Page 12 of Better When Shared
"Nick," Connor said, his voice commanding in a way I'd rarely heard. "Give my slut of a wife what she needs."
I felt the blunt head of Nick's cock pressing against my entrance, larger than I was used to. He hesitated, his hand stroking my hip.
"Birth control?" he asked, ever the responsible one even in the midst of debauchery. "And testing?"
"I'm on the pill," I managed to say, grateful for his consideration despite my desperate state.
"And we both get tested, though we're monogamous," Connor added, his fingers digging into the flesh of my ass. "You still on that quarterly schedule from when you were dating around?"
"Yeah," Nick confirmed. "We're good to go, but... It just seems wrong."
Connor's hand squeezed my ass cheek harder, spreading me open for his best friend. "Fuck her bare. I want you to fill her up, man. Breed my slut wife, leave her dripping with your cum."
The crude command shocked me, sent a fresh flood of arousal coating my thighs. We'd never discussed this fantasy, but the words from my husband's mouth made me wild with need.
It was all the permission Nick needed. He pushed forward, the thick head of his cock stretching me open in a delicious burn. The difference in size was immediately apparent—where Connor fit me perfectly, Nick's girth felt like a sweet invasion, forcing my body to accommodate him.
"Holy fuck," I gasped, fingers clawing at the sheets. "You're so big."
Nick's hands gripped my hips, pulling me back onto his length with steady pressure until he bottomed out. The sensation of being completely filled, of having an entirely new cock inside me while my husband watched, was overwhelming.
"How's she feel?" Connor asked, stroking himself as he watched his best friend impale his wife.
"Fucking perfect," Nick ground out, holding still inside me. "So tight. So wet."
Connor moved around to my head again, lifting my face by my chin. "How does he feel inside you, Lila?"
"Different," I managed, my voice trembling as Nick began to move in shallow thrusts. "Stretching me so much."
Connor's eyes darkened. "You like having a new cock in your married pussy?"
I nodded, beyond shame now. "Yes."
"Show him," Connor commanded. "Show him how much you love it."
I pushed back against Nick's thrusts, taking him deeper, clenching around his thickness. Nick cursed, his fingers digging into my flesh hard enough to leave marks.
"That's it. I'm so proud of you, baby. Take his cock like the good little slut you are."
Nick's pace increased, his thrusts becoming more forceful. Each drive of his hips sent jolts of pleasure radiating through my core, the slight upward curve of his cock hitting spots that made my vision blur at the edges.
Connor fed me his cock again, and I took him greedily, moaning around his length as Nick pounded into me from behind. The dual penetration was filthy perfection—being used at both ends, servicing two men simultaneously.
"Fuck her harder," Connor demanded over my head. "She can take it."
Nick complied, his hips snapping against my ass with renewed vigor. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the small cabin, punctuated by my muffled moans and their grunts of pleasure. The force of Nick's thrusts pushed me further onto Connor's cock, creating a rhythm where I was being fucked from both directions. My body was no longer my own but a vessel for their pleasure, and the surrender was intoxicating.
"I'm getting close," Nick warned, his voice strained. "Where do you want—"
"Inside her," Connor cut him off. "I want to watch another man's cum dripping out of my wife's perfect little cunt."
His words triggered something primal in me—the taboo thrill of being fucked raw by another man while my husband not only watched but encouraged it. A second orgasm built rapidly, coiling tight in my core.
"She's going to come again," Connor observed, feeling my mouth tighten around him. "Her pussy gets so tight when she's close."He pulled out, wanting to watch my face. "Let me see you come on his cock, baby."
Nick adjusted his angle, driving deeper, one hand reaching around to circle my clit. "Come for me, Lila," he growled.
The command, coupled with the perfect pressure on my clit, sent me hurtling over the edge. I screamed, my entire body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My arms gave out completely, and I collapsed onto my face, ass still raised, Nick's cock still pistoning into my limp body.
