Threesome

Greg’s expression shifted from shock to something calmer, darker, and far more interested. His eyes dragged slowly over Bill’s soft new body—the pretty face, the puffy little tits, the flared hips, that tiny spent pecker still buried inside his girlfriend—and a slow smile curved his mouth.

He closed the door behind him with a quiet click.

“Well… fuck me,” he said, voice low and even. “Didn’t expect to walk in on this, but I’m not complaining.” He looked at Julianne, then at Bill’s flushed, feminized face. “Mind if I join you two ladies?”

Julianne’s eyes lit up instantly. She kept Bill’s soft little cock trapped inside her and grinned over her shoulder.

“Hell yes. Come here. I’ve been wanting to share this pretty little thing.”

Greg stepped out of his clothes without hurry. His thick cock was already hard, swinging heavy as he climbed onto the bed. He moved behind Julianne first, kissing the side of her neck while his hands slid down to cup Bill’s soft new tits from behind her. He pinched the sensitive little nubs, making Bill whimper and twitch inside Julianne’s pussy.

“Look at you,” Greg murmured against Julianne’s ear, loud enough for Bill to hear. “Soft, smooth, tiny little dick still stuffed in my girl… and those cute tits. You’re perfect for this.”

Julianne lifted herself just enough for Bill’s slick, spent pecker to slip free with a wet sound, then shifted so she was straddling Bill’s face instead. She lowered her cum-dripping pussy onto his soft lips.

“Lick it clean, pretty boy,” she ordered, grinding down. “Taste yourself.”

Bill’s tongue pushed out obediently, lapping at her messy folds while Greg moved between his spread, slender legs. Greg wrapped one hand around Bill’s tiny, sensitive shaft—still wet and shiny from Julianne—and stroked it slowly while lining his own thick cock up against Bill’s soft, smooth entrance.

“Relax for me,” Greg said, voice almost gentle. “You’re gonna take both of us tonight.”

He pushed in steady and deep. Bill’s soft body arched, a muffled moan vibrating against Julianne’s pussy as Greg’s thick cock stretched him open. The contrast was filthy—Greg’s big shaft burying itself in Bill’s tight new hole while that pathetic little three-inch pecker bounced and leaked against Greg’s stomach.

Julianne rode Bill’s face harder, smearing her mixed juices all over his soft cheeks and pretty lips. Greg fucked him in long, deep strokes, one hand still lazily stroking Bill’s tiny dick in time with every thrust. Every time Greg bottomed out, Bill’s soft tits jiggled and his little cock twitched helplessly in Greg’s fist.

“Fuck, he’s so tight,” Greg groaned. “And this little clitty keeps leaking every time I hit deep. You like being used by both of us, don’t you?”

Julianne laughed breathlessly, grinding her wet cunt harder onto Bill’s tongue.

“He does. Look at how pretty he is with a real cock in his ass and my pussy on his face. Our perfect little dickgirl.”

Bill could only moan and whimper between them, soft body completely claimed—tongue buried in Julianne, ass stretched around Greg, tiny cock stroked and ignored in equal measure. The wet sounds of the threesome filled the room: Greg’s heavy balls slapping against Bill’s smooth ass, Julianne’s wet pussy sliding over Bill’s soft face, and the quiet, constant drip of precum from Bill’s pathetic little pecker.

Greg leaned forward over Julianne’s shoulder, still buried deep in Bill, and kissed her hard while he kept fucking the soft, feminized body beneath them both.

“We’re keeping him like this,” Greg said against her mouth. “Aren’t we?”

Julianne just smiled and ground down harder on Bill’s tongue in answer.