Missionary with Spiky

We had finally reached the point of no return. I knew this was the last chance of saving the fleeting illusion of normality. The way Kaylee looked at me indicated I wasn’t the only one who felt that way. Stopping here would let us go back to how things were. Kaylee would still sleep with other guys, but at least it wouldn’t be like this. It wasn’t perfect, but it was a way to keep my sanity. After all, Kaylee sleeping with other guys was nothing new. At least I could pretend that out of sight meant out of mind. This would change the normal. I could see it in her eyes, the excitement, the joy, the desire. This was my Pandora’s Box moment. Opening it now would make it impossible to go back.

Spiky was almost ready. Her legs spread wider as he got into position, welcoming him. My stomach was a boiling cauldron, as I pressed a shaking hand against my mouth. I felt lightheaded and sick, sweat beading on my forehead. One word. All I needed to say was one word. There in the back of my mind, that little voice was laughing at me. It knew I wouldn’t say it even though the scene playing out before me sickened me.

Kaylee was staring at me the entire time. I wondered if she knew how close I was to losing it. It had to be obvious if I looked even a quarter of how I felt. There was concern in her eye, but she said nothing, making it perfectly clear that if anyone was going to stop this, it would be me. I closed my eyes and counted the heartbeats. They were going so fast, I would lose count and start again. The entire world fell away as I focused on trying to calm my thundering heart.

When I finally worked up the willpower to open my eyes and look again, the deed was already done. Spiky was in his groove, thrusting rapidly into her. His hands locked her in place as his hips smashed against hers. I watched, horrified as he plunged his cock deep into Kaylee before sliding most of it out to repeat the process. Over and over. Again and again. I watched them without seeing, my mind already revolting. Once more, I was being filled with anger, sadness, and disgust. It created a void that only attracted more of the same. None of it was directed at what I was seeing. It was all internalized. I was angry at myself for taking the cowards way out and taking a passive role in my own life. Sad that it wasn’t me on the bed with her. Disgusted that there was a part of me that enjoyed watching her like this.

I could barely stomach looking at her. Each time I managed to gather the courage, it was like someone punching me in the gut. It didn’t take Kaylee long to notice my plight.

“Scott,” she gasped between moans. She called my name again when I continued staring at the floor. “Scott.” This time, there was something different about her voice that made me look up. There was concern on her face as she looked my way. She was breathing hard, body rocking from the man’s thrusts. It was telling that the moans and other sexy noises she had been making a moment before were absent. I could still see the ember of pleasure in her eyes as she watched me, but it was muted and dulled by the overwhelming concern.

When she had my attention, her blue eyes held me in their sway. “You have to watch, Scott. I want you to watch.” It was hard to swallow the lump in my throat, but all thoughts of looking away dissipated. She rolled her lip inward for a moment, letting out a soft grunt. Her hand moved up to brush her lips. I watched as it trailed down her chin, neck, and breasts. Captivated, I followed it across her toned stomach with bated breath as I wondered what this was leading to. I found out a moment later when it guided me to the action happening between her legs. It was like I’d forgotten how to breathe. My angle wasn’t perfect, but it was enough to see the flesh of his erection piston into my willing girlfriend.

“Do you see it, Scott? Do you see his cock fucking me?” She made a soft grunting noise. “Answer me.”

“I do,” I managed, unable to look away.

“Not too impressed,” she said, voice slightly strained. She was making this seem like I was talking to someone who was in the middle of a mild workout. “Not even going to get me close to cumming.”

My eyes moved up to meet hers and she smiled. To my surprise, she lifted her hand and gestured expectantly. My stomach did a flip when I realized what she wanted. She couldn’t be serious. It was bad enough watching from here, and she wanted me to move closer? My legs felt like they would give at any moment as I shuffled around the bed to where her head was closest. Grabbing my hand, she clutched it tightly. There was an instant shift in her mood as she gave me a wonderful smile as she pulled me down so I was sitting on the edge of the bed. It made ignoring Spiky easier since I had to twist my body around to see everything below her chest from this spot. I didn’t dare move from the spot I was in, my complete attention on Kaylee as she gripped my hand and continued beaming that smile of hers at me.

“Are you okay?” she asked softly. Even after all this, I still didn’t know how to answer that. I wanted to tell her no. That I hated this and what she was doing to me. Yet that wasn’t the whole story. My heart was racing and the blood flow was pooling up in a familiar spot that went against my conviction that I hated everything about what was happening right now. From my sitting position on the bed, I don’t think she could see my erection, but she wasn’t looking for it anyway. Her attention was completely focused on my face and the emotions that played across it.

I managed a weak nod, not trusting my voice and I felt her grip on my hand tighten, dazzling blue eyes looking up at me. The concern on her face relaxed as she let out a moan. I wasn’t fooled by the sudden shift. Having heard her with Adam and Sean, I could tell only a sliver of feeling was in it. She hadn’t been kidding when she said she wasn’t impressed with Spiky. Then again, that hadn’t been for him. Kaylee was getting into her groove.

“God, this is so fucking hot,” she gasped as she pulled my hand closer to her. A small moan escaped her lips. “My body is so hot. Feel,” she said as she pressed my hand against her chest. My throat tightened as I felt her hot skin against mine. My eyes locked on to her breasts, swaying under the **** of Spiky’s thrusts.

Spiky was groaning loudly as he built towards release. His thrusts slowed. Each powerful one caused Kaylee’s breasts to give a firm bounce. Her eyes flicked to me as we realized what was coming.

“He’s going to cum,” she stated as a surge of excitement overtook her. “Scott, he’s going to cum in me!”

Our eyes met as the man called out, exploding within her. She accepted it with a breath, her beautiful eyes not leaving mine. “I can feel it,” she whispered breathlessly as she gave me a warm smile.

Spiky leaned down, pressing his body against her as he gave a few lame thrusts as he tried to push a little deeper into her in the twilight of his orgasm. Kaylee shifted her head to look around the man, keeping her eyes on me like she was recording every moment of my reaction.

Climbing off her, the guy said something before pulling out of her. Craning my neck, I watched as her tight lips sealed shut once more. It was as if her body was trying to greedily keep the gift it was given. Even still, cum seeped through and began to drip down onto the bed. Each thud of my heart was hard enough to make my upper body sway in place.

By now, Pierce had recovered. He had been watching the events with hawkish interest, pumping furiously to get himself back into the action. Kaylee did nothing as he switched positions with Spiky, eager and willing to take the place of his friend inside my girlfriend.

I could see it in Kaylee’s eyes that she was eager to continue where Spiky had left off, her eyes leaving mine to stare at the new cock.