Page 25 of Their Tracked Obsession

Liv did as instructed and sat on my stomach. “Like this?”

“Yeah. Now take my dick out, darling. Don’t be goddamn shy either,” Saint demanded.

Liv released my best friend’s shaft, and he groaned when she gave him a playful tug. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her fiercely. His tongue lashed at her mouth; I ran my hands up underneath her blouse and around to her abdomen. Over her navel and down to her warm clit. I rubbed her. A shudder ran through her, and she whimpered into Saint.

“Don’t forget about me.” I slapped her pussy and reminded her of my existence.

Liv jumped with a startled squeal. A pleased chuckle escaped me, which made Saint tear his mouth away and groan his displeasure at my interruption. She gave me a backward glance with her lipstick smeared, and she swatted a hand at my chest, but I caught it midair.

“Hey!” I aggressively pulled Liv down to me, and she pushed back with swollen lips. “Don’t.”

“Don’t tell me not to do something because I’ll do it again.” I grabbed the back of her neck and made her stare down at my dick. “Now. Get my cock out and kiss me.”

Liv heaved an irritated sigh. “Fine.”

Liv undid the button of my jeans and pushed the flaps of my boxers aside. I brushed her hair aside as she leaned over to kiss the tip of my dick, and my precum glistened on her lips as she pulled back.

“That’s a good bride.” I groaned and slapped her tit. “Pull my pants off. Now.”

My jeans came off and Saint discarded his. I made eye contact with him; we exchanged a nod, and we both knew the position we desired her in. The king of fucking clubs.

“Grab the branch again, darling, and get ready to fucking ride us,” Saint commanded as we crossed our legs together and faced each other. “Hover that fine ass this way and your pussy toward him. Come on.”

My balls touched my best friend’s. Too fucking close for comfort, but hell, we shared the same woman. Lines were bound to get crossed in time.

“Yeah.” I nodded and rubbed the tip of my dick against her entrance. “Right there, sweetheart. Fuck. You feel so goddamn wet.”

Saint spat on his hand and wiped his saliva up the entirety of Liv’s butthole. He placed his dick at her anus and hung tight. I gripped her hips but waited for her to make the first move. She held onto the tree and locked eyes with me.

“Claim us,” Saint hissed eagerly.

“Do it,” I encouraged with a grin. “Take us. Fuck us, Liv.”

Liv lowered onto our dicks. Her eyes grew bigger with each massive inch she took inside her, and our moans filled the starry nighttime air. Our warm, drifting, misty breaths formed in front of our faces with each part of us she took in deeper until she was full of us. Her asshole and juicy cunt stuffed.

“Oh, shit!” Liv rolled her eyes back as she lifted and collapsed down. “Fuck!”

Liv repeated the motion, but more hastily, with her chest heaving. Fuck, I had the best view. Her head tossed back, her tits bouncing with each pound onto us, and her eyes, Christ, her gaze when she looked at me. Filled with complete, delirious lust. Our girl remained in a sexual haze she never wanted to escape.

“Yeah, sweetheart. Take our dicks. Such a good whore for us,” I praised and groped her tits. “Fuck.”

Saint slapped her ass. “Yes, darling. Just like that.”

Liv shuddered. Her entire body quaked with pleasure as she rode faster. Up and down. She even shifted shit up and moved back and forth on top of us. My dick went further into her in the process until she pulled back, but not fully out. The head of my cock was still in her, and Saint filled her asshole up to the brim. Fuck. She was incredible.

When she started hopping on us again in quick succession, I laid my head back against the earth and closed my eyes. I absolutely fucking loved the sound of her wet pussy slapping down onto my cock. I took in everything. Her sighs and the warmth of her walls clenched around me.

My eyes snapped open. “Coming again already?”

“Oh, fuck, yes!” Liv made eye contact with me, and she dipped a hand between her thighs.

Goddamn beautiful.

“Go, sweetheart. Come for us.” I kneaded her nipples endlessly.

“Screw us, darling, don’t hold back,” Saint grunted while he gripped her hips.

My best friend was close too. I was right on the damn pinnacle and about to fucking explode. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out.