Brandon's turn.

Heidi… Amelia… And now… Shit, man. I need a break. I glance down at my rock-hard cock.

Well, that won’t be happening soon. After a week of teasing and flirting, Vi said that Brandon is ready, he’s ‘up for it’. Vi walks across my bedroom, grabbing her gym bag, a change of clothes, a towel, and some perfume. She notices me watching and tilts her head as she puts a hand on her hip.

“You ready for this?”

I nod.

Time passes, I sit and wait on a random machine, watching the last few patrons filter out of the building, Brandon glancing over his shoulder at me and then to Vi. His eyes, of course, settle on Vi instead of me. Incredibly light weights clang against the wall. Vi is arching her back unnecessarily as she does dumbbell rows on a bench, looking over her shoulder at Brandon, glancing at me with a hungry, lustful look in her eye. She grabs Brandon by the arm and pulls him close as he approaches her after locking the front entrance. Her hands rest on his chest as Brandon glares hungrily at her. Brandon's eyes shift to me for a split second before snaking up Vi’s body, and onto her chest, he squeezes those beautiful tits hungrily.

“Hmmmm.” Vi moans softly, looking over at me, biting her lip.

Brandon and I are dragged to the change rooms, the male change rooms. Vi sits me down on the bench, her voice hot on my ear, “Let me convince him he won’t regret joining us tonight… Besides, I know you’ll enjoy the show.”

I grin and slap her ass through the baggy sweat pants. She yelps and stumbles forward with an exaggerated grace, her hands landing on Brandon’s broad chest. He chuckles and grabs her hips.

“Brandon… Fuck… Your muscles are huge.”
I watch as Vi greedily drags her hand down under his shirt, and up over his bulging muscles. Brandon reaches for her sports bra and starts to grop her again. Vi moans and asks him sultrily, “You really have a favourite, huh?”
“Fucking hell...” Brandon mutters as Vi reaches down between his legs, palming his hardening length. His thick fingers pinching at Vi’s nipples.

Vi giggles as she slowly starts to drop to her knees

She doesn't delay any longer as she tugs his shorts off of him, his cock springs upwards into her face, she gasps and looks up at him, her mouth open. “God, I forgot about how fucking thick you are.”

Before Brandon can muster a reply, Vi’s mouth opens wide and takes him down her throat, slightly gagging as he travels down her throat, but she doesn’t relent, her head starting to bob backwards and forwards as his dark black cock disappears past her soft lips.

Fucking hell.

I tug my own shorts down and get close, Vi on instinct reaches up and starts to jerk me off, saliva connecting her lips to the head of Brandon’s cock as she shoots me a naughty look before burying my cock down her throat.

Vi pulls back, flushed and panting as she gazes up between us. She glances back and forth before settling on Brandon.

“No more waiting, coach. Put that fucking black rod in me.”

Brandon either has accepted our dynamic, or the thought of sliding into Vi’s pussy has clouded his mind, and he just doesn’t care anymore because he grabs Vi by the arm and pulls her up against him, grabbing her sports bra, he starts to pull it off, his other hand reaching down for her pants. He struggles to do both at the same time. I grin and get behind Vi, dragging her pants down to her ankles, helping her get her feet out of the clumped fabric. She steps out, and Brandon gives up trying to fully strip her, dragging her toward the lockers. He growls with lust, “Better brace yourself.”

Vi coos, lust burning in her eyes, “Give it to me good, coach. Give me a real good stretch!”
Brandon roughly grabs at Vi’s leg, pulling it up towards him, his thick cok head rubs against Vi’s pussy.
Her eyes meet mine, she’s hungry, she’s lustful, she’s ready.
I can’t fucking wait to see this go further.

Brandon pushes past the folds of her cunt and starts to slide his sizable girth inside Vi’s tight, dripping pussy.
“Fuck! Coach! So, BIG!”
Her eyes roll into the back of her head as she moans. The echo vibrating off the lockers around us, the air is warm and hot around us. Her large breasts jiggle with each brutal thrust.
“Jesus Vi! You’re god damn dripping, it’s like you don't wanna let go!”

Vi moans, sweat already beading around her face, “I don’t want you out of me! You’re stretching me out like crazy!”

Brandon groans in delight, his hand reaching for her breast, slapping and pinching the jiggling flesh.

“Yes! Brandon! Harder! Fucking use me!”

I stroke watching, Vi’s eyes meet mine, and she grins.

“How do I look, babe!?”
I step forward, and Brandon slows his strokes into my girlfriend as he drops her leg back down.
“Like my own personal fucking porn star.”
I grab her face and pull her onto my dick, my cock pushing against her lips and landing on her tongue. Brandon slaps at Vi’s ass as he starts to thrust again, the **** of his thrusts pushing her nose into my abdomen.

“That's it slut. **** on that fucking cock.” I grin, my fingers grabbing roughly at her hair.

The sounds coming from her throat are obscene and guttural, and saliva drips out of her mouth with each alternating thrust from me and Brandon. Her eyes meet mine, sharp and full of lust.

“Your ass jiggles like fucking crazy with each thrust!” Brandon growls, his eyes firmly on Vi’s ass. He’s not wrong; every single thrust sends a ripple through her backside.

She moans something unintelligible around my cock. I grin as I reach down and cup my hand around her face, holding her cheeks tight as I thrust.

Vi loses some of the strength in her legs, her hands grab at my thighs as she convulses, unable to say anything with her mouth full, but I know this face, the sounds coming from her, she's cumming. Judging by the way Brandon groans as he grabs a handful of Vi’s ass, she’s squirted all over him, and the sensation of her convulsing wet pussy, is just too much for him. He barely mutters a word as he groans loudly, sliding his cock out and shooting spurt after spurt of his thick cum onto her ass. Vi pants and moans as I pull my cock out of her mouth, stroking quickly. I’ve never wanted to lather her as much as I do right now.

“Erik! Give it to - “ I cut her off, as my cock erupts, my cum coating her lips and shooting onto her face, she moans as she reaches for her chest, grabbing her breasts for me, jiggling her ass for Brandon.

Vi sits on the floor, legs splayed out beneath her, panting hard.

“When are we doing that again?” She asks me with a tired, but sly