Sharing is Caring

Emma’s laughter rang through the room like a bell, dispelling the awkward atmosphere. Starting small, it grew to a full-on laugh as her body relaxed around me.

My anger faded with its sound.

“The look on your face!” she said in a fit of giggles. “You look like you’re running from monsters.”

Mike let out a long breath. “I am running from monsters. Monsters that used to be friends. It’s scary down there. I think they are going to break my dick.” Running a hand through his hair, his breathing began to steady. “I needed a break.”

I frowned. “So you ran into the room where your friends were having a private moment?” The annoyance was clear in my voice even with me trying to hold it back.

“I didn’t know you two were in here or I would have tried another room.”

Emma was far more amused than I was at the situation. “No worries.” I glared at her. She responded with an innocent smile.

The moment was completely ruined now. I’d been hoping to enjoy it for a few minutes at least…

Sulking, I went through the motions of cleaning up. Emma and Mike were talking softly as I got up and tossed the condom in the trash by the door. My intention was to join Emma back on the bed, but when I turned I found my feet rooted in place. My focus wasn’t on their conversation—it was something to do with Mike’s exploits downstairs. No, my brain had latched onto another thought.

Emma, Mike, and I were all in the same room.

Naked.

Being naked in front of my best friend wasn’t an issue. Even though this was technically the first time for me since I wore underwear downstairs, I wasn’t as self-conscious as I thought I would be. Mike didn’t seem to mind either considering how casually he was talking to Emma. After all that had happened downstairs, this was nothing.

As great as all that was, it wasn’t the thing on my mind.

Returning to the bed, I settled in next to Emma. She gave me a brief smile, shifting closer to me before turning her attention back to Mike. I let them talk for a few minutes, building up my nerve.

“Mike?”

“What’s up?”

Mental deep breath.

“Want to join us?” Both stared at me, slightly surprised by my question. “I know you are both tired, but since we are all here…”

Silence was the initial answer as they both worked through their shock. Was it really that surprising that I asked? This seemed like a natural evolution of things. It wasn’t the same level as two girls, but I’d always wanted to have a threesome. Sharing Emma with another guy excited me. I’d seen how another guy could bring her to the peak of pleasure, so what would happen if I was helping him? Would we discover new heights? The thought of Emma experiencing uncontrollable pleasure kept my determination firm as I waited for them to process my question.

Emma and Mike had a moment of silent contemplation before she looked to me. She was silent, but I could see the question on her face.

‘Are you sure?’

I grinned. Absolutely sure.

She rolled her eyes in a way that practically screamed ‘pervert’ in the teasing way she said it, clearly seeing my answer in my expression.

“As much as I would love to collapse back on the bed and take a nap,” she started, “I’m down.”

Mike was less enthusiastic. “You two do realize I came up here to rest, remember?”

Emma beat me to the punch, a predatory grin on her face. “Then you shouldn’t have hid in the cave with monsters in it.” Pushing herself up off the bed, she moved over to Mike to plant a kiss on his cheek. While that may have moved the needle a bit, it was her pressing herself against him that caused the reaction we wanted. Hand drifting down to gently rub his growing erection, she gave me a smile before pulling Mike toward the bed.

Heart racing from the sight, I jumped up to join them.

Foreplay was light, mostly consisting of me making out with Emma while her hands worked to get us going. Our kissing was broken up a few times when she turned to give our friend some attention as well. Their kisses weren’t as intense as the ones we shared, but they were still something to watch—especially with her hand’s movement on my rock-hard cock. As tired as he complained he was, it certainly didn’t look like it.

No longer able to take the anticipation, I moved things to the bed. Taking a condom from the bed, I handed it to Mike. He looked surprised.

“You don’t want to go first?”

“You’re the guest here.”

He awkwardly rubbed at his neck. “Emma’s your girlfriend. I don’t mind going second. Thought I would, but after today…” I remembered all the crazy stuff that happened downstairs too.

I shook my head, silently encouraging him to continue. I could have explained that I wanted him to go first, that I was a slightly perverted guy who wanted to watch him fuck my girlfriend while she tended to me, or simply that I found Emma irresistibly beautiful when she was basking in the afterglow of another man. None of it was necessary and was easier for him to believe I was just being polite.

Emma was watching me during the exchange. With a small smile, I gave her a light slap on the ass. “Lie down.”

A brief kiss by the most beautiful woman in the world and Emma hopped into action to follow my direction. Mike climbed on the bed after her, his attention on the condom. A part of me was relieved that he wasn’t all that bigger than I was. Big enough to give Emma something more, but not so much to be threatening to my baser instincts.

Emma’s attention wasn’t on him, staring up at me with a child-like fascination. I think I was more excited about the rapidly developing events than she was. Her interest came more from my excitement than there being two guys giving her attention.

Up against the edge of the bed, I leaned forward to run my hands along her exposed skin. We shared a moment of silent eye contact, a wordless exchange that I understood perfectly. By then, Mike was ready, awkwardly wondering what to do next since she still had her legs closed.

My hand shifted to run up the side of her leg. “Mike seems ready,” I said, unable to pull my eyes away from her. “Why don’t you spread your legs for him?”

This I had to see, eyes moving down her body to rest at her legs. As if waiting for me, her legs spread out in welcome for Mike. He didn’t waste any time moving between them, condom-wrapped cock proudly displayed before him. Heart thundering in my chest, I continued to watch things play out. We were long past the point of return by now, and I said nothing as Mike positioned himself against Emma. My erection was rock hard as Mike’s cock slowly disappeared into Emma. The soft moan she made as his cock entered her was perfect.

With Mike fully inside her, my attention returned to her face. Lip slightly rolled inward, her eyes were waiting for me. It was like she was feeling guilty—guilty she was enjoying the pleasure she felt. The pleasure from another man inside her; a man who wasn’t her boyfriend. Who wasn’t me. As Mike began to move, her eyes never left mine as our wordless exchange continued. The pleasure was becoming more evident. Her lips parted as her breathing grew heavier. There was a flush to her cheeks as Mike’s gentle thrusts rocked her body. The guilt I had once seen faded, washed away by the pleasure. What innocence I had seen and felt from her was gone. A wisp of a smile touched those lovely lips, hitting me harder than everything until now as I recognized it for what it was.

She fully embraced the pleasure of the moment, not caring that it was with another guy. That smile that had so long haunted me was now like jet fuel for my heart. The moans she made, the panting, the happy noises she made, I wasn’t important to any of that. Every bit of pleasure she felt was because of Mike and we both knew it.

I didn’t care. Mesmerized by her stare, the monster in me had awoken once more to feed off of the sight before me. Emma, my love and girlfriend, was lost in the pleasure my best friend was giving her. All thoughts of a threesome had vanished as I got lost in the sight of her enjoying herself. Seeing how the pleasure danced across her face as she embraced it, welcoming it with all her heart. I would have stayed like that the entire time, watching the two enjoy themselves without me.

Emma had other ideas.

Her hand ran along my hard cock, sending a jolt through me like jumping into freezing water. Everything changed at that moment. The dominant vixen enjoying herself without any regard for my needs had vanished. Emma was still enjoying herself, moans and heavy breaths music to my ears, but it felt different. The dreamlike state I’d been in had been pulled away. Her hand gripped my cock, pumping it in time with Mike’s thrusts. Head tilting back, I closed my eyes for a moment. Pleasure radiated through me as I enjoyed Emma’s firm grip.

Centered once more, I opened my eyes to find Emma still looking up at me. She was still smiling, but it was gentle and warm. No longer was I watching from the outside, enjoying the embers of pleasure she cast off when she was with someone else. I was a part of this in every way. An equal partner extracting my fair share of the pleasure.

The moment got even better when she lifted her head and brought my cock to her lips.

“God, Emma,” I groaned as her lips wrapped around my cock. I shifted my position to a more comfortable one for both of us. She continued the blowjob with an eagerness I didn’t expect. Taking the tip of my cock into her mouth, I enjoyed the vibrations of her moans.

“Emma,” Mike moaned. I glanced over at my friend. He was focused on Emma, hand rubbing at her clit as he fucked her. Emma was rocking her hips in time with his thrusts as if trying to get him to go deeper. Seeing her enthusiasm towards Mike was such a turn-on. She had no issues with the man between her legs and was making it obvious to me. I wanted to ask how he was enjoying my girlfriend’s pussy, but I quickly squashed it. Maybe in the future when we were more comfortable. Right now, it was good enough that we were all enjoying ourselves.

Together.

No idea how long we were at it. Mike was going at a good pace, but he was still tired from the gauntlet of women he’d been through already. A few times, he slowed to catch his breath before going back at it. He came, groaning Emma’s name as he shoved himself against her. His orgasm was quite vocal, pleasure clear on his face as he jerked his hips against her as if trying to get himself as deep as he could.

A thin layer of latex was all that was preventing my girlfriend from being filled with another man’s seed. My mind seized that thought, imagination running wild from the lust that fogged my mind. In my mind’s eye, I saw countless men filling my precious girl. Bare cocks pulling themselves from her wet, well-fucked pussy only to be followed by white—

The thoughts were interrupted as I came. Moaning a warning, Emma’s eyes flashed up to meet mine as she greedily swallowed every drop.

“Fuck,” I groaned as my orgasm faded. Emma continued to lightly suck at the tip of my softening cock, keeping me on the border between pleasure and pain. As I caught my breath, I **** myself to confront the images I’d made. I already knew it was something I wasn’t going to bring up. Not that I wasn’t comfortable with telling Emma, but because I knew it was a product of lust and not some hidden desire in me.

Sex with other guys was fine, but bareback was something special between us. I was confident Emma would see it the same way. Sharing Emma with other men was fine, but that was a line neither of us had any interest in crossing.

“That wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” Mike said, catching his breath. He blushed when Emma and I looked over at him. “I was expecting it to be a lot more awkward…”

Sitting on the bed next to Emma, my hand gently ran down her body. “It was fun,” I said, giving Emma a smile. “Different than what we usually do.”

Her smile was warm and filled with love as she looked up at me. “It was.” Her smile faded almost instantly when my hand found her breast. I could see the exhaustion on her face as she knew what was on my mind.

“How about round—”

“No!” Hearing it from her was expected, but I didn’t expect Mike as well.

“But—”

“Have mercy,” Emma groaned, closing her eyes.

“I need a break,” Mike agreed, flopping back onto the bed beside her.

I frowned, staring down at the two in disappointment. The day was still young and there were more positions I wanted to try.

Beyond that, I didn't get my turn!