Page 69 of Beautifully Shattered
Rustling on their bed pulls my attention, and I crack one eye open.
They’re not bothered with us anymore, their focus now back on each other.
“Watch them, Angel,” I urge quietly, pressing my hand to Abbey’s mound and grinding the heel of my palm against her as I start rubbing over the padded fabric that covers her entrance.
Her eyes fly open just in time to see Jols hook her far leg over JD’s shoulder, his hand pressing her wide open in a way that we can see nearly everything as he lines up his cock and slowly sinks it in.
They both groan, and now I’m the one shifting, fucking aching to feel Abbey wrapped around me.
I knew she was struggling to come in the shower earlier, which is why I knelt down and did something I hoped she’d like. SomethingI knew might push the line, but would snap her out of her head and away from the weight of her broken heart.
With that in mind, and my need to feel my cock close to her entrance, I release her pussy, feeling her stiffen as I quietly shift just enough to free my cock, and slide it between her thighs.
“Keep your legs tight, Angel,” I whisper against her ear, pushing my cock as far as it’ll go as she closes her thighs around it. “I’m gonna fuck them until I come.”
A faint whimper falls from Abbey’s lips, her legs flexing, sandwiching my cock with warm, perfect pressure, and I quietly groan against her ear.
My hand returns to her front, skating over her mound, now pulled tight to accommodate my cock, and I start pumping my hard fucking rod as I kneed her clit once again.
Our ragged breathing syncs, both of us locked in a quiet rhythm as we watch our friends fuck.
They’re too lost in each other now to care if they wake us, their moans growing louder as they chase their highs.
Dry fucking between Abbey’s thighs is gonna leave me with a sore cock later, but right now, I’m too far gone to care.
As I pump my cock between the press of her skin, her fingertips graze over my tip, feeling the fat head of my cock as it pokes in and out.
Groaning in her ear, I nip at her lobe, my eyes no longer on my mates, but focused on the side of her face and her parted lips as her cheeks flush from her arousal.
She starts writhing against me, grinding her clit harder against my fingers, even as she grips my cock between her legs, shifting it higher until I’m not just fucking her thighs, but grinding against her panties too.
“Fuck, Angel. I want to dirty your cunt with my cum, and mix it with your blood.”
She doesn’t stiffen like I expect her to when I say the wordcunt. Instead, she moves again, frantic now, tugging her panties aside until my cock slides through her slick folds.
We both moan, and if she notices, she doesn’t let on, panting loudly as the fat head of my cock glides over her clit with each slow grind from behind, while my fingers rub her needy bud harder, matching the rhythm.
We’re both gonna end up painted in her blood, but I don’t give a fuck. If she wasn’t grazed inside from giving birth, I’d already be buried deep inside her.
It’s JD’s and Jols’ cries of ecstasy that finally push Abbey over the edge. Her climax ripping through her so hard I can feel her cunt pulsing against my fingers and my cock as I thrust from behind.
“I can feel your pussy throbbing,” I rasp, my voice strangled as my nuts draw tight and pleasure detonates inside me.
A second later, hot jets of cum shoot from my tip, pulsing against Abbey’s clit and drenched folds.
“Enjoy the show?”
JD’s voice is what snaps me out of my haze. That and my Angel stiffening against me before she squeaks and yanks the blankets up to cover her head.
“As always,” I chuckle, tightening my arms around my embarrassed wife as she hides, while Jols giggles in the bed next to us.
“You two are secretly gay lovers, aren’t you?” she teases, not the least bit embarrassed that we just watched them, and got off to it.
“Nope,” JD chuckles, pinching Jols’ nipple, which has her gasping and slapping at his hand. “But MrCelibacy until Abbey came alongused to love watching me fuck. It’s been a while, but I gotta say, tonight was my favourite.”
“I was more into how my Angel got so turned on. Not you two ugly fuckers.” I snort, and then quickly duck, covering Abbey protectively when Jols tosses a pillow at us.
“Just remember. You never saw me. I was never here,” Jols deadpans, and I hold a hand up in surrender.
