooke’s clit and sent a shiver throughout her body. He got to work fast and she was in heaven. Dean was somewhere downstairs eating, not bothered by his girlfriend getting her pussy eaten out by his roommate.

Brooke couldn’t believe how good Richard was, he was getting better and better every time. She moved her hips up towards his face with every upward stroke of his tongue, she grasped handfuls of the sheets, she didn’t need to touch herself, he was that great.

Richard once again took liberties as his hands grabbed and squeezed her ass but she was okay with it, Dean didn’t have to know. Brooke’s orgasm was building, soon it would be over and Dean would be up to fuck her… but she didn’t want it to end.

Brooke remembered Dean said he would be back when he heard her orgasm… but what if he couldn’t hear her?

Brooke’s orgasm was dangerously close, there was no stopping it, Richard was a man on a mission. She reached above her head and grabbed a pillow and pushed it against her face hoping to muffle herself. Her hips started to buck, her toes curled, she moaned and screamed loudly into her pillow while orgasming.

Did Dean hear it?

Brooke removed the pillow from her face, she was breathing heavily from her amazing orgasm. Richard paused for a moment as well. She lifted her head up to look at Richard, his mouth covered in spit and her juices. They made eye contact but exchanged no words.

Brooke looked at the door and listened, she didn’t hear anything. Dean must not have heard her. Brooke felt another jolt through her body, she looked back at Richard who was kissing her pussy once again… Round 2?