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Chapter 91 by Vox121 Vox121

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Cameron

Cameron.

I exhaled slowly, releasing some of the tension in my shoulders. It always seemed the anticipation was worse than the act. What had me off balance was her throwing herself against me. There was no time to react as her lips smashed against mine. The hot and heavy kiss was brief. Pulling away, there was that mischievous smile of hers.

“Hope you enjoy this,” she whispered so only I could hear. “I certainly will.” Using my shoulders, she pushed herself to her feet. She played up the sway in her walk, knowing full well I would be watching. I took a breath as I watched her walk away from me to take her place next to another man. A man that would soon be—

Our eyes met and she smiled, knowing full well what I was thinking about.

Cameron looked uncomfortable in front of everyone, but he wasn’t backing down. By this point, everyone was starting to lose focus, their attention—and their hands—wandering to those next to them. Maddie wasn’t doing a very good job composing herself with Colin’s hand between her legs and I was pretty sure Lily and Nina were in a cold war over Mike’s attention.

None of that was important right now. Emma was taking center stage and this was the main event.

“What’s it going to be?” Cameron asked as he nervously rubbed his hands together. Seeing him standing next to her made me realize I hadn’t seen too many pictures or videos with him. While he wasn’t as dark as Callie or Lilian, he was still a fair shade darker than everyone else here. Still, in terms of raw looks, he was probably the second best looking guy here behind Ryan. Cameron leaned more towards boyish good looks than classic masculine traits though. Lucky guy was probably going to get carded when he was thirty.

“Nothing too exciting,” Emma said as she showed him the card. “Missionary.”

He shrugged, trying to downplay his nervousness. “Works for me.”

Emma smiled, tossing the card away as she got to her knees. Jaw clenched, I focused on breathing as I watched her tenderly take his half-erect cock in her hand. Carefully, she brought it to her waiting mouth. Groaning, his hand rested atop her head as she went to work. Even with the help of Emma’s tongue and lips, I beat him getting hard. My cock strained uncomfortably against my underwear as I watched my girlfriend’s tongue run along his growing length. Lips I had kissed moments ago were now pressed against the head of his cock.

She stopped abruptly, reaching over to Ryan. When she straightened again, I saw she had a condom in hand. Tossing the wrapper aside, she rolled it over his erect cock. Now at full length, I estimated it was about my size.

Not sure if I was relieved or disappointed at that. Even if I was comfortable and understood that this was something I enjoyed, I still had a bit of conflict inside me. The monster inside me wanted something like Grant. Something to really separate me from the guy she was with and drive her wild. The guy who loved her with everything he had wanted to be the absolute best she’d ever had. Both were me, and I accepted that, but the contradiction was a bit confusing at times.

When Emma laid back on the towel Ryan had spread out, I found I couldn’t see much with the others in the circle blocking my view. My annoyance and desire to shift position didn’t overrule my desire to keep a low profile here, so I remained in place. Her legs spread wide, welcoming Cameron into them. He was focused down, inching closer until—

My heart seemed to jump into my throat as I heard Emma moan. Cameron’s body was moving, betraying what was happening out of sight.

I felt a heat in my cheeks as I looked down at my erection. No one paid me any attention, either busy with someone else or watching the action up front. The situation was morbidly embarrassing. Everyone knew Emma was my girlfriend, and there she was having sex with someone else while they watched. They could hear how much she was enjoying herself. Probably see it too. All while her boyfriend sat in the back with a raging boner.

People might not have been judging me, but I was.

That was how I spent however many minutes it took Cameron to finish. No calming efforts could quell the swirl of emotions as I listened to Emma’s vocal affirmations of enjoyment and pleasure. It was even harder with Sarah up front loudly encouraging the two.

As things up front with Cameron and Emma died down, I noticed things had shifted around me.

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