Eye Level Action

Joe held Iris by her ankles and pulled her toward him across the sheets.

The thick underside of his cock dragged slowly between the wet, swollen warmth of her folds, drawing another broken gasp from her.

He rocked his hips, sliding back and forth; teasing, deliberate; coating himself in her slick while she shook beneath him, thighs trembling, hips lifting in silent plea.

I curled against her side, eyes locked on the place they would soon connect, mouth watering at the sight of his heavy cock gliding over her glistening lips.

“You’re so beautiful, Irie,” I whispered, voice thick with awe and lust.

She reached for me desperately; our foreheads pressing together, breaths mingling.

“I need him inside me, Emmy,” she pleaded, eyes hungry, brow furrowed with **** need. "I need it so bad."

I nodded, turning to Joe, my voice low and commanding.

“Fuck her, baby. She needs your cock inside her. Give it to her slow.”

Joe pulled back slightly, gripping the thick base of his cock.

Iris closed her eyes, biting her lip hard in anticipation, chest rising and falling rapidly.

I watched, transfixed, as he rubbed the swollen head up and down her slit, spreading, making her whimper and squirm for more.

I reached down with both hands and spread her pussy open for him, exposing her fluttering hole.

He pushed forward.

The fat head disappeared inside her with a wet, audible sound.

Iris’s thighs instinctively shook, her body stretching around his girth.

He pressed deeper; slow; her pussy lips folding in, gripping him tightly, thickness sinking into her.

Her brow tightened, teeth gritted, a low, “Oh fuck…” spilling from her lips.

I stole the rest of her groan with my mouth; kissing her deeply as Joe bottomed out, his heavy balls pressing against her taint. He pulled back slowly, her lips dragging along his shaft, then thrust in again; harder; skin meeting skin with a wet slap.

She jolted hard at the fullness; eyes flying open, a muffled cry vibrating against my tongue.

I broke the kiss only to watch; mesmerized; as he began to fuck her in earnest: long, powerful strokes that made her small breasts bounce and her moans turn raw and ****.

“Harder, Joey,” I urged, voice trembling with heat. “Let her feel how deep you can go.”

His hands wrapped around her hips, fingers digging into her soft caramel skin, the little Playboy bunny tattoo bending under his grip.

I kissed down her body again; over her collarbone, her breasts; sucking a nipple into my mouth while Joe slammed into her with brutal but loving ****.

I made my way lower, until I was eye-level with where they joined.

Her pussy was stretched so thin around his thick cock, juices coating every veined inch, accentuating every ridge as he withdrew and plunged back in.

Joe looked down at me; eyes dark, smiling; running a hand across my cheek in a tender caress, then I dipped my head and began to tongue her clit.

She tasted incredible, sweet, mixed with the salty tang of her arousal and sweat.

I sucked her sensitive clit between my lips while Joe continued to fuck her deep and steady.

Iris’s moans grew louder, calling out both our names, “Joey… Emmy… oh god…,” the cries almost as loud as the slap of their skin meeting.

I looked up at him, eyes dark with lust.

“Get on the bed, Joey,” I whispered, voice trembling with need. “On your back.”

Joe obeyed instantly, pulling out of Iris, making her whimper in protest.

He lay beside us, cock hard and shining with her juices, resting heavy against his stomach as she caught her breath, her pussy gaping slightly from his girth.

I crawled between his legs first, leaning down to take him into my mouth.

The flavor hit me like lightning; sweetness of Iris’s cunt mixed with the tang of his shaft.

Making me moan around him, sucking him clean with long, slow pulls, tongue swirling every inch, savoring the taste of my best friend all over my man’s cock.

God… she tastes so fucking good on him… I could do this forever.

I pulled off with a wet pop, lips shiny, and held him at the base; thick and hot in my fist; and looked at Iris.

“Your turn, baby. Ride him. Let me watch you take every inch.”

Iris straddled him; body glowing with sweat, thighs trembling with anticipation.

She reached down, guided the swollen head of his cock to her entrance, and sank down slowly, until she was fully seated, a long, shuddering moan escaping her lips.

“Oh Emmy…” she breathed, eyes locked on his. “He’s so deep…”

She began to ride; slow rolls at first, savoring the stretch, then deeper, harder, her ass slapping against his thighs. Her small breasts bounced with every downward slam.

Joe’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, his eyes never leaving hers.

“Faster, Irie,” I urged, voice husky. “Ride him like you’ve dreamed about. Let him feel how tight and wet you are for him.”

Iris obeyed,, moaning loudly, head falling back in ecstasy.

I moved behind her, kissing down her spine, hands cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples while she rode him.

They shifted into spooning; Joe’s chest pressed to her back, one of her legs lifted high as he fucked her from behind with deep, brutal thrusts, grunting low against her neck.

Iris’s moans turned into **** cries, “Joey… yes… oh god…yes... YES... YES!”

Then reverse cowgirl; her back to his chest, facing me; her body glowing with sweat as she slammed down on him.

I knelt in front of her, fingers plunging into my own dripping cunt, but I wanted more.

“On all fours, Irie,” I demanded softly.

Iris moved onto her hands and knees; ass high, back arched beautifully.

Joe knelt behind her, gripping her hips harder, and slammed into her in one powerful thrust.

She cried out; loud, raw; pushing back to meet every brutal stroke.

I lay beneath them on my back; head tucked between their legs; eyes locked on the obscene sight of Joe’s thick cock plunging in and out of Iris’s tiny pussy.

I lapped at them both; tongue sliding along his shaft as he withdrew, tasting her sweetness on every veined inch, then flicking up to her clit as he slammed back in.

“Harder, Joey,” I moaned against them. “Fuck her deep. Fill her up.”

Iris’s moans turned into broken sobs—“Joey… I’m so close…”

I could see it building; Joe’s cock swelling inside her, his balls tightening. He’d been holding back this whole time, waiting for my plea.

“Cum inside her,” I demanded, voice shaking with lust. “Fill her pussy, Joey. Give her every drop.”

Joe groaned; deep, guttural; and buried himself to the hilt.

I watched every twitch of his cock as he came; thick, powerful spurts flooding Iris’s cunt, pulse after pulse, eight... nine... he was still going, flooding her, sending his cum where it belonged... deep into her cunt.

Iris cried out, her own orgasm crashing through her, walls milking him dry as she shook and moaned his name.

When the last pulse faded, so much I'd lost count, Joe stayed buried deep inside her; still hard, his balls momentarily drained, chest heaving.

Iris collapsed forward slightly, trembling, his cum already beginning to pool up around his cock.

I lay beneath them, just as breathless, sex soaked, heart full, watching the beautiful, filthy sight of my man, deep inside my best friend, and her well-fucked, cum-filled pussy.