Post rave mistake

Erik watches as Vi pulls her outfit on for the night. Another Rave. Another night with Sai. He shudders, both nervous and lustful.

Vi sits down next to him, Ari fast asleep on her bed after spending the day high to avoid studying; now she sleeps it off. Erik has been tasked to sleep here tonight, to not only look after her, but as Vi puts it, ‘satiate her urges.’

Allegedly, Ari gets very horny after being high.

Erik wasn’t going to say no, he finds Ari hot of course… But as he’s been saying, he’s more interested in seeing Vi go wild with not just Sai but other men.

But Vi had told him that she can’t do it because she was going to another rave with Sai. And couldn’t look after herself. She had only told him that same morning, a secret, kept from him, a secret she had planned and executed behind his back with just Sai. The fact that she won’t tell him what they’re going to do tonight…

He shudders as Vi kisses him on the cheek.

Because.

Not only are they going to the rave.

But Vi is staying at Sai’s apartment.

“Remember, babe.” She says to him. “I’m not going to fuck him.” She puts a hand on his hard bulge. “But I will do almost everything else with him.” She leans in closer, licking at his ear. “When he fucks me for the first time. I want you to watch it.”

He shudders again, grabbing her leg, those short shorts closer to long panties than outerwear. “Is that why? You’re making me look after Ari?”

She shakes her head. “No.” She giggles. “She doesn’t actually need to be looked after. But since I’m taking her man for the night. She wanted something to devour too. Or to devour her. Depending on your mood, baby.” She squeezes his bulge. “I’ll accept you giving Ari a good fuck as a step towards you taking advantage of our openness too.” She purrs softly. “Punish her for all the time she called you cucky, maybe.” She giggles.

Sai and Erik chatted for a bit while Vi finished getting ready. It was both hot and has gotten increasingly harder and more exciting, somehow, to see Vi flirt so openly with him, right in front of him.

The simple fact of asking him first what he thought of the fit, and then him not even acknowledging Erik when he suggested switching tops. Which she did. Right in front of them both. Her bare breasts swinging as she pulled a different top on, her eyes fixed on Sai the whole time, sparing a flirty wink at Erik once or twice.

‘Like a third wheel in my relationship… Exactly where I belong.’

That damned voice in his head has completely taken over at this point. No longer existing as whispers in the back of his head, but full-blown, two hands on the wheel, loud yelling.

And Erik thinks he really fucking enjoys it.

The full-body excitement he experiences as he holds Vi’s phone, her narrowed purple eyes trained on him as she sits next to Sai, swinging her legs onto his and puts a casual arm around his shoulders, gently rubbing on his pecs. Erik could cum right there and then. The fact she changed her hairstyle on Sai’s suggestion.

“Okay, babe! I’ll text when we get there and when we’re home!” She leans in and whispers in his ear before kissing him on the cheek. “I’m going to have his cock all the way down my throat.”

“Did they leave already?” Ari asks, yawning as she rubs her eyes, sitting up and looking over at the boy on Vi’s bed, playing a handheld.

“Yeah. They already got there.”

“Oh, okay. You wanna fuck then?”

“Uhhh.”

She swings her legs off the bed and stares at him, eyes still half closed. “Why are you such a bitch?”

Erik is shocked. “What?”

She yawns again. “Why are you such a cuck about all this? You’re a hot guy.”

Erik sucks on his teeth. “I like seeing Vi more.. Than doing it myself.”

She squints, stretching like a cat again. “Sure. So does Sai. But he’s still out there, probably fucking your girl right now.”

Erik shakes his head. “She said they’re not fucking tonight.”

Ari rolls her eyes. “What the fuck ever.” She glares at him, annoyed. “Do you think Sai is some macho domme guy?” She stands up. “I love the guy. But you two are the same kind of dude. If Vi wasn’t throwing herself at him, you’d both be jerking each other off while Vi and I fucked in front of you two.”

She throws her hands up in frustration. “To be fucking honest. I love Vi. And I’m tired of listening to her talk about her getting worried that you’re going to resent her.”

Huh?

“Resent her? No, never.”

Ari pauses. The stillness of her body tells Erik that she wasn’t supposed to tell him that. “Ugh. Why do you think she’s pushing you to be more active, dumb fuck. She’s scared that you will resent her for cucking you hard and you become the actual loser boyfriend.” She walks up to him and raps a knuckle against his head. “She loves you fuckface. She gets off on watching you too.” She rolls her eyes. “Obviously not as much as you and Sai get off on watching us, though.”

Erik pushes her hand away but drops his head in thought. He hadn’t thought of it like that. He thought, assumed, that she got off on cucking him in this more intense way.

Erik has to concede it’s food for thought.

‘It’s just… So fucking hot to feel like I’m getting cucked.’

He looks up and finds her staring; she pulls up her phone and shows him a message from Vi.

She points at him. “I can see your cock poking through! Come use it on me.” She tears her shirt off and heads towards the bathroom. “Come fuck me, cucky.”

…

Erik looks down at Ari’s bouncing ass, her petite body stretching out as she leans on the shower wall. “Fuck sake, Erik!” She growls. “You’re annoying as fuck! God! You are literally bigger than Sai! FUCK!” She yelps, smashing a fist into the shower wall.

Erik decided to play along. Why not? It’s not like this doesn't feel as good for him. And Vi gets off on it? She’s okay with it! She’s actively encouraging it!

And if it means… That if he does this more… Sex with hot women, even women like Ari. It will mean that she’ll slut herself out more, both personally in their relationship and in her collections… Well, it’s not a large price to pay.

And Vi had a point… Ari has been pushing him a lot recently. Her sneering face looking back at him as the water falls around them. “Come on, cucky. Let me really feel it now!”

He slaps her ass, his fingers digging into her hips, slamming harder against her. It feels fucking good to get some lick back, to see her face contort in pleasure, unable to control herself as she presses her face against the tile, moaning like a bitch in heat.

‘I have some fun… I get to see and hear Vi have even more fun… Like she is… Right now… With Sai.’

Erik groans, his cock throbbing inside Ari….

A surprise to no one. The rave was just a 90-minute foreplay fest for the two attendees—nothing but dry humping and groping the entire time. Vi throwing circles against Sai’s crotch, his large musuc; ar hands on her back, thrusting against him and pulling her back against him.

A shot of thrill when Sai shared her with a man whose rave outfit consisted of some glitter, black underwear and a pair of gloves. Dancing on him, his hands bravely running over her breasts, her hard nipples pressing into his palms as she stared daggers towards Sai, watching in awe as his best friend's girlfriend became a random man's piece of clay to mould.

The car ride back to his place was hot and dangerous, her hand on his crotch the entire time, squeezing at every inch, her tongue on his abs, licking at him, and teasing him at every painful red light.

She looks up at him as he tosses her on the bed, pulling his stupid singlet over his head; she moans in anticipation, reaching for her breasts and pulling the windows to the side, her hard pink nipples falling into view. “Fuck, I love your body, I love man muscle so much.” She groans hungrily.

She pushes him onto his back as he gets on the bed, starting from his neck and working his way down, entirely for her own benefit, her hands caressing every hard crevice and bulge on his midriff, her hands fumbling with the belt buckle for only a minute. “Lift your hips.” She commands as she slides his pants down off of him.

She arches her back, pressing her breasts onto his leg; she runs her tongue against the side of his cock, her hand resting on his abs and caressing them hungrily.

“God damn Vi… You’re hungry tonight.”

“Fuck yes I am. Erik’s little slut is yours tonight.” She kisses the head of his cock. “Except for fucking, of course.”

He groans, throwing his head back as she wraps her tits around his length. “I can live with that.”

“Your favourite part was me dancing with that guy, right?” She asks sultrily, lifting and dropping her chest, spitting on his cock. “I could see it in your eyes.”

“Yeah. I’m afFucking deviant; what can I say?”

Vi giggles, grabs her phone, and hands it to Sai. “Say thank you by giving your boy a good angle.”

“Gladly”, He grins.

She continues for a while, staring up at the camera, winking and purring, sharing how hot his cock feels between her tits.

She crawls up to his face, and from right above, while staring down into his eyes, she pulls her shorts off, dropping her wet snatch against him, rubbing the entrance up and down on his shaft.

“Holy fuck, you’re soaked.” Sai growls, grabbing at her thigh, doing his best to keep his hips still.

“Fuck… I’m fucking soaked… God… I want to cum all over this face of yours.” She moans back, her breath hitching when his cock rubs against her clit.

She finds a spot, her hand losing strength, her face falling into that deliciously ripped shoulder of his. “Fuck… I’m gonna cum like this.” She moans, her clit getting hitched on his cockhead, flicking it intensely.

“Cum then. Go on. Cum on my cock. Next time I’ll be inside when you cum.” He growls, slapping at her ass, causing her to yelp.

She lifts her head again, her long hair coming undone and framing her face. “Fuck. Fuck.. Oh fuck yes. Stay still. I’m close. Fuck I’m so close.”

Sai growls, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. “Fuck… this is crazy, you're literally dripping on me. One wrong move and I’ll slide in.”

“Maybe we should do it. Fuck it. We’ll lie to my man, right?” She moans, teasing him.

He chuckles, grinning up at her as her hand slips slightly. “He’s my boy. Nice try.”

She giggles and moans, her pussy starting to throb. “Good… Boy…. Bad test… huh?” She winks, almost teasing herself more than him.

Sai groans, his cock exploding against her, unable to hold back any longer. She lifts her hips enough to avoid being creampied; the hot feeling of his seed splashing against her legs and abdomen drives her wild, and in a moment of weakness, she reaches between her legs and sticks her fingers inside herself, pushing herself over the finish line. “I’m FUCK Cumming!” She squawks, losing strength in her supporting hand.

It’s just for a moment. She hasn’t been careful, caught up too much in her own pleasure.

A moment she looks back on with great shame.

But her orgasm was rocking through her body; her mind was blank; her breasts crash against Sai’s chest as she collapses; her lips land on his.

Sai thought it was intentional, so he kissed her, hard and lustful, he and Ari kiss without limits, maybe it changed here.

And in that haze. She kissed him back, moaning into his mouth.

Less than a second later, she pushes herself off him and shoots completely away, like a frightened feline.

“NO!”

She shakes. Suddenly feeling very vulnerable and ashamed. Sai sits up, concerned. “Vi!? You okay? What happened?”

She rubs the back of her hand against her lips, rubbing furiously. Shame and regret coursing through her veins. “We kissed.” Her voice is already wavering.

Sai grabs the blanket and approaches her; she dissociates, her knees bent against her chest. He puts it on top of her and quickly steps back, pulling his shorts up.

“I’m sorry! I thought it was intentional! Like a surprise or something.”

She shook her head. “I betrayed him…”

Sai’s brow furrows with concern. “So you didn’t do it on purpose?”

She shakes her head. ‘NO! Never… No offence.”

Sai shakes his head, finding a shirt and pulling it on. “So, you didn’t betray him then!” He sits on the foot of the bed. “Just tell him that.”

“That I lost my balance and kissed you?”

He nods. “It was an accident, right?”

She nods shakily.

“Then he’ll understand. I’m sorry. I should’ve pushed you off. I’m sorry for kissing you.”

She nods slowly, tears welling in her eyes.

“Do you want me to call him?”

She shakes her head. “I want to go to sleep… I’ll tell him tomorrow. In person… I’d rather be dumped in person.”

Sai gives her a concerned expression, shaking his head. “He’ll understand. It’ll be okay. He’ll be able to tell that you’re telling the truth. Trust me. I know the guy. He’s my best mate. He loves you, he won’t dump you.”

Sai is respectful from there on. Giving her the room to change. Bringing her a small bottle of water and her overnight bag, sleeping on the couch while she lies back in his bed, the shadow of his lips still against hers.

“Erik…” She whispers solemnly, closing her eyes.

She didn’t want to kiss Sai. Of course not. But the weight of his lips on hers… The smell of him from his bed around her, the memory of her orgasm rocking her and the way his lips felt and tasted, the moan that erupted from her when she crossed that line.

The guilt threatens to rack her body with more sobs.

‘Why did it turn me on even more?!’