Third Party Support

Arching her back and raising her head, Hannah moaned louder than before as she felt Chloe slide the strapon further into her ass. She could hear the redhead panting behind her, like she was running hard, feeling the hot breath on her head. Without even really thinking, simply letting the pleasure lead her, she arched back as far as she could and turned her head to meet the younger woman’s lips. Their mouths mashed together as their bottoms slapped in tight, Chloe’s thrusting a constant repetition of withdrawing and penetration until the entirety of the long, thick strap-on was buried inside Hannah’s asshole.

Still kissing, though gasping amidst their locking lips, Chloe’s hand reached up and grabbed Hannah’s breast, her fingers rubbing over the blonde’s nipple, making her buck uncontrollably back against the strapon in her ass. Her other hand rested on Hannah’s hip, gripping tight at her taut flesh as she continued to fuck the girl she’d mounted. Hannah jerked her hips back again, just as Chloe slid back inside, filling the room with a loud clap as thighs met ass, sweat flying from their skin. This time it was because of a different hand on a different breast, belonging to the man who's cock was also penetrating her pussy right now.

Having caught his breath and regained some energy, Peter had resumed his own efforts to make Hannah cum. He thrust up into her slick hole with his hard cock, feeling her puss drooling over his shaft and balls, creating a wet mark on the bedsheets below. He pumped up, sometimes in time with Chloe, sometimes out of sync, building his own pace, with one hand reaching up to tweak the blondes nipple the other took a firm grasp of her ass cheek, spreading it slightly for Chloe and pulling her pussy tighter against his cock, allowing himself to bury his dick just a little deeper.

With Hannah arched back, he had room to sit up a little, replacing his fingers on her nipple with his mouth, wrapping his lips around the nub. His teeth grazed the hard nip slightly as he began to suckle, pulling gently on her breast and making her moan hard into Chloe’s mouth. His hand dropped to her ass, both hands grasping a cheek on either side, his fingers digging into her flesh as he used his new position to fuck her even hard, shoving his cock in as deep as he could go, repeatedly as fast as he could muster. Her slick hole accommodated him, her walls sucking him in as her wetness allowed him to fuck her as fast and as hard as he wanted.

The hard pummelling from the stiff dick below made her cry out, unable to keep her lips on Chloe’s anymore. Not that the redhead seemed to mind, dropping her mouth to kiss the nape of her neck as she continued to shove the strapless strap on deep into the blonde’s ass. Her hand left Hannah’s breast and reached up, her fingers slithering around her neck and keeping her bent backwards while she continued to plant tender kisses on her shoulder, while the strap on pushed deep into her rectum while Peter nibbled playfully on her breasts while his cock ploughed into her at a frantic, almost panicked pace. Hannah couldn’t tell if she was being worshipped or used, or which one was turning her on more.

Peter was now fucking her faster and harder than Chloe, faster and harder than the redhead possibly could with her sloppy cunt giving him a clear advantage. His grip on her buttocks anchored him as his hips bounced up and down on the mattress, repeatedly burying his cock into her, the very speed, as well as the rapid sensation of being filled and emptied, sending a tingling sensation to spread throughout her whole body. The bed strained beneath the weight of the two girls and one man, their physical exertion causing the frame to shake and shudder, much like Hannah was. It sounded as loud as the moans that escaped her gaping, slack jaw. As she shoved the strap on deep inside once again, Chloe absently wondered whether anyone could hear what was going on downstairs or if either Ashley or Gavin were listening in.

“Hah, look at you, holding out this long,” Chloe teased her between kisses. “You were ready to cum even before I stuck this beautiful thick gift you gave me in your ass. I think someone’s holding out on us because she enjoys getting rammed in both holes.”

Part of Chloe’s brain remembered the plan; keep Hannah preoccupied until Gavin completed the job below. That meant withholding Hannah’s orgasm was a good thing. And yet, being this close to her, rocking her hips, pushing the fake cock into Hannah’s ass and feeling the bulb inside Chloe grinding against her inner ridges had Chloe wanting the older blonde to cum. She wanted to make her cum. Her unblemished skin, shiny with sweat, against Chloe’s thighs only served to remind her of how it felt to fuck and be fucked by Hannah. The sexuality she’d so long denied, Hannah had let loose and now Chloe wanted her to feel the full **** of her desire.

Hannah couldn’t even respond, to confirm or deny Chloe’s charge. Every time she opened her mouth, no matter what words she tried to form, all that came forth were garbled, throaty noises, followed by long drawn out moans. Pleasure pulsed from both holes, her skin feverish and flushed, feeling like she was on fire from the sensation that emulated from her very core. She felt like she might spontaneously combust at any moment, though she knew that feeling, and that explosion would come from her pussy. Chloe had been right. Hannah was enjoying this, holding off her orgasm to wring a few more moments of utter ecstasy from being so thoroughly and completely fucked.

Even Peter was impressed by her fortitude. He’d been close to cumming before Chloe had joined the fray and given him an opportunity to rest. Now, even though Hannah was the one being double penetrated and kissed and sucked and teased, he felt his own climax building from the base of his shaft. And now he had to contend with Chloe’s cock, rubbing against his own shaft from inside Hannah. He closed his eyes tighter as he tried to fend it off, knowing he’d never live it down if he and Chloe were both fucking Hannah and he still came first. His hands squeezed her ass cheeks, willing himself to hold on a little longer, as he moved his mouth from one breast to the other, suckling again Hannah’s ample tits in an effort to bring her to orgasm first

Her mind swirled, as if the room were foggy and spinning. Like an out of body experience, Hannah could see herself bent over and bent backwards, almost folded as Chloe fucked her ass and Peter filled her pussy. She turned her head slightly, gazing past the redhead sodomising her at the large panelled mirrors that covered the wardrobe. She could see how hot they looked, the sexiest thing she’d ever see, Chloe’s feet spread wide, standing above her and pushing down into her, Peter below, knees up, using his feet and hips to pump up into her, the only part she could see of herself was her ass, Peter’s hands on each cheek, looking like she was being split in two. Watching herself get fucked simultaneously by two cocks was enough to send her over the edge.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck,” Hannah screamed, the first coherent word she’d formed in a long time, her voice raspy and sore. Then, somehow, louder still, “I’M GONNA CUM!”

Hannah shuddered and shook, like she was going into shock. Her whole body spasmed, tensing and releasing, and with every release she was bombarded with pleasure, like she was under siege. Her brain went blank, her eyes glazing as this overwhelming, all-consuming sense of euphoria flooded every part of her, making her toes curl and her fingers grip at whatever body part, belonging to whoever, she could find. Her senses were shot. She could feel anything but happy and free, could only smell the scent of sex and release, couldn’t even see, could taste sweat and squirt in the air, hearing nothing but her own voice screaming along to the tune of her clenching hole.

As soon as her pussy started cumming, gushing out even more liquid over Peter’s member, her walls clamped down on his dick. He groaned, the pressure around his dick was the last straw and almost instantly following Hannah’s climax, he came himself, releasing rope after rope of pent up, built up cum into his ex-girlfriend’s pussy. His mouth left her breast, trailing his lips along to her cleavage where he buried his head, twitching and jerking his hips when his balls pulsed and another load of his cum was launched from the open, unobstructed tip of his cock.

Her ass tightened along with her pussy. It had been tight enough as it was, requiring effort for Chloe to shove the strapless cock into ass and pull it out side. She suddenly knew how men felt when they fucked a girl. But with her ass squeezing harder still on the strap-on inside her, Chloe couldn’t pull it out, having to resort to allowing Hannah to cum with the dildo wedged inside her ass. Instead Chloe ground herself against Hannah’s ass, working the bulbous end in her own pussy. Satisfied that she’d successfully made Hannah cum, her own personal mission even if it wasn’t the plan, Chloe fucked herself against her end, bringing her to her own orgasm as Hannah continued to ride her own.

It took several minutes before their respective orgasms passed, but, even then, they didn’t disengage. Chloe released Hannah, allowing her to flop forward as the redhead rest on her back. Hannah slumped onto Peter’s chest and the young man simply lay, legs straightened out, exhausted. Five or so minutes later, his cock, completely spent and becoming soft, slipping from Hannah’s pussy, gobs of cum dripping out after it. Easing the strap on out of her ass, Chloe rolled onto her side on the mattress, rolling far enough away that Hannah could roll onto her back between them.

No one said anything, simply content to catch their breaths for now. In any other situation, the teens might have drifted off to a sound sleep but Chloe and Peter both knew that the night was far from over, and Hannah, with her wits returning to her could finally ask the important question.

“Chloe, what are you doing here?” Hannah demanded, sitting up.

“I’m sorry, Hannah,” Chloe said, conflicted by the feelings she had for Hannah, and the need to do what was right. She couldn’t help but feel dirty that she’d used those feelings to distract Hannah, turning away from the older girl as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed. “We couldn’t see any other way.”

“We?!” Hannah repeated, incensed. “What do you mean by we?”

“Gavin…and Ashley are…”

Hannah didn’t let Chloe finish her sentence, instead leaping off the bed and marching towards the door. “I knew she would be a part of it. Why the fuck couldn’t she just let it go? What has she done?”

Before she could reach the door, she found Peter standing in her way, arms stretched out. But he was looking past her, at Chloe, still sitting on the bed. “Are the others finished?”

Chloe shrugged. She had no way of knowing what was going on downstairs. Gavin had said the search would take several minutes, and it had been that and then some, so her best guess was that it should be safe. But she just didn’t know for sure and could only hunch her shoulders, allowing Peter to make the final decision. Hannah interjected first, however.

“Finished what?” Hannah growled, looking over her shoulder at Chloe, following Peter’s gaze. When she offered no answers, Hannah turned back to Peter, looking up at his slim, slight frame. “I’m going downstairs. You know you can’t stop me.”

Peter wasn’t sure about that. Though she was a cheerleader, when they used to play fight, and tickle fight as a couple, Peter usually won that game, which only got her amped up and wanting to play a different game, just like the one they played tonight. However, in her current state of panic and anger, Peter knew she would simply tear right through him.

“Maybe it would be better to go downstairs,” Chloe suggested, standing as well. “It’d be easier to show you, I think.”

“No need,” came the voice from the doorway, behind Peter.

The trio looked to find Ashley standing there. “Get dressed,” she said, passing out Peter’s clothes from the kitchen and Chloe’s clothes she’d discarded outside the bedroom. Her eyes fell on Hannah, her sister, standing naked in the room, Peter’s cum dripping down her thighs, as she said, “And then you’re going to tell me who else knows about this video.”