She softens against me with a sigh, and I can’t help but smile.
“What did you have in mind?” Drake asks. “Get her naked in one of these silks and fuck her from both ends?”
“Drake, geez,” she mumbles with a blush as she covers her cheeks.
“Actually, I’m going to watch tonight,” I reply, kissing the spot where her neck meets her shoulder. She lets out the tiniest squeak as I do. “Is that okay with you, Red? Can I watch my best friend fuck you?”
She squeaks louder this time. When she doesn’t reply, I pull her face to mine. “Give me an answer, baby.”
“Yes,” she gasps. Then I take her mouth in a harsh kiss, and as I tug on her bottom lip and overwhelm her mouth with mine, I feel her weight settle into my arms as if her legs have lost the ability to hold her up.
When I finally pull away, she sways in her spot.
“Come here, babe,” Drake calls for her, and she floats toward him like a cloud. While he picks up where I left off, I go into the office to find a chair. On my way back, I dim the lights and close the door. By the time I find a place to sit down, they are both down to their underwear. Isabel is topless, and Drake is sporting an erection so hard, it’s poking out the top of his boxers.
His mouth is devouring her breast as she hums with her fingers against his buzz cut. Normally, I like to give them directions, but I like the idea of letting them take the lead this time, so I sit back in silence and watch. My cock is throbbing in my pants, but I don’t reach for it. I’d rather drag it out. Make the need turn almost painful before I let myself have what I want. Because, when they’re done, everyone knows it’s going to be my turn, and I’m going to take what I want.
Drake hooks his hands around Isabel’s thighs and lifts her into the air. “Sit down, baby,” he says as he deposits her onto one of the silk loops. She holds tightly onto the two sides as he kneels in front of her. “Lift up,” he says, tugging her underwear down.
Then he kisses his way up her thighs, draping each one over his shoulders as his mouth finds the center, growling against her cunt. With each lick, she squirms and moans, her back arching until she’s almost hanging horizontally in the silks.
“God, you taste so fucking good,” he mutters, sucking intently on her clit. “Tell me how this feels, baby.”
“It feels so good,” she whispers.
“Yeah? What about when I do this?”
I bite my bottom lip in anticipation as he slides two fingers inside her, both of us watching her reaction as he does. I swear my cock twitches in my pants with the way she cries out.
“Yes,” she gasps. “More.”
“Keep doing that,” I mutter from my seat, and Drake obeys, thrusting his fingers. His lips never leave her clit until she’s finally screaming, her thighs tight around his ears and her back arched so much, she’s now almost upside down. It’s such a beautiful fucking sight.
I wish I knew why this feels so good to watch. Maybe because, even now, it still feels forbidden. Or because I really do love these two so much it hurts. And I don’t even know if this is still considered a kink, since the three of us are in a poly relationship, but what I do know is that I really enjoy watching him fuck my wife. Almost as much as I like doing it myself.
Drake doesn’t waste any time. Before she’s even caught her breath or lifted herself out of her contorted position, he’s tearing off his boxers and standing up, so his cock is aligned with her pussy.
I lean forward, desperate for the moment he finally penetrates her. With her thighs locked in his grip, he jerks her onto his cock. Their mingled moans fill the studio, and I turn to find their reflection in the giant mirror at the front of the room, enjoying the view from this angle.
He fucks her slowly, but in hard punishing thrusts, and I can’t take my eyes off the way his muscles contract with every movement. I love the way his jaw hangs open as he slams into her and the way he dominates her, so connected to her pleasure as much as his own. My cock starts to leak in my boxers at the sight of his cock disappearing into her, the cadence starting to pick up.
Isabel lifts herself up, so she’s no longer hanging, and she reaches up to his mouth for a kiss. I lose myself in the rhythm of their fucking as I start to undress myself. I want to be ready by the time they’re done.
“Fuck!” he bellows, and I think for a moment that he’s coming, but he quickly pulls out of her, letting his cock hang free as he composes himself, clearly closer to coming than he’d like to be.