Third and Beyond

Holding my girlfriend tight as she shakes and moans and heaves through the longest damn orgasm I'd ever seen. There was another notch in Billy's belt...longest climax achievement attained. He only had one left and I already knew that was just a matter of time. God I hated that boy. No...no...that's not right. I may hate his guts, but Billy was no boy.

The teen slows down once more to catch his breath. Jane's panting breath tells us both she was still riding that climax like a rocket through the stratosphere. By trying the orgasm back for as long as she could it ended up hitting her even harder than usual.

“Ohhhhh...ohhhhhh...ohhhhhh god!”

With a calm proud grin Billy runs his hand up and down her curvaceous sides. “You came twice, didn't you?”

My girlfriend rises a foot, her long sweaty brown hair hanging in ribbons and hiding her face. She simply nods.

And there it was...three in one go. Mission accomplished and I hadn't even realized it. He even got the bonus prize for being the first to give her multiple O's. He was the superior lover, at least for getting my woman to nut, in every conceivable way. I had no square inch of ground to claim as my own. My pride had nowhere to hide. On my best day I couldn't touch this. Billy was the better man.

Jane's body trembles with an aftershock. She still hadn't made a sound. Through her hair I could see her staring blankly down at the pillow, she seemed shook and in a world of her own.

“You okay?” I whisper.

She nods, still with that distant look. Was that shame I saw? Regret? Something else? Her shoulders and chest rise and fall as she takes in deep slow breaths. “I...never...knew...” Her words fade. She glances my way but avoids direct eye contact. I could see in an instant that something had changed.

Billy gives her a playful pat to her hip. “Over here slut, I want you on your back.”

Her soft voice is the epitome of submissive obedience. “Yes Billy.”

She moves easily to his guidance. He slips out of her and moves over to the other side of the bed and pats the space in front of him as he moves his phone to the side. She rolls off of me and lays down where she was told, legs spread wide for her young buck. My body was wet with our sweat and rapidly began to cool.

Neither paid me any attention now. My role in this kinky thing had come to an end. As excruciating as being used as sex furniture for them had been this felt even worse. It was suddenly very lonely on this side of the mattress. Just me and my stiffy.

Billy lightly slaps her bald pussy a few times then mounts my girlfriend and they both let out a long sigh as his cock is buried once more inside of her. This time their lovemaking is far more intimate. There was no love to be sure, but there was a connection now between them. Jane might hate Billy but she HAD to respect him and what he could do to her.

The sex resumes at a much more relaxed pace. Both of them were simply enjoying the other now, no need to rush. Their long bouts of eye contact are excruciating. The way her legs wrapped around him in that way I knew so well just salt in the wound.

He smiles down at her as his body undulates on top of her. “Not so lippy now, are ya?”

She shakes her head. “No Billy.”

“I put you in your place, hm?” Even now in total victory he was insufferable.

“Yes Billy.” She bites her bottom lip and gazes up at him in something approaching awe. Her small hands run down his lean tight body, feeling his firm muscles and loving it as she did. “Every woman should have a big stud like you Billy to put us in our place.”

“A slut like you needs cock everyday.”

“Yes Billy, everyday.”

He leans down and kisses her, deeply and passionately, as he keeps on thrusting into her with smooth easy thrusts. “Mmmmm!” They moan into each others mouths.

“Gary's fucked you. I'm fucking you. You going to fuck all of John's friends?”

She nods. “That is the plan. Twenty dollars a fuck.”

“Whore.”

She nods again. “I am such a whore Billy, such a horny slut. You awakened that side of me. Thank you.” Her back arches. “Mmmmm! God, I hope they all have big cocks like you Billy.”

“Nobody's like me baby.”

“I believe you. You're the best Billy. The fucking best.” She pinches his nipple. “I still hate you though.”

He grins that cocky grin of his. “Good.”

Billy makes love to my girlfriend for many long minutes of slow, hot, sensual sex. He was squeezing every bit of value out of his twenty dollar lay. Occasionally he would still belittle her or insult her but the venom was gone from his words. She was completely pacified at this point, her many orgasms making her too drunk on his dick to banter back. Once she told him again how much she hated him, how much she hated the fact that an asshole like him was the best lover she'd ever had, but the words melded straight into sighs of lusty bliss. They moved as one. They kissed and caressed and groped and stared and moaned in lewd duets. They would whisper soft words only meant for the other. Jane gave herself completely to her teen lover.

Not once do they look my way or acknowledge me in any way. I felt like I should go. I felt like I was an intruder in my own room as the two beside me were lost in each others presence. Despite this I remain where I was. Something kept me there that I could not explain. Sometimes I would watch them, sometimes stare at the ceiling, sometimes close my eyes and wonder how the hell I had let this all happen. The whole time my diamond hard pecker stood straight and at the ready, even oozing some precum despite being completely untouched.

At long last I hear the end approach. Billy's sighs turn to huffing grunts. The bed begins to rock as his thrusts pick up in power and tempo. Billy would soon cum inside my girlfriend for the second time tonight.