Page 68 of Brush Strokes


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He’s got Beth sitting on the sofa, legs over his shoulders while he feasts on her pussy. Her fingers are digging into the fabric of the cushions as she writhes about, mewling and moaning.

The sight of her gorgeous body arched off the back of the sofa, while Ezra makes her squirm in the most delicious way, makes all the nerve endings in my body prickle with awareness. It’s such a beautiful sight. I find myself digging through my bags for one of my cameras.

At the first click of the camera, Beth’s hooded eyes open slightly, mouth parting at the sight of me snapping photo after photo of her pleasure. Her eyes dart down, and it’s only now that I realize my raging erection has caused my towel to unravel and fall to the ground. Not able to stop myself, I stroke my erection, watching the way her perfect breasts heave, nearly escaping the bodice of the lingerie Ezra clothed her in.

She cries out when she reaches her climax, bringing a hand up to tangle into Ezra’s hair as she grinds on his face. She’s so fucking perfect, so fucking beautiful, so fucking sexy that I absolutely have no chance of keeping myself together. I snap a few pictures of her ecstasy before I can’t stand it, and I grip my cock as it erupts at the mere sight of her coming all over my best friend’s face. The strangled groan that leaves my mouth involuntarily gets her attention, and we end up watching each other get off, eyes glued to each other as we ride out our orgasms.

Ezra kisses his way up her body, his arm making jerky movements. He reaches her mouth, and I imagine him feeding her the taste of her orgasm. My own mouth waters, my dicktwitching through the last pulses of my orgasm. I use the towel I dropped to wipe myself up, watching with wide, surprised eyes as Ezra stands in front of Beth, jerking himself roughly. Beth looks up at him with wanton eyes, and opens her mouth, tongue out, just before he feeds his cock into her mouth. She moans as he fills her mouth, and my skin flushes at the sight of her swallowing.

Jesus. How far they’ve come. Eight weeks without me did them good, I suppose.

Ezra stumbles back, breathing heavily, before collapsing on the sofa next to Beth. She leans her head against his chest and grins at me like the Cheshire Cat. I snap another photo of her smirk, making a mental note to print and frame this one.

“Don’t know why you’re grinning like that, you little minx. We’re not through with you yet,” I tell her as I wipe away the last of the mess on my stomach and thighs, throwing the towel down before stalking towards the sofa.

She sits up when I come closer, looking up at me through her still damp hair. Pushing the mass of chestnut curls over her shoulder, she leans forward to lick a stray drop of cum from the tip of my cock and it immediately starts twitching back to life.

Aiming the camera down at her, I pull back some so she’s the only one in the frame. The angle gives me a perfect view of her ample cleavage, hair flowing down one side of her body, and the way the nightgown clings to every curve of her body. I snap photo after photo, and I keep shooting while Ezra runs a hand up her thigh, kisses her neck, and pulls her to straddle him on the sofa.

It's almost as if the camera isn’t there, except now and then Beth will look over and give me a coy look or angle her bodyso I can get the best view. She’s both lost in Ezra’s touch and making sure I’m part of every moment.

It’s how I know this relationship will work. Not just because of the mutual respect Ezra and I have for each other as well as Beth, but because she has this innate ability to open herself up to what we both need. I’ve never been particularly religious, but she has me questioning whether someone could be made for someone else. She just fits so perfectly. The only thing I have to figure out is my schedule, but that isn’t a hardship, because for the first time in my life, there’s only one place I want to be. And that’s withher.

Eventually I find myself so hypnotized by her that I’m kneeling on the ground near them, watching, no longer even taking photos. My fingers ache to touch her, but I don’t want to ruin the masterpiece at work.

Beth reaches for me, drawing me out of my reverie, pulling me into their embrace. I curl myself around her back, kissing along the curve of her neck. My arm snakes around her middle, hugging her close.

“I love you,bláth fiáin,” I whisper against her skin.

She turns to me, her lips curled in a small, happy smile. Reaching for me with both hands, she cups my face and pulls me to kiss her.

“I love you, Cal.” Then she turns to Ezra and does the same. “I love you, Ezra.”

Ezra’s whisper back is raspy. “I love you, Beth. So much.”

Beth stands and reaches for us both. Each with a hand in one of hers, we follow like enchanted puppets. She leads us to the bed,Ezra stepping out of his pants along the way. He trips a little, which has us laughing.

At the edge of the bed, we guide her to sit. I kneel at her side, and Ezra does the same. Together, we both kiss a path from her toes to her knees, and along the outside of her thighs. Ezra continues up while I kiss my way between her thighs.

She opens for me, and I lap at her hungrily. The tangy sweet taste of her floods my mouth, and it sends a shiver of need right down to my balls.

“God damn, Beth, you taste so fucking good,” I say, my words muffled against her pussy as I lick and suck and nibble her until her thighs are trembling. I’ll never get tired of her taste, her smell, the way she feels.

She whines when I pull away, but I quiet her by pressing my mouth against hers, licking into her mouth and stealing her cries. Her hand wraps around my cock, bringing it fully back to life.

Crawling over her body, I pull her to the middle of the bed, lying in front of her while Ezra spoons her from the back.

“As much as I love this sexy little number, I need to feel your skin,” I say as I pull the slinky material up her body. She sits up for a moment so we can pull it over her head, and then she’s back in our embrace.

We touch and kiss well into the night, just enjoying each other, until the three of us are so needy that we’re trembling.

With Beth’s leg hiked high over my hip, my cock teases at her entrance. It slides easily through her folds, slick with her arousal.

“Please,” she whimpers into the darkness. “I need you.” She kisses me deeply before turning her head to take Ezra’s mouth. “Both of you.”

The bed jostles as Ezra moves away, dipping with his weight as he returns with a small bottle in his hand. I hear the cap snap open, and then Beth whimpers against my chest. She presses more firmly against me, her leg around my hip pulling me in closer. I sigh deeply as my cock glides naturally to where it belongs, slowly sheathing itself in her warm, wet heat.

For a few moments, I hold her like that, the only movements that of Ezra’s fingers working her open. Until he slowly pushes his way inside, and the three of us are one. Beth alternates between kissing me and Ezra, and we take turns kissing her neck, back, and breasts in turn. Ezra’s arm is wrapped around her body, cupping one breast and holding her back against his chest, while I’m propped up on one shoulder, using my other hand to steady her leg around my waist.

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