Aiden listens outside the door

Just outside the bedroom door, Aiden hovered barefoot in the darkened hallway, heart pounding like it was trying to shake loose from his ribs. At first, he only meant to sit and listen. But then the sounds grew clearer, and unmistakable. They were breathless and strained. A moan that didn't line up with the laughs in the living room, followed by a hushed voice that was definitely his mother’s. He couldn’t hear the words of their whispers, but the tone... the tone said everything. There was no denying that the tone was the same he’d heard many times over the years. The difference was that this time he wasn’t trying to block it out.

Back inside, Natalie was still in her panties, but not for long. Lisa straddled one of her legs, her own soaked warmth settling on the smooth skin of Natalie’s shin as she leaned down, and hooked her thumbs into the waistband. She dragged the last vestige of fabric down slowly; her eyes locked on Natalie’s the entire time.

Lisa lingered just long enough to dip her head and kiss the slick center of Natalie’s sex, the thin landing strip of pubic hair brushing her nose. Her tongue moved slowly, but deliberately, drawing a low, helpless sound from Natalie’s throat.

“God, you’re dripping for me,” she murmured, her breath hot against the sensitive skin. “You’re going to ruin the sheets.”

Natalie’s thighs trembled, as her hand tightened around the toy she still held. The idea of using it on someone else, on Lisa, resonating through her. She knew every inch of it, what it felt like inside her, how it stretched and filled. And now she was going to share that. Use it. She was going to press it inside someone else. Let Lisa feel something that had only ever touched her. It was something private, familiar, and hers alone until now.

It should’ve made her hesitate. Instead, it made her wetter knowing she was going to share the experience with her best friend.

Lisa sat back, lips glistening, eyes half-lidded with hunger. “I want to ride your mouth while you use it on me,” she whispered, crawling forward until her knees framed Natalie’s shoulders. “Like last time, but now I want you to fill me up with that lovely new toy of yours while you do it.”

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