Spooning

"What kind of idea?" Tom asks.

"How about we spoon so we can watch each other?" Meghan states.

"Mhmm, sounds hot." I state.

"Reckon we should swap partners?"

I look to Silvio. "Up to the boys."

"Sounds good to me." Silvio says.

"Sure."

We hurried around the bed to get into position. Soon enough I find myself with my hunk behind me and my friend in front of me. Silvio pours some more lube onto his cock, before passing the bottle over to Tom. I watch as Silvio presses his tip against Meghan's rear entrance, causing her to gasp.

"That's it sugar." She coos. Her jaw drops as Silvio's length slowly enters her, just the way I had instructed him. His hand then paws at one of her breasts, for which I can't blame him. As he begins to thrust, I feel Tom wrap his arm around me and whisper into my ear "You ready?"

I turn to him and nod with a smile on my face. Then I feel his tip press against my asshole. We share a tender kiss as he slides his shaft inside of me. A few moans escape my lips as we continue to lock lips. That's when I feel a hand rub my pussy lips. Looking to Meghan, I see that she has reached out to touch me. As her finger focuses on my sensitive nub, I return the favor.

We spend the next twenty or so minutes watching each other get plowed. I witness everything from her pleasured expression, to her breasts jiggling to Silvio's thrusts, to her body tensing up as she got close to another climax. As we shudder through numerous orgasms, I wonder which one of our studs would succumb to their own impending climax.

As I catch my breath, I hear Silvio let out a grunt. He slides his cock out of Meghan's ass, before she looks me in the eyes "Ohh sugar, he just filled my ass with cum."

I turn to Tom, who was also taking a breather. "What about you?"

"I'm close."

"However you want to, babe."

Tom rolled me onto my front. I arch my back to push my ass up and a second later he's balls deep in my ass hole. He gives me slow, yet long, hard, masculine thrusts, making me grunt. "Fuck... Fuck. That's it Tommy... Fuck my ass."

My hand reaches for my clit, **** for one more orgasm. I don't know how much longer he's going to last, but my stud yet to let me down. Hopefully, the brief pause was all he needed to delay the inevitable. As he pistons faster, Tom growls "You gonna cum?"

"If you keep fucking doing that I will..."

Tom's hands clench into my shoulders as my free hand squeezes on the quilt. My legs are trembling, as I'm nearing my desired bliss. I can hear his roar muted by gritting teeth. He's gotta be as close as I am.

"DON'T FUCKING STOP!" I scream, right as he plunges to the hilt. He then lets out a growl, before erupting inside of me. My body spasms underneath him, having reached my own climax.

"Oh my God..." I gasp. "Good fucking job."

Tom flops down on top of me. "No problem Morgan."

"Well, I think we're all ready for bed?" Meghan sighs.

"Yeah, sure am." And I sure as hell can't wait for tomorrow.