BlowingitOff by Lexxie Couper

through Phoebe and he shot her a
quick look. Will had moved his attention to her other breast, his fingers
pinching and pulling the nipple no longer in his mouth. His friend’s eyes were
closed, his cheeks sunken as he sucked on her flesh.
    A thing of beauty. Their woman being pleasured by them. Only
them. Both of them.
    With a low, eager growl, Damon repositioned himself on the
mattress, planting his knees on either side of Will’s extended legs before
lowering his head to Phoebe’s sex. He flicked his tongue up the length of her
slick seam and back down again, teasing her clit. She bucked a little, but
otherwise did as he’d ordered—remained still.
    “Oh God…” she moaned.
    He dipped the tip of his tongue a little deeper into her
pussy.
    She moaned again, her thighs quivering.
    The sounds of Will feasting on her breasts played over
Damon’s senses and he plunged his tongue fast and hard into her sex. She let
out a cry, pushing her backside with demanding force to his face.
    He snared her hips with his hands and held her still,
feeding on the warm musk of her pleasure as much as he was the appreciative
groans of his best friend.
    “Damon…” Phoebe panted. “I want…please, Will…”
    Her juices flowed from her, wetting Damon’s lips and chin.
He wriggled his tongue in her cleft, over her clit, reveling in the way her
body trembled under his hands and against his face.
    Something briefly brushed his knee and he pulled away from
Phoebe’s sex long enough to see Will wrap his fingers around his cock and pump
away.
    Damon’s own cock jerked at the sight. Throbbed with an
insistence he couldn’t ignore any longer. With one last stroke of his tongue
over Phoebe’s clit, he straightened, aligning his cock with her pussy.
    He thrust into her. One long, slow, steady penetration into
her tight, hot wetness.
    “Oh fuck, Damon!”
    Phoebe’s cry reverberated around the room.
    As did Damon’s groan.
    He withdrew, as slowly as he’d entered her, all the way out
until the edge of his cockhead stretched her lips, and then thrust back into
her again.
    Withdrew. Penetrated. Withdrew. Penetrated. His length
growing thicker and longer with each stoke. Growing slicker and more coated in
her cream.
    “Now, Will,” he finally ground out, his head spinning as he
completely withdrew his dick from her sex.
    Will sat up, his hands gently pushing Phoebe as he went,
until she was upright on her knees between them.
    “Sit on me, Pheebs.” Will’s order was hoarse. He stared up
into her face, his nostrils flaring, his Adams apple jerking up and down in his
throat. “Sink onto my dick.”
    She did exactly as asked, lowering herself onto Will’s rigid
length.
    “Fuck yes.” Will’s eyes squeezed shut, his head thrown back,
his jaw clenched. “You’re so tight, Pheebs. So tight…” His words dissolved into
moans, moans that grew louder when Pheobe rolled her hips and brushed her
breasts to his face.
    Damon let out his own moan. His cock pulsed. “Need to be
inside you now, babe.”
    The proclamation tore from his throat, raspy and breathless.
He was losing control. The sounds of Phoebe sliding up and down Will’s cock was
too much. Too much.
    He loved fucking her pussy, he truly did, but her arse…her
arse was his. In their unexpected weekend of discovery, Will had only ventured
there once and his preference for Phoebe’s cunt concerned Damon not one little
bit. He loved her arse. Loved its tightness, loved the way it gripped his cock.
Loved the way she moaned and writhed and begged for more when he pumped into
it.
    He pressed his lips to the back of her neck, pushing his
erection against the base of her spine. “Slide up for me, Pheebs. Before I come
all over your back.”
    She slid up Will’s cock, held herself at its tip. “Hurry,
Damon,” she begged.
    “Fuck yeah, hurry up,” Will ground out. “Otherwise you’re
just gonna to be a bystander, mate.”
    Damon chuckled, the laugh close to a groan. “I’m